The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1904-08-05

They had all heard great stories of
greater trout taken from Howe's pool,
pond formed by the widening of a
little stream which partially drained
the range of Hills near Phillips ranch,
then a half-days ride from Seattle.
| Morse, now 81 mining monarch, was
| merely prospector in those days, and
one Sunday evening he and Milman,
the city attorney, and Barnes, the
general storeSeeper, were sitting in
the little hotel Office, discussing pro-
posed outing Of couple of days, when
in came the fourth of their coterie, the
rotund and genial Biller, putting and
blowing, but with citation in his eyes.
Boys" he exclaimed, II have the
idea of ifeime-and inspiration of
genius! Let, spent our Friday and
Saturday at Kowes Pool, fishing"
Biller's suggestion was hailed with
acclaim and unanimously adopted
without the formality of vote. The
few days intervening before their de-
parture were filled with fish talk and
active preparation, and. those unac-
quainted with the destination of the
party might have thought it was going
around the world. Thursday evening
found them in Phillips rough but cosy
sitting room, talking over the antici.
pated sport of the morrow. Every
thing so far had gone according to
schedule, the only deviations from the
program having been made by Morse,
who surreptitiously slipped into one of
his many pockets two long-fused dyna-
mite "U. v. Waterproof" cartridges
from the mine house, and Tips, Bill
ler's water spaniel, who at the last
moment insisted upon accompanying
his master.
A deliciously exhilarating morning
found the anglers and their host en-
crossed in eDdeavors to lure from it's
dark depths the famous denizens Of
Howe's Pool, but the day slipped by
without even single strike" Phil
lips alphabetically admitted that the |
fishing was poor-'the day bit too
bright" and one or two other condi-
tons not just perfect-to which his
guests deferentially agreed, but with
repressed displeasure. When the Sec
ond day had almost passed with no
better results, everybody was cross,
even Tips refusing to indulge in the
amusement of barking and
hunting shore birds.
1t was then that Morse resolved up
on the heroic measure for which he
had come prepared. Assembling his
fellow-followers of old Izaak, he eau
tiously preached his scheme for maxi
ing sure Of some fish-if there were
any In the pool-even If they wouldn't
bite. its awful illegality-and perhaps
the presence of the city attorney
brought forth volley of objections,
but eventually the thought of return
ing with overlooking creels, to turn
the jeers Of a scoffing crowd to envy
and admiration, overcame the scruples
If the most conservative.
Acting under Morses instructions,
Ill retired from the banks of the pool
20 positions from which they could
Just see its surface. A moment later
| ''long-timed" dynamite cartridge flew
rom his hand and, describing a grace
'ul parabola, splashed fairly into the
center of the pond, where 1t floated,
'ocking gently upon the widening cir
lies of ripples it had caused
But while the fishermen watched
With indrawn breath, they heard an
,ther and louder splash. It was Tips,
aithful to the instincts of long line