The Indianapolis journal., 1895-08-18

returning to the trail. There we rested
and ate our lunch under shelter OF some
large trees. The Boy and one Of the Pitts
burgers were ready to return home, having
had no sport but all the experience they
wanted In one day. BY this time the rain
had stopped. and my remaining companion
and myself determined to fish the lower
portion OF the brook. Fallen trees were
piled ten feet high In some places and we
made slow. progress. but wherever there
was an accessible pool 1 managed to lure
a trout or two from Ii. until, by the time
my companion had become tagged out and
disheartened by fonsuccess. I had twenty
one ''speckled beauties TO show for my
work
Next day the trout fever had not abated,
and l started out again. this time with an
other Pittsburger who knew more about
selling coal than fishing. We took a trail
that led to the mouth OF the brook hoping
to find deeper holes and fewer fallen trees
and brush. We found more water, also
more trees. and after climbing over the
latter for two or three hours, my COM
panion grew hungry and we returned to
the hotel. The trout did not seem to be
hungry that morning, for 1 only secured
four. the largest Of which was less than
ten inches long
A BIG "SPECKLED BEAUTY"
The following morning. accompanied by
an official OF the Carnegie company who
had come north prepared to kill either
bears, squirrels. muskalonge. bass, pike.
perch or trout, / started out again. This
time we fished a new portion of the brook.
1t was even worse blocked with decaying
trees than the other portions. Most OF the
logs were covered with moss, and some
were so rotten they gave way when the
least weight was placed on them. In con-
sequence, we received number of tumbles
and several times narrowly escaped a SOUS
ing in the icy waters of the brook. In
one of the falls 1 sprained my left wrist,
but continued to fish until the pain became
so severe / was forced to surrender and
return to the hotel. We brought back
twenty-four trout. The longest measured
thirteen inches. and it had given me more
sport than any I had caught
Soon after l sprained my wrist / found
a pool about six feet wide and two feet
deep, with logs across both ends and over
hanging banks on the sides. I cast in my
baited hook and drew out seven-inch
fish. 1 put on more bait and cast again.
Before the hook touched the water some
thing darted from underneath the bank on
second the invisible silk-gut leader was
stretched taut and the short. flexible rod
was bent double. A big trout had come
out of its hiding place. swallowed the bait
and darted back Under the bank Fortu-
nately, the pool was fairly free of brush
and the roots by the edge of the bank were
small. There was little danger of losing
the fish If I could keep 1T from passing
the logs at each end of the pool. The trout
lay under the bank half minute. and then
made a dash for one Of the logs. /
checked its rush. and as the barb Of the
| hook sank into its jaws it started for the
| other log. The trout and / repeated our
| tactics for few minutes. Then, fearing
| the leader might give way under the strain.
1 steered the captive to part of the bank
| that was free from brush and quickly lift
| ed it out of the water 1t was big trout
| for the size of the brook, larger, the ma
tives said, than any that had been caught
in years. w. III. K.