The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-04-18

der, says Lem, = this r. n. nice mess-no bait,
Lets Iqnor up ond 90 nome a,,,..
IN liquor G; si Up and Ii is ssay In T FSal y poo, T q sai / o %i trS Sn:
and they're hungry enough TO bite a splke.,.
Vel, but what ye going to do for baitr
whats tho color of your undOrshirt = saysI.
Yes, says he. II it'll help catch any trout.
a that we cut of n piece OF one. Of his flannel
o nnf ef ,Ss s sIesyes 1 and cut ,so some prs1o little a,t patches az hes
Just stood there and, skittcred 'Om lightly. over
rriSo and q snap ySS at my hook, tho De'S fisS we're oS% SO
hungry For about an hour we keIt the fish
flannel rags before they stopped biting. Yes,
sir. thirty.two, fish that weighed over fifty
After a somewhat prolonged halt on Mr.. Bald.
how large q trout tho old urn had caught.
hero as they say they do down in Maine, but I'yS
nstho proper bait anil sure. too, in themtimes,
I've taken nfty-one trout in q forenoon out OF tho
Shepaue River with nothing but worms. The
1ut didn't get It on tho rod. I caught y
through tho leo on Bantam Lake on a pickorol
"Didn't ,oil YOU my yellow frog story That
was something ont OF the usual. My place is
lily for about 100 years. In 1889 my. father put
a trout in tho spring out back OF the barn. This
spring is quite large and deep, and the weter
runs cold and clear winter and summer. We
children named the trout Tommy and played
With 1t for years It was so tame that l. would
could never persuade Tommy 70 o" have Uas any other
sTsq nut 4 s sh' IL spTTl o%m 1HT S SS%i5Ga sSt 'a sE5 u Ss fast as
m n9 Pm R day S Sl9rs R n the eighties MSon c ! was . fishing :
took II home with me. You don't see a real yell
low frog very often. I caughtit with my land.
Tom kept that frog a,Iumpins for a long time
before becoming anyway, reconciled to 1t, al,
toSSka H"S at l t%stt I l thought 70 81 they Sn d fi't but TIT It
seems they didn't. for the frog was simply wait
!!ss for e. a S SsSns 3, t. tbs get s,S at a the ts9u and + io %S1 bn on
spell. That year. for the first time in my
i issi , | ssw WAS our o5,v s I Ij1,Y. , dry .t dSTn o. 70 ra lSw
had to 60 to work and bury itself down in tho
wanted. It 4 hoped On to Toms head and stuck
there and scratched the trouts eyes out When
l m sSaHa nat ahf I f Smashed ts wd' ga fESsp geio It's i fass against ! Tas SO @
stone wall. Well. sir. Tom we know was over
atty years old: and yet he weighed only two
"How about swearing. Mr.. baldwin, Do you
This question was the one tho young angler had
been most DESTROYS Of putting during the whole
Patience and ingenuity are the things, as ]
said before. There's Peleg Marsh. another Of
my neiRhbOrs. He cusses and swearS Ike a pi
rate, the worst of anybody I ever saw. and al.
though In not much on superstition. Ideclare he
doesn't catch fish. He's got a good trout brook
on his place and In ono hole under a stone bridge
a twopound red-bellied trout, as handsome as a
picture, had been hanging about for a year
or more. Peleg and I both spent some time try
ing to catch It, but the trout wouldn't touch q
thing. All 1t seemed to want was to lie still
Finally Poleg got thoroughly mad. and he says
they shan't nobody else. you - son Of a sea
cook!' Peleg has been a sailor. you know. and
as he said this he threw a big stone at the trou,
and we saw no more of it then. But made uI
my mind to got that trout. and two days later
/ got up at 1 o'clock in the morning and
went and dropped a worm down under thai
bite very early in the morning and just aftei
nightfall. but won't look at a bait or anything
else in the middle Of the day. Well, sir. thai
worm hadn't been down five minutes before tn,
red belly had snapped 1t and / was swinging tn,
flsh out on dry land. I didn't dare to tell Pelef
for fear he'd fly to pieces, and SO on"