Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1910-08-02
GOING
FISHING

walterE Do try to be In keeping with
your surroundings. Just at present
you are, theoretically, surrounded by
shiny bass begging to be caught"
I'm mott" declared the summer re-
sorter, fatty. I'm surrounded by a.
gale of wind direct from the north
pole and I'm freezing to death and
want to go back to the log fire inside
the cottage from which you called me!
You may think this is June, but I'll
tell you It isnt-it's the middle OF
winter!"
"Oh, come on" begged the man on
the lower step. Honest, fishing isn't
half bad. Besides, it's no fun to go
alone!"
This Is perfectly idiotic" grumbled
the summer resorter ten minutes later
as she tramped along in sweater and
old coat, her nose pink and her eyes
weeping from the wind. I'm frozen
clear through and loathe fishing any
how, and. besides, any self-respecting
fish would stay at home on day like
this! I'd have no regard, not the
slightest. for a weak-minded fish that
would go deliberately wandering
around in the ice water looking for
bait merely to be accommodating
when It could just as we'll as not stay
In the nice warm mud at the bottom
of the lake! shouldn't care to eat
fish like that. really! Don't you
think 1t Is going to snow?"
ITS really too cold to snow" ad-
mitted the young man. ''If 1t could
storm icebergs I'd be willing to-
prophecy those, but not Just plain or
binary snow. All the horses at our
place are blooming out In winter coats
Of heavy fur. Still, the fish don't mind
that, because you can cut holes In the
Ice In winter and get them. you know"
"B-rr!" shivered the summer re-
sorter as they rounded the outskirts
of the woods and came out on the
lake front. I'm glad to discover
what you call pleasure! OF course,
If you had invited me to go on merry
little jaunt through a cold-storage
plant or something like that | would
have known what to expect. Fishing
udS always UCtu IcpIcStHltu 10 IuG
as an agreeable way of killing time. II
don't see anything agreeable about
this. l wish had brought my furs!"
I'VE aren't fishing yeti" said the
young man. patiently. I'VE are mere.
ly on the way. The zest of the sport
will"
"Ow-w-w!" moaned the summer re.
sorter. How was | to know that
horrid hook was swinging loose? III
you tear my best puffs getting it out
I'll never forgive you as long as
liVe!"
Then you'll have to unpin them and
let them bangle on the hook" said the
young man, shortly, They may at
tract the fish"
"Yank 1t Quit" commanded the sum.
mer resorter, fiercely. 81 hate fish.
hooks! heard of a girl once who got |
a fishhook caught in her ear when she
was a child and they couldn't get 1t |
out and she had to go through life
that way"
TOO bad she couldn't unpin her ear
as you can your puffs," said the young
man, unsympathetically Now, you
sit on the box and I'll bait your hook"
Ugh" said the summer resorter
There must be something wrong with
a human being who can handle angle
worms and act as though he liked It!
Doesn't 1t make creeps go down
your spinner"
NO" said the young man, callous-
ly. I'm just as wrong as they make
EN-! Pardon me, but fish as a rule
don't skate along the surface of the
water-you'd better lower your line!"
Truly" said the summer resorter
through her chattering teeth, ARE you
having a good timer"
She stared questioningly at the
young man who sat hunched up be-
side her wrapped in a disreputable
heavy coat and with pipe between
his teeth.
Yes. indeed" he declared. cheer
fully Aren't you? This is great"
I'm not, said the summer resorter.
uncompromisingly And the lake is
getting rougher and rougher and
pretty soon 1t Will splash over this
pier and wash our stiffened corpses
away-oh, what's the matter?",
"Gotabite!" said the young man,
running the words together. What a
nice bass! Put 1t into the basket"
He rebaited his hook and then as
the summer resorter didn't come back
to her seat, he looked around.
What in creation are you doing?"
he roared.
Sending this poor little fish back
home" she said. coolly, as she dropped
II into the lake lit looked so
little and sort OF lonesome. Can't you
catch them bigger than that?"
The young man looked at her and
set his jaw. Then he arose resignedly
Come on" he said, "and wen go back