Sistersville daily oil review. [volume] (Sistersville, W. Va.) 1902-1905, 1903-08-01
P|CKERn At 4 WEDDING
The Justice Insisted on Land
ing His Big Fish.
THEN HE TIED THE KNOT
Comedy as Well as Tragedy Is Eternal
All Over the WorId-Story OF the
Justice of the Peace-Alt Ends
Well.

| Tl6r6 Is always SOmelulHS W ooo' w
hear, or to learn, wherever you go.
The eternal tragedy, the eternal COM
edy, go all over the world. Yesterday
Art showed me farmhouse, where
few months ago a disconnected soul
| killed his wife and himself, shooting
his wife while she held a three
months old baby in her arms. I'VE
were going to lynch him then" said
Art artlessly, 'but as 1 rode through
the edge of the wood back Of the house
I saw him lying there looking at US.
He was dead. He had shot himself
three times. Nervy, wasn't he?
! Again, as we rode on, he showed me
a little house by the roadside. "Old
woman lives there, eighty-fve years
old" said he. 'The town keeps her.
Her husband died while ago, and
she can't run the farm. She used to
be an English noblewoman years ago,
and she ran away with the coachman
and came to America. They lived here
a long while | guess she was an Eng
lish noblewoman all right, too, for
once in a while she comes down to
town and gets a pint Of alcohol, and
| she drinks it straight, and never bats
an eye"
But, as was going to say, l saw an
| odd-looking fly in Arts collection, a
combination of squirrel hackle and
apparently quill and silk body Art
said that fly was very good one,
very hard to wear out and very use
full on the local streams. The fellow
that makes them lives here" said he.
His names Hubbell. He's the JUS
| tice Of the Peace" / somehow liked
the sound of Hubbell, j. p, and pres
emily looked into the matter. The
room of Il. w. Hubbell, Justice of the
Peace, is more angling shop than JUS
tice shop, and here l learned how
these very killing local flies are made,
| having a long talk over these and
kindred subjects.
~ find that early in the spring this
white silk grub l tie. with a bit OF
worm on the end. will kill trout be-
| fore they will rise to the fly. My first
| fly Is the black gnat-but you see tie
1t different from any black gnat you
ever saw. The next is what l call my
Morning Belle, squirrel hackle and
green body, and so. Then I make
mosquito, with gray body, and here's
a grasshopper with yellow and brown
body and gray squirrel hackles-I
never use any feathers in any of my
fy.tying. I'm proud Of my grasshop-
pers. You don't have to chase EN-,
and they don't come off. They're bet
ter than the real thing.
| "Fishing?" said the justice, tiping
back judciously. We'll, it's more i'm
portant than anything else, some
times if not all the time. But there's
some folks who don't seem to under
stand that. Now, not long ago l had
young fellow and girl up before me.
They'd been engaged, but had falling
out, and / guess the fellow was going
to leave the girl because she changed
her mind | knew the pickerel were
biting out here in the mill pond, and it
was time to be out, so heard the case
fast as I could, fined the young fellow,
sent 'em all out, and went fishing In
less'n n hour l heard some one holler-
in, and saw a fellow motioning, over
the bank. 1t was the town marshal.
l didn't pay any attention to him, for
| ~ 70 HiCfI hut
bimeby he motioned so hard I started
over towards him, and just as 1 did
got a bite, and hooked big pickerel.
At last heard what the town marshal
wanted. Say" says he, them folks
wants to git married"
well why don't they, then?
says I.
but they want you to do it, says
he. Wouldn't that cramp you? Here
I'd just fined him, and now l was
busy.
"'There amt no hurry about that
said l. l thought maybe she'd change
her mind again. All this time that
pickerel was just chargin' round, and
|
Of the weeds.
"'They can't wait" hollers the town
marshal. That made me mad. Couldn't
wait. Here Id just fined the man,
You go on back an tell 'em they got
to wait" says to the town marshal.
I'm busy, and allow it's sight more
! important for me to get this pickerel
n it is for them to get married. So
1 went right on and played my fish,
and at last I got him in the boat. He
was beauty. Then went on in and
married 'em, but not before. 1 want
to tell you. Some folks are just natur-
| ally unreasonable" - Forest and
Stream.
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