The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-08-28
A WONDERFUL BASS.
Tho Finny Pot OF Greystone. and
It's Many Tricks.
II Jumps from the Water to Snap BRit
from the Hand OF Its owner,
and Comes whenever
He Calls

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thr simmer home Of the late Samuel j.
lildcn, accompanied by some friends,
went over to the Grassy Sprain for n
days fishing The Grassy Sprain Is
about mile from Greystone. and feeds
tile reservoir which supplies Yonkers
ind lis suburbs with water 1t was a
hot day The sun shone straight
down from the sky and seemed to
Ecorch everything
'sYou had better take pail along.
John, said companion, IF you want
to get your fish home in good shape.
The only way to carry them in this sun
Is In a pail OF water They'll be half
baked before you can get them home If
you let the sun get Mt them
Mr. Ferson thought that good idea,
SO when the party started one carried
a two quart tin pail for the fish that
they expected to catch. Mr.. Forson
has never ceased congratulating him
self upon that precaution II it had
not been for that pail the wonder Of
Gteystone would have died before he
had chance TO exhibit the talents
which have made him famous.
The fishing was not good that day
Perhaps the suns fierce rays penetrated
into the limpid waters and caused the
fish to feel the same languor that
makes mankind loath to stir on very hot
days Perhaps the fishermen felt the
heat SO much that they did not angle
with their usual skill. However that
may be, when the men lay down under
j al. A.
not a single bite had rewarded their
repeated casting under the burning
sun. Continued efforts In the after
noon met with no better success, and
they were about to unjoint their poles
and go home when Mr. Persons line
Strengthened out The fisherman
hauled in black bass less than six
inches long but plump and vigorous. The
little fellow had, been hooked through
the nose, and did>not appear to be much
hurt.
Mr.. Forson took him off the hook
very gently. Then he filled the pail
with water and put the fish into it.
He shook himself for moment and
then darted about with great rapidity.
Having discovered the boundaries OF
his prison he took things more easily
and moved about gently and laziIy.
I'm keep him., said Mr. Forson,
thoughtfully and put him with the
carp. He ought TO get along pretty
we'll with them"
so the bass was carried to Greystone
and put into a pool Of clear water. A
lot Of palms and varied subtropical
plants grow upon petriiied logs piled
IN artistic confusion over the pool The
basin, which Is in one OF the green
houses, Is circular and about six feet
across. The water in it is usually about
two feet deep and is fed by pipes from
the same reservoir in which the bass
had lived before his capture. The pet
ritied logs, which came from north
western New York, look like big
chunks OF brown pumice stone. They
have been SO arranged that while they
throw deep shadows into the water
they do not prevent a free circulation
o. air The water is hidden by them
intplaces and only appears in the shane
OF little pools between the logs.
The greenhouse, in which the bass
found new home, is the center one Of
q number devoted to tropical and sub
tropical plants Enormous palms, ferns,
cactis and strange towering plants fill
every available space. The rays Of the
sun, which ind their way through the
glass roof over the basin, are trans
formed into many colors before they
reach the water, for there are colored
panes Of glass at that point. On the
hottest days the greenhouse is only
warm. and on the coldestthe tempera-
ture is comfortable There are no such
extremes Of heat and cold as the bass
was accustomed to in his former home
but he has thrived. neverthelesa
When he was first dropped into the
basin he found the water occupied w
three German carp and sunfsh. The
carp lasted only short time He must
have swallowed them whole, for not
even bone or tail could be found by
Mr. Forson when he came 10 look for
the unfortunates. The sunfsh snr.
ylyetis His sharp exterior bones have
thus far saved him. but the bass leads
him a sad life.
Fory some time after he BEGAN M
new Mfe the bass was yery shyy 4
mere glimpse Of his nose, peeping out
y the shadows cast by the logs, was
MI that could be seen. But Mr.. Forsou
was patient He had once trained some
Roidush 70 snap worms out OF his an
gers, and he did not despair Of conquer
ing the bass The latter showed 4 rrea
N deal Of intelligence. mixed with q spir,
q mischieyousness- After hia fear .