Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-07-09
soe clAYroN,s FISHING 1RIp.


he Returns After -Four Days of Hard Work
with One Ffny Dollar Trout.
'Therei" exclaimed Bob Clayton, as
he entered the Office of a family hotel
ON West Nineteenth street. where he
resides the other evening There's
the result of tour days of hard fishing"
he added. as he produced from his over
coat pocket a diminutive specimen Of
the trout family. which he held up for
general inspection.
Bob bad been on a trout fishing ex-
cukion into the wilds Of Connecticut
Some internal crank" he said. had
induced him TO take the trip under the
promise of rare sport TO be had in that
locality. he was a sorry sight as he
stood in the Office on his return. His
hands and face was scratched, bis
clothes torn and dirty. and his general
appearance seemed to indicate that he
had been dragged home behind a
freight train.
Tell US all about it, Bob. all asked
In chorus after the laughter occasioned
by his appearance had subsided
"What principally want said Bob,
'is the scalp Of thai chowder headed
ehump that started me on this trip.
Well" said he. -just take my advice.
When any one talk trout TO you brain
him on the spot I've caught the only
trout in Connect cut. here il is. and
there are no NOR left.
"You see. | sta ted from here Monday
morning. haf previously spent some
$50 or More in shing tackle, and was
thoroughly vel equipped for a weeks
sport That fallow, Arthur Frost, who
put me up TO his trip. was TO have gone
along, too. bit he had the grip and
backed out at the last minute. and so |
had to go alone.
when | arrived | had to walk about
twenty miles to a place called Stakes
pond, where they said | would find good
fishing. IL was a tough job getting
there, l can tel you, and the worst of
1t was that when did get there found
that there hadn't been a trout caught
in that pond for more than FIVE years
/ then pushed on about three miles fur
ther until | came to a brook which
looked as If it might contain trout /
then began to fish.
well, I hshed up and down that
creek until dark without so much as a
bite. Twas too tired to hunt up a place
to sleep, so | just camped out all night
in an old shed The next morning l
was frozen so stiff / could hardly move.
II found a farmhouse after an hours
walk. where | got breakfast, and then
/ was directed to another brook some
six miles further on arrived At this
last fishing ground about noon. Then
my troubles really began. With my
first a | lost my balance and plunged
head first into about four feet Of icy
cold water. my pole snapped, and in
scrambling back through the bushes l
got all scratched up. didn't give up,
though. even then. After splicing my
pole ! again started in After about
three hours of hard fishing I managed
to hook a trout And here it is" said
Bob. holding up the trophy.
Then" said Bob, Il started for the
farmhouse. 1t was nearly dark when l
got there, and I was pretty well played
out too. | was going through the gate
when my coal got caught on a nail and
torn, and then l jammed my finger on
the hinge. And while ] was swearing
at everything in creation in general and
HEat villain Frost in particular a yellow
mOngrel dog rushed out Of the house
and bit me on the leg.
81 couldn't eat any supper that
night just went to bed didn't
get up merit day. ! was toe sOre. The
following morning as I vas dressing |
saw that yellow dog In the yard and
want to the fireplace and got a brick.
[ threw IT, but it didn't hit the dog. 1t
smashed through a pane Of GAS I'M
stead and struck the farmer. who hap
pened TO pass by at that moment, ON
The arm That scrape cost me a five
bill
welt / had had all the fishing I
wanted so l put for home and-(with
= flourish Of the fshI-here / am
Colonel" said the unfortunate fish,
erman, turning to the proprietor, II
this trout served to me at break
fast In the morning. II cost me just
fifty dollars, and I'm going to eat him,
bones and an"-New York Herald