The Billings gazette. [volume] (Billings, Mont.) 1896-1919, 1903-10-13
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AUTUMN DAYS
NATURE BEAUTIFUL AND BIG
TROUT HUNGRY.
ARE SORRY BUT NOT SORE
How Billings People Regard Award
to Yellowstone County at
State Fair.

/Tfe Good Old Summer Time" may
b0Fall right and fascinating to the
dmorous swain walking iE shady deIls
with his tootsy wootsy's land in
his'n, but it is too suggestive OF mos
quitos, ants and bugs and other dis
comforts and annoyances to make it
pleasing to any one except a lover.
The autumn days are the grandest
and best. 1t is then that nature is
her loveliest and shows beauties un-
known to the summer with it's ag-
gressive green and glaring SUM- How
peaceful and calm are the woods and
how sweet the song the winds sing
as they hurry through semi-naked
boughs and across the rolling prairie
The murmur of the brook is subdued,
as though attuned to the delicate COL
oring OF the landscape and the birds
that still remain are garbed in colors
harmonious to their surroundings. The
water in the river runs clear and cold
and the noise made by the dash and
tumble over rapids and falls is as
melodlOus as the most touching
strains that ever welled from the
grandest organ constructed by human
hands. And don't the trout bite! The
big fellows who have been as dainty
AID capricious Of appetite all summer
as the most sated gourmets are not
above investigating the morsel thrown
to them by the angler and to them the
brown hackle and the coachman look
good enough to eat, while the governor
is simply irresistible. Throw your
fly where the water eddies and whirls,
where you know the bottom is far
down, and you'll be repaid, for they
are there and they're hungry You
may not catch as many as you did
earlier in the season, but they are
bigger and your creel will soon be as
heavy as you care to tote about. The
fall beats the summer, and beats it
badly. If you are in doubt and not
too lazy to undertake a days tramp,
just get your tackle and go a short
distance up the Yellowstone. The re-
suits will make you convert to au-
tumnal beauty.
Among those who attended the
meeting of the Big Ditch company
was Colonel j. T. Sanford, the gentle
man who has life tenure on the
mayoralty of Laurel. He had a story
to tell on one of his neighbors, j. w.
CoOmbs, who was in town last week.
The trip was fraught with adventure.
Mr.. COOmbs had finished his ''tradin' ;"
and was prepared to resume the
homeward journey, when his team,
never known to do such thing be-
fore, undertook to show the city nags
the speed that alfalfa and oats can
produce. 1t was lovely run they
made, but an expensive one to their
owner. Groceries and dry goods were
scattered in manner that was sim
ply awful because of it's recklessness
and the temptation to sundry persons
to lay in cheap supply of both was
too strong to be resisted. The result
was that after the team had been
rounded up Mr.. Coombs had to do his
buying all over again. This did not
end his troubles. After he reached
home he failed to put his wagon in
it's accustomed place under the shed,
and during the night Old Boreas
came sailing by in his chariot and
hitched onto it, but forgot to return
the next morning considerable dis
tance from where it's owner had left
it and before it could be. used again
had to receive surgical attention from
the village blacksmith.
"All the cattlemen of the state are
not pressed for ready money and don't
have to sell for whatever the high
toned gentlemen at Chicago may wish
to pay for their stock" This from
Frank. Anderson, a northern Montana
man, who was in the city yesterday
up our way there are number of
outfits that have decided to hang on
La little while longer. maybe all win.