The Savannah morning news., 1904-03-06

ford is an angler for the love of the
sport, and writes for the delectation of
those who can see more in fishing
trip than that which pot or pan may
hold after the conclusion of it. AS the
true marksman would scorn to shoot
a sitting bird, so would the true an
gler scorn to employ dead-sure and
murderous means to the accomplish
ment of the taking of a high-spirited
fish. The market fishermen, caring
nothing for sentiment or the glory of
the fight. may employ whatsoever
means he will to capture his pounds
of fish; the true angler prefers to re-
turn empty handed from his outing
than to take unfair advantage of his
quarry. The coarse, "torturing killer
has Mr.. Bradford's unqualified con-
tempt. The man who uses dynamite
on fish he regards as little short of an
anarchist, and he who employs gill nets
at spawning time is a dangerous and
dishonest fellow" In short Mr.. Brad
ford is an angler for the love of it,
and one in whom Grover Cleveland
would find pleasure. In the main it is
quite easy to agree with his conclu-
sions. But on one point there is room
for difference. He is partial to fresh
water fishing, and apparently regards
the angler who must wet his line in salt
water or not at all with condescending
commiseration. The salt water angler,
he assumes, cannot enjoy that finesse
of the sport which sweet water fishing
affords. He has something left to live
for and to learn. Let him try his lures
on Tybee Knoll, in Green Island
Sound in Ossabaw, on st. GATHERINGS,
on the Georgia coast, and If the sheep
head, drum and bass do not change his
opinion as to the supposed coarseness
of salt water fishing, the writer will
offer him humble apologies.
A Little Traitor to the South. BY Cy-
rus Townsend Brady Muslin; gilt
top; rough edges; PIP. 257. New
York: The Macmillan Company.
The subtitle describes this as "a
wartime comedy, with a tragic inter-
lude.'' 1t is such, indeed, and charm
ing little story withal. The scene is
laid in romantic Charleston, at that
period of the great struggle between
the sections when the Federals were
trying to more effectually "bottle up
the devoted city, and the Confederates
were trying to raise the blockade by
the employment of a perfectly new en-
gine of warfare. the submarine tor
pedo boat. The Confederates had con-
structed the famous David" which
was to be hurled against the best
there was in the blockading squadron
the yankee" flagship On the flag
ship was the father of the heroine, a
Federal, while the Confederate officer
assigned to take out the David" on
that desperate adventure was the hero
and lover of the heroine. How she
contrived for the safety OF both father
and lover-mortal enemies, each for his
country--makes a pathetic and melo-
dramatic narrative. But she did con-
trive to that end, and was successful.
In the story we get a glimpse of the
big-heartedness of that great soldier,
Beauregard, to whose memory the
South owes lasting remembrance. The
illustrations in the book are, really,
more Charlestonian than the story
The reader who is familiar with the
famous old "cradle of rebellion" recog-
nizes in the pictures many well-known
spires, gateways, entrances, front ele-
vations and sundry details of archi-
lecture to be found duplicated nowhere
else in this country. Rev. Mr.. Brady
has written a Charleston story that is
more pleasing than Rev. Mr.. Roe's
earthquake narrative, and his illustra-
tor, A. D. Rain, has succeeded in
adding to it a recognizable local atmos-
phere that would have been largely
lacking except for the pictures.