The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-05-29

We meet Piscator barefoot boy with his fishing rod of skinned cedar dropping his line in Virginia streams. If he had been an Alabama boy that rod would have been long, slim cane cut from the nearby swamp, but the spirit Of the angler would have been the same in Vir- ginia and in Alabama.
 He comes, does Piscator, upon an old negro fishing on the bank, he saw "Unclet yank his pole as the cork bobbed and up came a mighty fish-so It seemed to Piscator.
 That fish decided the fate of Piscator, in vacation times. The sight of that first got fin his blood"
 But one night when the song sparrow was singing, the salmon leaping to the fly, the moon shining on the river, the bank shadowed by the spruces Piscator met a stranger fate. He met the Peri. The ePri had an Anglo-maniac father. Piscator set straight to work toFearn for himself a father-in-law of congenlal tastes. How Piscator, who had dis carded good guide out of bravaGo (when a man Is a lover he is never too old to ''show off'O fshed all day for two quarter -pounders, how he brought them through many difficulties to give them to a lady. and instead fed them to the cat.--how he was paying long years later that debt to the lady is charming read ing
 Piscator needed no guide to show him how to follow the Peri to Mount Desert and there came to him piece of Fisher mans Luck that nearly lost him the lady, but he had gotten something to re- member.
 Even a stolen kiss, however. could not wholly win Piscator from his first love. Hear him as he tells of the catch of the twenty odd pound salmon.
 "There was a volcanic upheaval of the quiet water; high into the air came yard of gleaming silver. alive and fight ing mad in every inch of its curving bow. The reel set up a scream as he touched surface again. and the next thing Pisea- tor knew he was over the banks and up to his armpits in the river-the strain of the great eighteen foot grenheart was ton much, even for the wild thing at the other end. One great dorsa1 fin ripped the surface as the fish left the pool, took the swift water at single dash, and made for the deep hole beyond. It was clearly case of sprinting so off he set at full speed after the runaway-the fish jumped twice more and fought savagely for awhile, yet in fifteen minutes Plscator saw that victory was in his grasp"
 And the Peri had come across the fields and was there to see the monster landed
 Had ever fisherman better luck? But the Peri was away again with never a clue left to be followed Yet Piscator followed. fishing as he went.
 To Baskahegan, to Moluncus, Matta- wounskeag and Passadeunskeag. to napsakasassonagrog surely that was far enough to seek even a Peri!
 Then to Belgrade. The fishing was good there and Miss Davies was there. An, the Peri should not have flown so fast or should have left some broken twigs to mark her way.
 A glimpse of the Perfs face in a swiftly running car. however. came just in time to tear him from Meis Donea and set him on the search again.
 On the shore of Little Basin he found her. and she stopped in her flight just long enough to ask: Who was the girl on the platform at Belgrade with you3
 Then farther back to Nature go the girl and the Anglo maniac father.
 It is time now for the Peri to hunt up Somebody to remember that he was , going to Newfoundland for vacation and into camp goes the Peri.
 There one evening by the camp fire Someone comes suddenly out of the fir forest and murmurs: Good evening, and Piscator has again appeared in search of a father-in-law of congenial tastes.
 Then back to civilization and happi- ness long deferred
 And so it came about that years af- terward Piscator sent his son to pay the debt of two trout to the lady to