The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1898-07-14
GOES FISHING
Men. Women and Children Join
in the Sport -.s
THEY CATCH FISH, TOO
When Good Brother McAllister Gets
After Them. the Fish Simply Fly
Out OF Water and volun-
tariiy Flop Into His Basket.

MisSoula, July tine man VINO docs
o go fishing these days is not in the
push. He is a back number. He is
not in II at any mark of the road. He
might as well admit that he is out of
the race at the beginning and wait for
the fashion to change. For fishing is
the sport that has Missoula crazy just
at present. Men go fishing: women go
fishing; boys go n so do girls. They
go afoot; they go in drags; they RID
horseback: they take camping wagons;
they ride awheel-but they all go. II
is any way to get there. N II Is not
far to go. The hot weather has made
splendid fishing in the smaller streams.
The rivers are still a little too high
for good sport. but two or three weeks
! will find the Bitter Root the very best
fishing in this neck of h woods. At
present Lou Lou, Grant creek and the
Rattlesnake are being pretty thor
oughly fshed. and they are all yielding
some fine trout. Those caught I'm the
Lou Lou are small, the tie drive having
evidently affected the fishing in this
stream. In the Rattlesnake some big
ones are being taken this year. Grant
creek yields all kinds. Those who have
the time to spare find splendid fishing
in the ST. Regis n bring home some
fine strings. The dealers in fishing
tackle and flies are reaping a harvest
that makes the coal and ice men, the
plumbers and the insurance men. all
ashamed of themselves The fishing
season is on. and it is on plenty.
The most persistent fisher is the small
boy on the wheel. He throws a basket
over his shoulder. straps his rod to his
bicycle. puts a lunch into the basket
and sticks his hat band full of flies
I'D atnRfa AaN IIA fa aAaannll annn
soon after sunrise. pedaling along as IL
he feared that some of the day would
get away from him. He disappears
down the "a and does not show up
again till after sunset. He wheels up
the oad more slowly than he went
down. but there is a satisfied express
sion upon his face that indicates that
he had good luck. and no one can see
him coming home and not feel a bit
envious of the lad. He ~ets out into
the country whenever he can, and that
is often. He never seems to have bad
luck. The trout will always take his
flies.
Rev. J.. j. McAllister. 1.-The fishing
parson.' has had his usual good luck
this spring. He brings in from his IA
vorite hooks in the Bitter Root some of
the finest fish that come to his place.
There is great curiosity as to what
kim of bait he uses and what in
fluence he exercises over the fish. No
one seems able to find out. although
he never fails to answer all inquiries-if
they are made for weekday fishing.
A Sunday fisherman approached him
last Saturday night for tips on fishing
the next day. The seeker after infor-
nation did not find out what he wanted
to know. The parson said that he
didn't know what kind of flies the trout
take on Sunday. He had never tried It.
But when Monday comes. he is as wise
as old Isaak Walton himself.
DIR. Rockman was one of the FORUM
ate fishermen this week. HI did not
bring i'm many, but i'm the lot was one
that weighed nearly three pounds. II
was a beauty, and anybody who fishes
Will tell o that he would rather Ian
n OF these big fellows i'm a day than
To catch a hundre little ones. The
doctor was justly proud of his catch
and gave a dinner party in honor of it.
There are some people who can catch
fish in places where the ordinary angler
will not get a rise. There is an old
woman who sits IN the bank of the
river beside the old mill at the end of
the big bridge. She casts her line into
the clear water where the waste from
the mill runs into the river and she
always catches some fish. Others try
II and are not successful. "Roly Boly,"
the old woman is nicknamed. She
smokes a cob pipe and sits on a box.
oblivious of all around her, but she
catches fish.
Some who try to fish ought TO take
lessons before they start. One party
was taken out to Grant creek the
other morning and left there to fish.
The party had all of the best flies and
reels and rods that their friends could
get for them and axnppfa1 IN bi- oo,.l
When the team went after them AT
night, they had not caught a fish. They
SAID that there were no fish in the
stream. The driver who brought them
In thought at first hat they must be
right, but when he happened to look
al thelr poles and tackle, he found that
each OF them had tied a pebble to his
leader, TO act as a sinker, and then
had wondered why the trout did not
take his flies. They had been trained