The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1895-04-07

OF those swirling pools IS sufficient 10
friShteu the most experienced angler ne
secured a cedar pole from the brush some
fifteen or twenty feet long and sat down
10 await developments.
The Discontinue OF Boots.
Ills companion was now calling, a short
distance up the stream for something TO
eat. He came along presently, iaxiis
whipping the stream. and now and then
taking u brook trout from of the rinies-
Until he approached the emhankment and
pool he seemed 10 be as happy as clam
al high tide. bat seeing his hitherto clear
sailing interrupted by this abrupt wall or
glacial formation. - began 10 look about
in an uneasy mariner and 10 call Tor
Pants. who allowed him 10 exercise his
lungs for short time before answering.
Finally. upon being replied to- his eoun-
tenance lit up. and his appetite sharpen
ed al seeing Pants and lunch so close AZ
hand. OF course the first question was:
Where did you cross the river?'' Upon
being told. he looked In a dubious man
ner. first at Pants and then at the stream.
He then looked up stream, and remern-
hered the brush on the opposite side for
such long distance, then down at the
deep pool He plaintlveiy asked il the
water was over his boots and was In
formed that ii ne would walk on his tip
toes he could probably make 1t without
getting wet. He essayei 10 cross. boldly
waaing out into the stream. closely scrut-
mixing the bottom, but when he had pro-
ceeded a few feet the rapidity OF the cur
rent and the depth OF the water fright
ened him SO badly that he scrambled
back. declaring that Pants had not cross
ed that rapid without swimming. His
companion treasured him by telling him
that he had crossed all right, and all that
was necessary for him TO do was 20 get
un enough courage 80 get In the swim.
But the thought OF getting In over those
boots made him hesitate, and when he
was reminded OF the old proverb. He
who hesitates Is lost he sat down en-
phasizing certain epithets. as 10 his in
tention of not meeting ION that heauti-
full shore that bright July morning.
But the sight of that bottle of milk.
surrounded as IL was with that enticing
feast and the bantering last call for
dinner in the dining car" shook his firm
resolve. and with the courage OF lion
he rushed in, singing over the River. My
Darling" He made several strides be-
fore he struck the strong current and
the strong current struck those boots,
but when they both met in midstream
the contest was short, quick and decisive,
with the advantage decidedly in favor o.
the current. So much SO that 1t doubled
him up like jack-knife, rolled him over,
emu over emu. EntH ShEtdQ ilAiii Jul hi ZIG
surface and spun him around with the
ease. grace and rapidity OF circus
clown spinning a star-spangled barrel on
his feet The struggle was too one-sided
for Pants 10 keep out longer, so he
reached out with his pole. which happen
ed to have a fork on the end of it, and
aided by the centrifugal force which the
current had given to that conglomeration
OF arms boots tackle and clothing. he
sill CHI fra. a
revolving projection (which happened to
be the intersection of the south line OF
that Apollo-like form of Boots, when he
was headed for the north side OF the
river) that enabled him 10 pull his COM
t,anion out OF the rapid. much in the same
manner that a country lad pulls ''mollie
cotton-tail'' out of a hollow log with
forked stick. II was some time before
the half-drowned joker succeeded In dis.
posing of the surplus water in and about
his shivering anatomy, and the anti
shakes" which his companion carried In
the inner Starboard pocket of his coat
for Just such emergencies. When he had
recovered himself somewhat he reached
out his hand and congratulated Pants
upon being an angler of no mean ability.
Said he:
pants. I have seen YOU land the big
gest trout I ever saw hooked but never
expected to live TO see you. or any other
iirn-crow fisherman. take a sucker as big
as am out of water like that with bare
pole" f. Il. boAkMAN.