Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-05-22
FISHERMEN WERE LOST
Four of ihe Barlow Brothers
 Attaches Fave 8 Night oi Y.

Two fishermen fished for hours and two fishermen rowed for hours, while bait of various kinds and natures was used promiscuously and to-day if you want to hear good fish story, all you will have to do is to consult s. Ches- ter Jones, secretary of the Barlow concern, and Harry Grout, one of the employees. But before the consulta- tion 1t would be just as well to take out life insurance policy, for the above named gentlemen proved more adept rowers than they did fishers. In fact they might have been rowing yet had not the lusty lungs of Ollie Barlow and Charley Cleveland been used to good advantage. But to the story as related by some night-haWks, whose slumbers were disturbed by the continued dip of the oars and the shrill cries for help emanating from the Jones and Grout roWboat.
 Last night. was dark, unusually dark, but it was just such night as bullheads would bite. Out to Hitch cocks pond as the darkening shadows began to fall rode the four above mentioned champions of the hook and line. Two boats were. pressed into service, Messrs Jones and Grout oc- cupying one and Messrs Barlow and Cleveland the other. Their objective point was the dam and it is more than probable that the word dam was used several times, before the evening was over, but not in the sense above used. The Jones' -Grout boat possessed a lan- tern and naturally it was lighted. Out into the dark rode the second boat with only the fishermen's in- stinct to guide the occupants. They made the dam all right, they fished to their hearts content, they used the bait very generously and when they had satisfied their appetites for fish and other things, they began to think of their friends, Jones and GrOut. What had become of them? Had they too struck lucky spot and were they quietly gathering in their share of the finny tribe and taking the bait as generously as their companions? Not sound broke the stiffness until the cries of the Barlow and Cleveland outfit were heard calling for their companions, but no answering cries came back. Then began a search for the missing ones. which ended when they came out of the darkness after three hours of rowing. But their story can best be told in their own language.
 They did start for the dam, to be sure, but after rowing for an hour they brought up in cove, where they observed light. On shore they could dimly discern two men fishing from the banks. Tkey shout ed to them, believing they were their companions, Barlow and Cleveland. They soon found they were strans- CTS. They asked the direction to take to the dam. They were told to go due north. How in heavens name do we know which is north O; south on a night like this?" said one of the dam seekers. Go that way" " came back the voice, and the lan- guage indicated that the man on shore was pointing in some direction. How can we tell where you are d. recting us when We can't zee you?" said the, lost ones. Turn your boat about and go in the opnoslte direc. ton from the one you are now going. you nuts, and you will probably get there" was the reply. Around went the boat and away went tse rowers. One hour more had elapsed, when the boat hove again in sight of those on shore. and they found they had been rowing around in circle. Again were they directed in the right path and again did they set sail. Back again came the boat In one more hour and the same lormula Was gone through with. Finally they all lowed the boat to drift ut will and fate carried them to their two com- rades in the other boat and they fell on each others necks anG wept for very joy. Will they go fishing again on dark night? Just ask them.