The Pickens sentinel-journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1903-1906, 1905-04-05
ZEKE'S GOT IT AGAIN.
Taken With "Spring Fever
and Not Energy Enough
to Ward it off.
IT'S A CHRONIC CASE
While in This Condition our Friends are
Asked to Help Take Care Of Him
if They Run Across Him.

During this beautiful weather |
have developed first. class case of
Spring fever, something my friends
claim is chronic in my case, and
simply another name for laziness
BE that as it may, it is the time Of
the year when l long t. throw aside
the cares of business, with It's hum.
drum duties, get away from the
hurly burly of the town and off TO
the woods, lakes and forest streams,
where far from the busy haunts Of
man, with no one to 6''ss me, I can
be as lazy as [ please, commune
with nature while in her happiest
mood, loaf around all day and 60
aishing.
Many Of the disciples of Isaac
Walton" prefer to 90 deep into the
heart OF the forest and with one or
two boon companions and camping
outfit live half savage life, cook
their own grub, cast tho fly for the
finny denizens of the mountain
streams and call it sport; but to
me it is too much like work.
I would rather lounge on the
mossY bank, with my back against
All oak tree and after impalipg the
wiggling worm on the book, spit On
bait and watch the bob. 1t is bet.
ter adapted to my constitution and
feeling.
There is too much familiarity
about camp life to suit me. 1t
makes too many. strange bed fell
lows. I never had any desire to
associate too closely with rod bugs,
jiggers and other creeping things of
earth, and therefore I can't sleep as
we'll on the bosom of old mother
earth or on the soft side Of the
hemlock bough, as I can on the
mattress or feather bed. They
may talk of the soothing qualities
of the voices of the night, and of
natures lullabys, Of tho signing oi
the breezes in the tree tops. and the
patter Of the rain drops on the fly
of the tent, all they please, but !
don't want any little rivulets OF
dirty water forcing its way between
the shirt collar and the anatomy in
mine. 1t don't agroe with my
nervous system.
Again, I have made it a rule
through life never to wander &C
far away that can It get back three
times day to the women folks an6
the cook room.
I would rather chance the mys
tories Of boarding house hash thar
catterpillars in u frying pan O.
half cooked fish, or .catterwaller
in the soggy biscuits. 1t may b'
that L am cranky about thes
little things, but somehow thes
little things in my food make nj
feel little squirmish and affects
my appetite.
My frionds say am "too lazy tt
go fishing" but somehow I alway
considered fishing as lazy man
job. I rather enjoy deep waite
fishing, if the sun ia not too hot ant
the other fellow pulls the boat
When I go on the lake 1 Away
want willing companion with me
one who is willing to pull the boat
for / am willing that he should, g.
We never Disagree.
believe [ would go fishing to
day if it was not SO much troubl
to dig the bait.
Speaking OF bait, there are man
differeut kinds of bait, and man,
different ways of toting it. Som
have painted bait boxes, other
uso old tomato cans or sardin
boxes, but the majority Of my fish
erman acquantances carry it in th
hip pocket or the inside pocket {
the coat. For these follows it gen
orally requires from q pint to
gallon, owing to the luck of th
fisherman.
After reconsideripI the matter
don't know as | care to 90 fishing
this sprung fever makes mo want
get ontof town and Loaf awhile.