The Washington times., 1906-02-11

said they would esteem a few para
graphs from Mr.. Fligg, and that
truthful citizen proceeded az fol-
lows:
One time ! was shore unfortunate
to overtake a Tattiesnake coming to-
ward me in the road He was
Hold on a minute. broke IN the
major Didn't you meet the shaker
How could. you overtake anything
coming toward you2"
Easy enough. replied Mr. Fligg.
If a object is pInted one way and
going another il can be did As /
said. overlook the snake coming
my way. He had swallered a live
bullfrog, head first, and the frog, be-
ing powerful and likewise sOt on
freedom, had kicked bis hind legs
through the ribs Of the snake. The
best of him was inside. n that
frightful situation the bullfTOg took
10 jumping blind. and. as his head
was pinted to the snakes tail, he
carried the reptile along backwards.
/ reckon that frog cleared twenty
feet per jump fat. down the middle
of the road, and the snake had his
taif in the air, rafting for the right
of way. Sounded fierce. let me tell
YOU
On each side of the road was 4
ditch full of water The instinks of
the frog was hunching him TO jump
into the ditch, dTOwDd the snake and
back out into the sunshine some
more. The rattIer was shore onto
=
steer the frog away from the water.
Sweat was rolling in streams down
the snakes face. and such a pleading
look stood in his eyes. II seemed to
say: oh, Mister, please let me alOOse
and turn me go But I shore was up
against it. What could I do, feeling
sorry for EN- both2 ! couldn't kill
the frog without breaking the
snakes back. and II was impossible
TO turn the frog 90 without murder
ing the snake I couldn't be no as
sassin with that pleading look on the
sWeaty face. So / just passed on and
let the frog jump and the snake rat
tie for a clear track How they come
out in the end l never did know.
Anyhow. I'm glad ] didn't see the
the face of that snake haunts me
yit"
THAT viii be about all the frogs
for this morning" said the major.
You win"
We'll. I've seen d few strange
sights in my time" Mr.. FIigg mod
estly responded. but / only speaks
about 'em among experts II riles
me to have people think I'm lying
Having Wedged himself into the
clinic. Mr.. Fligg got bold and launch
ed still deeper into expert testimony.
Speaking of live bait. / shore did
used 10 slay the black bass. You
all know how the live minner rethers
some fish MINERS is the thing.
Most all kinds take the minner, but
the big Old bass is edicated. He
wants 10 know about the hook. the
line and the sinker and the man at
the end of the pole, waiting to jerk
his mouth loose. Many's the time
I've sot and watched a bass in lear
water rub his nose on the minner
and then turn round and swat it
with his tail That conduct does riIe
me plenty. But one time I thought
out a idea
rs it anything like Percy. the
trained flying fish ?" the major wanted
to know
Not exactly" said Mr.. Fiigg, "ex-
cept that my intellect was used.
got half-gallOn glass fruit jar, fill-
ed it with water and live miners
and hung the whole business over
the bank from the end of a pole.
The Jar rested about a yard below
the surface. and the glass was just
the color of water. Very deceiving
IT was. I hid behind a stump. with
my long-handied scoop net, and
waited. In a minute or two bass
come moseying along. looking for
Yictuals He seen the bunch Of live
minners wiggling in the jar. and it
shore looked good TO him The bass
plunged at the jar. hit the point Of
his chin regular Jack O'Brien
punch and went groggy on the spot.
The blow on the chin knocked the
bass plumb silly. He foated to the
top and spun round Oh one gill. quite
dizzy like. till | dipped him up with
the scoop net"
I suppose you sat there and
scoOped up a wagonload of knocked
out fish said the major
No. not that day I was doing
fine, though, til a sort of Joe Grim
bass come along. Must have had an
iron jaw. | couldn't knock him out.
nohow. Time after time he backed
off and rammed his chin agin the
glass jar, but Joe didn't jolt him
self serious. He shore had t. min
ners shook up, and the fuss and
racket and bubbles kept the easy
marks away. ! couldn't get another
bass while Joe Grim was in the ring.
When / quit for that day, Joe's nose
was busted and Che eye was closed,
but he kept banging away at the
Jar.
Game bass, all right. and a pig
for punishment. Next time I'll take
a special jar of dynamite for joe"
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