El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-04-04

sides glistening in the morning sun
Down he goes He starts for the snagr
but the fisherman is watching ana turns
him just in time Upsteam ne races
again he turns, again he leaps clear OF
the water, fleckihg the surface with a
shower OF spray Down stream ne
tearing Now he turns again, ana
changing his tactics, comes swiftly
towards the fisherman. There's danger
here, for a slack line means a lost 1isn
For dear life the fisherman reels
The big bass plays his trump cara
now, for with great rush, he starts
straight for the jagged rocks Among
them means a broken line perhaps, or a
fish tangled up, lost in either event
Now comes the test. The reels IS
checked, and fisherman and pole alike
brace to meet the shock The Bristol
marks half circle, and more. but the
very curve Of it takes the strain OH
the line and keeps it on the fish-the
pressure is ever there. The big fellow
is halted. The fisherman is crOwding
him now Back and forth he surgeS IN
the hole, up and down stream, the
fisherman Keeling in a bit at every Op-
pOrtunity- He is firing, now IS NOT
fighting so hard His rushes are short
er, his Juggling IS weaker Broken II
spirit, worn out, conquered be turns
occasionally on his side, proud 1lsn-
erman reels him in safely to the bar
and with a piece Of stout staging an
chOrs him out to rest-a beauty, five
pounds and more!
Perhaps, instead Of the blue hole and
the Meek the pipe brings visions and
sweet memories to the fly fisherman
who needs not the bucket OF mlnnOWs
or the heavy reel He, too, sd gone
fishing about the fireside OF winters
night had hauled out the keen fly rod
from its covering. vanished il care
fully and fingered affectiOnately the
pretty flies and bright spiuners and
lures. A bright red one this; good Tor
q dark day. the water a bit murlIy.
LTawn nferh cd Fnr n
and bright sunshine. This one would
be good in the spring time He tries q
silk line OF two They're all right.
And the Dream Goes On.
Back on the cushion chair goes the
head Of the angler and In fancy he is
out on the tumbling trout brook. The
water is cold. but warm flannels and
hip boots make things all right, and
with Creel swung on one shoulder, fly
book in his pocket, landing net swung
TO the other shoulder, he searches out
the waters. Upstream he goes. casting
in the rlpples here, reaching under the
bush yOnder, searching out the pOck-
cts, the rapids and the pools. perch
rises to the red fly and follows IL a bit.
over by that log is likely looking. He'll
try it. A short cast, there's a swish
and a rush. A big one rose A
further cast next time to reach him;
he's there, all right Again the fly
nestleS on the surface, and In the same
instant the water seems alive. It's
churning and boiling and the line is
cutting the water a-s1Zzltng- The
fish jumps: a fine one he is. and he's
fighting noblyi But It's an uneven
battle afterau II the hook will only
hold. The keen Whiplike pole bends
nearly double, but the slit bamboo has
idea OF breaking. The angler gives
the butt TO the fighting fish and slow
ly yet surely begins to reel him IN.
He's fighting still, but not so savagely,
and when in a rods length the landing
net is slipped cautiously beneath him.
and the prize IS in the creel
But whether il be minnOW fishing,
fly fishing, bank fishing or from q
tOat off the pier or eff the bridge, IN
salt water or fresh. 4 myriad Isaak
WaltLns rejoice that spring time and
fishing time are witt Us once again
TOmOrrOW-The Six Suffrage Stars.