Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1891-12-08
sos cLAyToN's FISHING IsIe.


- Astnrrs Aft~r Four Days ~ Il - w..s
With One Fifty Dollar Trent.
THERE" exclaimed Bob CLAYTON =
ne entered the Office OF family hotel
on West Nineteenth street, where ~
resides, the other evening. There's
the result Of four days Of hard f,shinc )
ne added, as he produced from his over
coat pocket diminutive specimen 81
the trout family, which he held no for
general inspection.
Bob had been on front fishing -.
cursion into the wilds Of Connecticut
Some 'infernai crank" he said had
induced him TO take the trip under the
promise Of rare sport to be had in that
locality. He was . sorry sight a be
stood in the Office on his return. His
hands and face was scratched. his
clothes torn and dirty. and his general
appearance seemed to Indicate that he
had been dragged home behind
freight train.
Tell rs all about it, Bob, y all asked
In chorus after the laughter occasioned
by mis- appearance had subsidized.
What ! principally want, " said Bob,
rs the scalp Of that chowder headed
chump that started me on this trip.
Well, said he, 'Just take my advice.
When any one talks trout to you brain
him on the spot I've caught the only
trout 10 Connecticut; here it e, and
there are 10 more left.
you see, started from here Monday
morning. ] had previously spent some
| 20 or more in fishing tackle, and was
thoroughly well equipped for a weeks
sport. That fellow, Arthur Frost, who
put me up to this trip, was to have gone
along, too, but he had the grip and
backed out at the last minute, and 20 !
had to go alone.
when l arrived had to walk about
twenty miles to a place called Stakes
pond, where they said would find good
fishing. 1t was a tough job getting
there, ! can tell you, and the worst Of
it was that when did get there found
that there hadn't been a trout caught
in that pond for more than FIVE years.
I then pushed on about three miles fur
ther until l came to brook which
looked as If 1t might contain trout.
then began to fish.
1 well, flshed up and down that
creek until dark without SO much as .
bite. Twas too tired to hunt up plac,
to sleep, 50 just camped out all nigh
in an old shed. The next morning
was frozen so stiff could hardly move
II found farmhouse after an hour
walk, where got breakfast, and theI
|, ! was directed to another brook som,
six miles further on. arrived at thi
last fishing ground about noon. Thei
my troubles really began. With IN.
first cast lost my balance and plunget
head first into about four feet of ic,
cold water, my pole snapped, and ii
scrambling back through the bushes
got all scratched up didn't give up
though, even then. After splicing m
> pole again started in. After abou
three hours of hard fishing | manages
to hook a trout And here it is" sal
Bob, holding up the trophy.
|, Then" said Bob, II started for tn
! farmhouse. 1t was nearly dark when
got there, and was pretty well playe'
out too. was going through the gat
! when my coat got caught on nail an
: torn, and then jammed my finger o
a the hinge. And while l was swearin
at everything in creation in general an
+ that villain Frost in particular yello
mongrel dog rushed out of the nous
and bit me on the leg.
II couldn't eat any supper tbs
night. l just went to bed. didn
b get up next day. was too sore. tn
e following morning as | was dressing
. saw that yellow dog in the yard an
went to the fireplace and got a bricl
= threw it, but it didn't hit the dog.
" smashed through a pane of glass il
+ stead and struck the farmer, who hal
o pened to pass by at that moment, @
. the arm. That scrape cost me fi'
IS dollar bill
well, had had all the fishing
n wanted, so put for home and-twi'
Re a flourish of the fish)-here | am.
- Colonel" said the unfortunate ifs
a erman, turning to the proprietor,
1t want this trout served to Inc at brea
1t fast in the morning. 1t cost me iu
ffty dollars. and Tn going to eat hir