The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1906-07-06


was standing on the end seat and lean
Ing as far as 1 could out over the wa
ter.
"Just then that confounded idiot.
Lambert, disregarding all the ethics
Of sport, attempted to make cast.
He was always awkward with the rod.
and this time he flung his line around
as though he was going to throw MS
bait over the bluffs. The hook caught
in the seat of my trousers, ana, bal
anced as L was. the fierce jerk he gave
1t sent me head over heels into the
boiling water"
THAT must have been fun for
the bass" said the red-headed man.
"Mebbe so. said the man from Chi-
cago. II didn't hear II laugh, but
when l got to the top again that
chump Lambert was layin' down in the
bottom OF his boat and kickin his
heels, completely overcome by his
emotion. Say. JIM he hollered, as
soon as he saw me emerge, cant you
catch fish without divin' after t2
II got about a gallon of water off
my chest and then / told him what
L thought OF his conduct In the choic-
est English at my command. but 1t
didn't feaze him, and for week that
fellow couldn't look straight at me
without breaking loose. BY that time
/ got around to where I could see the
joke myself and then he quit
Yes but what became OF the bass3"
inquired the hardware dealer from st.
Louis.
II don't know. l lost all interest In
him for a few minutes, and he hilted
out for the Missouri as fast as he could
CO. I found my pole and part of the
line about a mile down the river the
next day. but Mr.. Bass had severed his
connection. I'm going back after him
this summer but I'll fish all by my
lonesome"
THAT reminds me OF an experience l
had out at Catalina island last sum-
mer" said the passenger from Toledo.
after the cigars were relighted. You
know that's the place where people are
said to catch Jewish as big as Il Jersey
COW, with a ten-ounce rcd and SILK
line"
Yes. and II you don't believe 1t
they'll show you the pictures broke
in the redheaded man.
That's it." assented the man from
Toledo, "and IL was them very pictures
that sent me over to the island. l had
never caught anything bigger than
sun perch back in Ohio. but when busi-
ness took me out to Los Angeles last
summer 1 says to myself that now was
! my chance TO make them hsh liars In
Toledo ashamed of themselves, and I
| could just see myself standin' up ana
bein' photographed alongside of jew
| FISH that could swallow all they ever
| caught, and then look hungry.
J so, Just as soon as l could get
| through with my business, l hustled
| down TO San Pedro and steamed over
| to Catalina l was so worked up that
I didn't even get seasick. and as quick
as we landed l engaged a boat and b
| guide and started out TO catch my
| 3C0-pound fish. 1t had to be at least
! 800 pounds, l told the guide No min
| nows would satisfy me,
We'll, we pulled out around the
! island some four or five miles. and theI.
| my guide baited my hook and gave me
some offhand Information that l didn't
| hear | was sitting there, thinkins
| what a pretty color combination that
pale green Island made in that indigo
| blue sea-it's tho prettiest place, gem
| tlemen / ever saw-%hen, all OF sud-
| den, somethin grabbed my line and
struck off with 1t like It had forgotten
an engagement. The reel went around
SO fast 1t got red-hot. and when the
line was all out that thing kept on
| goin', nearly pullin' my arms out and
| drawin the boat along at about milo
a minute. Scared! / never WAS scared
so bad in my life, and my heart got
| tangled up In my vocal organs, so that
for minute or two 1 couldn't speak.
you've hooked a tuna said my
! guide Just as calm and unconcerned as
! if Il was a German carp.
"Tunal' l hollered as soon as could
swallow my heart. What the dickens
! is a tuna? ! don't want no tuna; l
want a jewish
"'Wen, you might as we'll hold on,
| anyhow tho guide said; and l did.
| Just about the time l thought we We're
soin' TO butt into the north pole. and
/ was figurin' whether 1t would be bet
ter to go back to my poor wife with
out my arms or In a pine box, that In.
| fernal Ash turned around and started
| back toward the boat like the old
| scratch a beatin' tanbark. l got down
| and said my Now | lay me- and went
to calculatin' on what chance I'd have
| OF bcntln' Jonah's record, for l was
sure a tuna must be some KIND OF
/ whale
"'Reel up, Reel up. or you'll lose
him. shouted the guide.
| II want to lose him. / answered, |
| didn't come out hero to catch no light
MIN express; all wants a nice gentle.
local freight with a dinky caboose.'
"Just then that blamed thing came
| out TO have a look at me. He leaped
clear up In the air. and I'll swear | saw
him wink at the guide. / thought he
was about forty feet long; but his ac-
| complice In The boat said he was not
over Ave.
well. after he had sized me up he
| went SlTdlHnl uO"u loI bpoul
iust to make a sounding, l suppose. and
then he started off eastward for Los
| Angeles, Gee, how that thing did run,
| We cut the water so fast that we left
a trail OF steam behind like tugboat
| and my arms were stretched until | was
certain l could turn up my trousers
| without stoopln'. But / held on.
wasn't hungry for fish. but that rod
cost me S3
after what seemed about an hour
on that tack. the tuna changed his
mind about goin TO town and struck
out fer the equator, just as though he
was late for u train or something OF
that sort.
play him. Play himl' hollered the
guide.
Play h-lr l answered He's
| playin' me. II anybody's gettln' any
fun out Of this, It's that varmlnt at the
| other end.
" But you'll lose him he walled, just
like he was really distressed.
LET him loso,' says. i don't care,
II he'll give mo back my rod. Any
| way' | saws this aln't your fish 7