St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-07-21

caught in its murky depths some of the
strangest and most ngular-lOokIng
fish-fish that the eye hath never before
seen nor the imagination of man con-
ceived. He has quite collection of
these curiosities, which he purposes
presenting to the city as nucleus for
public museum.
LOCAL WALTONs.
The citizens of st. Paul who lay claim
to the title of fishermen are almost le-
gion. They swarm at every street cor
ner. and with an affectatiOn will recount
their wonderful luck. When a nom
professional fisherman does, once or
twice in a decade, come across fish
foolish enough to take the alluring bait,
it is all luck. There is never bit of
science displayed in the capture. A few
characteristics of these local fishermen
may be noted:
Judge Egan requires new ''rig out"
when he goes fishing. The attire is pc
culiar and wonderful. 1t is peculiar
in that the coloring strongly resembles
that of Joseph's coat. 1t is wonderful
in that it is composed of one piece of
cloth. The reason for the coloring of
the dress is an idea on the part of the
Judge that it attracts the fish towards
him, and it is made of one
piece of cloth and so constructed that by
pulling a string the whole thing falls
from his body, so that he can leap I'M
impeded into the water when bite is
secured. That is a trick Judge Egan
has. He does not believe in pulling the
fish out by the rod, but jumping i'll and
carrying it out. The repeated putting
on and off of the fishing cloth worn by
the judges, wears them out before the
day is ended and necessitates new
set for the next excursion.
Baz Armstrong is an expert fisher
man. His advent at the lakes is
heralded with such loud acclaims of
his proves among the finny tribe that
the bows look upon him with feelings
akin to awe. Baz will select shady
nook along the shore of the lake, hire
boy to hold his rod, and spend the day
under a shady tree, smoking and read
ing the latest novel. Before leaving
the city he takes the precautiOn to have
his basket filled with fish.
Stanley Proudfit loves days fishing.
The week previous to an excursion to
the lakes he lies awake at nights con-
turing his mind AS to which is the best
kind of bait. After devouring score
of catalogues upon the subject he comes
to the conclusion that spoon bait Is the
thing. He fishes all day, gets nothing,
and returns to the club vOWing that the
brown spider was the bait he should
have chosen.
Prof Fletcher Williams is an old
hand, and can give aspiring anglers
many useful points. He never goes to
fish without volume Of the Sunday at
Home and jar of pickles. Black bass
delight in pickles, and when they see a
man reading the Sunday at Home their
suspicious are at once allayed. they
bite.
Jim Pond goes to fish once in awhile.
Last week he spent twenty-fOur con-
secutive hours on Four Lakes and
caught minnOW.
Judge Chandler has spent one day
fishing. That was three and twenty
wears ago. He remembers it to this day.
The fish would not bite, but popped
their heads out of the water and sat
listening to his stories.
Private Secretary Elliott occasionally
takes weeks fishing, and the fish mar
ket is at once depleted.
Assistant Attorney General Child so
far forgets himself as to enter into a
long legal argument while fishing. He
believes that the fish, like jurymen, will
fall asleep under his eloquence and ac-
cidentally drop on the hook.
Gov. Merriam is one of those fisher
men often read about but seldom seen.
He bats with greenbacks, and never
fails of a good catch.
These are few samples. They might
be continued ad libitum. u.