Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1891-05-15
OUTSIDE NEW YORK HAHeoR.
Quaint Scenes on the Fishing Banks.
All Sorts of Luck.

Suniht scenes ON the Fishing Banks.
All Sorts of Luck.
When the Bay Ridge had stopped net
work OF lines went over her sides. Then
came period Of fishless suspense. A man
on the upper deck hauled in his line. and
gave q great cry of disappointment when he
found on his hook what looked like piece
OF glue. 1t was jelly fish, The Jelly
hsh has very inexpensive features and ia
about as gamy as shingle
Suddenly a crN of excitement went ND
from the multitude. An angler had got
bite. 1t was most promising bite, and
great beads of sweat stood out on the
mans face as he hauled in 100 feet of line.
Then the crowd greeted the poor little fish
on the end of the line with jeers Of de-
rision. 1t was small, co.pulent, yellow
hsh, which some one said was sea robin.
The knowing ones said that where the sea
robin nests the other fish are not to be
found; but, as usual, the knowing ones
were wrong, for school of sea bass came
racing along and were lured aboard the
boat in great numbers. A novice came
down out of his state room wearing the
only plug hat on the steamboat, and was
greeted with cries of, Say, lend me the
dicer to put my fish inn
The novice put away his silk tile. prr-
five cents, and threw his line into the sea.
1t wound itself around twenty other lines.
and the novice became the object of much
objurgation before his line was disen-
tangled. While he was working at the
snari hook from the upper deck came
down and took off his new hat. The
greatest of skill is required by those on
the lower deck to dodge the hooks from
above. Finally the novice dropped his
line down on the bed of the ocean and
awaited bite When he pulled in he ex
pected to bring a fish from the depths,
and he was nightly surprised to bring
down the tackle and curses Of man
above him on the upper deck just when
his line went aloft he couldn't tell 1t is
common habit of tackle to go up that
way, and frequently man on the lower
deck would call out to some fellow above
him. "When you get done with nv line
send it down here"
A vehement individual, who had
brought no luck along with, him began
at this juncture to scream: ''Move the
boatr'
German on the lower deck took up
the refrain, but stopped his noise when
he got an energetic bite.
''Git gaffl Git gaffr' shouted sew
eral men excitedly. Hes got a whop
per!'
When the tackle came in sight puny
sea bass was squirming on the end of the
hook. He was, however, the advance
courier of some big fish. A fish on its
way to the upper deck would slap man
down below square in the face, but tile
man didn't seem to mind such an act of
familiarity.
The novice was thrown into paroxysm
If frlA tNtrr Inc
lect with blue eyes and an expressive
mouth like bull pup. 1t was conger
eel. As soon as it came aboard O young
man came along and asked: ''D'ye want
that felIar?''
The novice said no, and the young man
put the eel in his basket. This man repre-
sented character that is always to be
found on fishing excursions. He collects
the fish caught by those who have no use
for them, and goes home at night and
smothers his conscience with layers Of lies
about the number of fish he has caught.
The walls of the cabin of the Bay Ridge
are adorned with portraits of the varieties
OF flsh that an eXcursionist is liable to
catch. Yesterday, however, the party
caught fish whose ikenesses are not down
on the bills One fish caught an angler
and was about to pull him down from the
uuil iCdno uech when uozen Wiling
hands seized the line and hauled a sub
marine monster to the surface. 1t was a
young shark There was great excite
ment when the shark tried to get aboard
the steamboat, One of the anglers re-
duced him to n comatose condition with a
blow on the head, and he ceased his
struggles and VIZ ; laid out on deck Just as
the screamer up above renewed his cry of
'Move the boatr'
Everybody else seemed to be seized with
the same desire. 1t was said that no more
hsh could be expected there after the shark
had come, for no self-respecting sea bass
will stay i'll the company of shark. The
anchor was reefed, the engineer gave the
big steel machinery few boosts with a
handspike and the steamer went to another
bank.-New York Sun.