The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1906-03-11
HOW A BEAR WAS HOOKED
Fisherman Bags Mr.. 8ruin With a Rod and
Line.

Owing to the heartless meddling of
| more or less rantankerous friends both
UP and down the river the melancholy
days had come to various brethren
whose impress on the receptive plush
of the Amen Corners davenports was
ever Synonymous with cheerfulness
and Interchange Of salutation with
| Jimmy Gray. The erstwhile warm,
red glow of that resilient upholstery
had therefore had much of the brown
| and sere suggestion in it of late, and
! perhaps it was for the purpose of
| coaxing sweet forgetfulness to sit
| awhile among them that DR.. Girdner
| threw his never unreluctant spirit into
| the telling of a salt sea tale wherein
| swordfsh OF fierce mien and gigantic
;, bulk figured so thrillingly that the
tale lacked nothing IN completeness
save the affidavit.
If that was DR., Girdner's purpose it
was kind in him, although it is small
| task for him to think UP tales of
swordfish and tempestuOus Staying of
| them. But what purpose in view had
| Col. Jim Jones. persistent son Of Old
Steuben, that he turned recollection
loose over the throng on which pes
simism already held remorseiess
clutch? stroking his prehistoric
beard. he opened up thus:
The most ncomnlimentary silence
I ever came in contact with followed
the telling, one time, of fish story
which although it, too, was able, had
also qualities which were surprising"
Whatever Col. jim Jones's purpose
T)r- intHinPG his
anna bility. but Ed Gilmore Of the
Academy. rousins from bordering his
fond determination TO elevate the
drama even if it involved putting his
chorus girls on stills, mace signifi- !
cant utterance that he had heard of |
folks being handed a good, stiff one I;
in the jaw for dropping hints with |
much less body to EN- than that.
But Col Jones, unmindful of the
Gilmorian jolt, continued with his pur- !
pose.
This was in the Pennsylvania
hemlock belt" said he the chief |
boast and pride of which realm of bob
cats and hears is that il comes no to J
and touches the hem of stored Old
Steuben. It came to pass in a hem
lock belt tavern. one time, where |
robust and lusty natives ever agrees
sive and glib of tongue. were putting
their recolIections to the test in the
wav of backWoods exploits, personal
and otherwise. During a restful luli
in the proceedings man who was Il
stranger among them spoke up in a
strong and determined voice and said:
81 had an uncle once who knew a
man that caught a bear with a trout
hook, a silk line, and six ounce rod
The hush that thereupon instan-
to- f~TT .
been dispiriting to me If ] had made
the remark that caused it, but the man
who did stand sponsor for it simply
spoke uD with a stronger voice than
before. and said:
That's what I said! He caught the
bear on trout hook, the man my
uncle knew did, and not only caught it,
but landed it! And the man who
landed that bear was Phineas Kipp.
He did it down on the T'uppen-
fender Run, in the Passadanky coun-
try. He was fishing in a rocky basin
of the run, -wenty feet wide, with a
low sloping shore on the opposite side,
and the water pounding into it with a
plunge over a wall of rock twenty-five
feet high. up 1T the head OF il boiling
and foaming just as any water had q
right to boil and foam after such
tumble as that.
9 Just how deep that pool was
don't know, for n.y. uncle never told
me, but it must have been awful deep,
or the man my uncle knew cOuldn
have landed that bear the way ne did.
" 'Phineas Kipp knew that pool was
the boss place fors big trout, and that
is why he was there. He had n six
ounce rod and a silk line TIC match.
The trout bit so fast he couldn't take
time to put 'em in his basket as ne
took EN- off his hook, so he just chuck
ed EN- back of him on the bank.
He had chucked maybe dozen
old slammers back, when he jerked
trout out OF the water that happened
to be a little fellow. and the force of
the rod sent il sailing back behind him, |
still on the hook. Phineas followed it
with his eyes as it sailed, and what did
he see but whopping big bear sitting /
there on its launches, its mouth wide
open. waiting for the trout TO drop
into il,
Phireas Kipp's mouth flew open {
almost rs wide as the bears was and {
into the hears mouth and the bear {
closed upon Il
The next second Phinea~ vas mad.
for he saw that the bear hadn't been /
loing thing hut sitting there and 7
eatchine on the Av every one Of those :
pig trout he had been chucking back, {
Yes. sir. The bear hadn't nufed a
single one. Not one.
% Well continued this nephew of
he man who knew Phineas Kipp t
when the bear saw that Phineas had .
discovered its little game it just sat
stlll. holding the last trout in its I