White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1911-05-14

hair of a horses tail and / will tell
you how. The hairs were drawn
through a COOS quill and firmly
bound, with other horse hairs, every
two or three inches. Tot can readily
see hat the line could be made any
length as long as the material held
out. Ours was about a hundred feet
long.
I'VE were on our knees on the
bottom of the boat with my brother
padding. We kept along the shore
carefully for a little while, but when
we found we could get no fish In the
shallow water we began gradually to
work out farther and farther, and at
the end of about two hours l looked
toward camp and saw hat we must
be fully three miles off shore and j
noticed too, that the waves were get
ting pretty high.
81 told my brother to turn the
BOAT around, and we would work our
way back to camp, but / cautioned
him to be very careful or he would
capsize us. He had turned the boat
about half way round when my hook
caught on something and nearly
pulled me overheard. | called out to
my brother to back up, and l began
Juggling away on my line to get 1t
loose. Suddenly, whatever ! was
fastened to, began to do some tugging
on its own account and, before j
realized what had really happened,
we we're being lowed down the lake.
~ sung out that it was a fish and
a big one, and fairly begged my
brother to be careful not to let the
boat turn over In the meantime, ]
was pulling away on the line, with all
my might and, by good luck, the fish
had turned in a half circle and we
were heading toward camp.
My line was strong enough to
have held a horse, but | was not. My
hands were sore and my arms began
to ache so from the strain of the con-
slant Juggling, that l made the line
fast to a cleat ON the side of the boat,
and it was lucky for us, in a way,
that | did. When ! had the line made
fast, / took a paddle to help my
brother manage the boat, and we
were making fair headway till the
fish turned suddenly and came
straight toward us.
II tried to pull in on the line but
had only secured a few feet when he
shot under the boat, pulling like a
race horse. | knew l would have to
let go and sang out to my brother
that we we're sure to be upset. Sure
enough, as the line left my fingers it
went out with a jerk and ove We
went.
I'VE soon righted the dug-out and
then | knew what the tin pail was
for that / had noticed, tied in one end
of the old craft. By bailing with this.
we soon had most of the water out
and were again heading for shore.
When we were about a half mile
from camp, the fish again ran under
the boat and again dumped us over
board. We turned it right side up
once more, bailed it out and again
tried to make shore with III prize.
"Glancing down the lake. I saw
fathers boat lacking toward us, not
more than a mile away, his old
blanket drawing like a real sail. /
knew We we're in for it now, but |
hoped we might be able to reach
shore ahead of him. We were only
a few rods from the beach when that
fish turned us over for the third
J time. We were in too much of a hurry
to stop and bail the dug-out for
fathers boat was getting closer and
bigger every minute. One of us
pushed and the other towed until we
ran 1t into shoal water where. our feet
could touch bottom. In a few mo-
ments we had both the boat and the
fish on the beach but not a moment
too soon, for father had us by the
shoulders before We could turn
around to see where he was. And
such a dressing down as he gave u.s.
I'VE remained at The lake three
days longer. but we boys did no more
fishing. The largest salmon that
either my father or uncle caught,
weighed fifteen pounds while ours
weighed forty-two pounds My
brother and |, in the bitterness of our
disappointment, agreed that If our
fish had not been so big We would
not have had such a scolding, and
they would have taken us along when
they went out. We told father this.
some years later and he just
laughed till the tears ran down his
face"