The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1901-12-01
HAD ITS FIGHT OFT.
The Boss Pfck erei Waited Cntn kimb.e
Went and Killed q Deer.

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Went and Killed . Deer.
LACKAwAxBN. Pa. Nov. so.--The biggest
pickerel I ever caught said Jack Kimble
Of Panpack, waited TO have it's fight out
with me while / went and killed one Of the
biggest doe deers I ever saw, although I
didn't want TO kill the doe. I had to.
1T was over on Big Pond. in Palmyra.
George Killam and l were fishing through
the Ice. One OF my tip-ups had tipped
with a vim that only a big fish could put
into a tip-up. and the minute i grabbed
the line and began to haul in ! knew the
boss pickerel was on the hook.
Big pickerel like that are apt not 20 stay
on the hook a great while, and II you want
to land EN- you don't want to give 'em
much time TO daily with the hook, and at
the same time you want TO be mighty care
ful how you hau 'em up from below and
out OF the hole in the ice. .
Il didn't give this fellow any more time
than i thou ght was necessary Tor him
TO get a good hold on the hook. and | was
hauling him up without any delay IN the
| hauling. | had got him where ] could see
him surging in the water and doing his
best TO get loose. and his jaws stood open
like an alligator's,
-Goshlmightyv said I. He's the daddy
OF 'em all
just then I heard something that I
hadn't expected to hear. but ! knew in
stantly what il was. II was the plaintive
bleat that a doe deer gives when in horror
or pain. ! forgot about the big pickerel
] dropped the line. and i went whizzing
back through the hole in the ice.
Il looked in the direction from which the
cry Of the deer had come, A quarter Of a
milo away. near the upper edge, OF the
pond. | saw the doe. She was a big one,
and was struggling on the ice with three
hounds, which had chased and captured
her.
Il started on a nun toward the deer.
hoping TO get TO her in time To rescue her
from the dogs and save her life. but al.
though | got there in very quick time, and
dubbed the dogs on OF the doe. they had
injured her 40 badly that | had TO kill her.
The season for legal killing OF deer was
over. but neither George killam nor | could
see any good reason why we should let
that nice fat lot OF venison. although we
had to kill IL against our will; lie there n
be feed for dogs. so we took II ourselves.
-Those internal dogs, said ] TO George,
have cost me the landing ~ the boss pick
erel Of Rig Pond for l hadn'tt the slightest
idea that the pickerel would stay on the
hook and wait 10 have the fight out with me.
Consequently. whom ! got back TO my
tip-up and saw Il still in the air, l was con-
siderahly surprised. but when I took hold
Of the line to haul IL up and got, q jerk that
almost pulled me into the hole. i could
hardly believe Il could Ire. A secon jerk,
though. woke me up.
-'George,' I hollerrd. blamed IL he hahn
waited for me"
Il took up the fight where ] had left il,
and by and By had the Did walloper out
on the ice. WHORE he tried his best TO get at
me and snap his Jaws on me-, until ! knocked
him in the head with an axe.
Now, To say a pickerel weighed nine
pounds may not seem very big, but in a
country where. II a fellow catches one that
weighs three pounds, he will walk ten miles
to tell about il. a ~nine~pounder is more than
a whopper. n that il what this one
that waited TO nave its fight out with me
until ] went and killed a deer weighed
nine pounds