New Britain herald., 1915-03-26
TROUT F|SH|K DAYS
 ARE NEARLY HERE
Ware Ihs Izaak Walton of YouI h;ighbOIh)0d and Bear With HIm.
Ev es -
April 1. Just few days off.


 Martha, where's that fishin' rod l had last year? What in thunder did you do with my boots? Gee whit takers (and other unmentionable ex- pletives), you can't put a darn thing down in this house anywhere and leave ii for five minutes before it's gone. l put that rod right in the front hall where I'd be sure and find it this year and now I'll be ever lastingly blanked if you haven't gone and hid it. In the attic is it? All right, I'll find it, but leave it handler the next time l bring it in"
 This is merely sample of a con- versation that is liable to occur in most any of the well ordered homes of gentlemen having better halves to maintain their residences and an ounce of red blood in their veins at any time between now and April Fools day As for other men, those who lack the better halves but have a sufficiency of the aforesaid blood eff such combination is possible), they have been sleeping with their pet rods under -the-bed~ and. their boots and fishing togs right where they can see them when they wake up for the last week. And the answer to it all is the trout will become legal recipients of the sportsman,s attention on and after April l in the state of Con- necticut.
 ] This city has it's due share of trout fishermen, devotees of the sport of i sports. 1t is located in a position that makes many good brooks most | easily accessible and it is safe to say | that there is not a gentleman of ] trouting proclivities in the city that i has not a mental picture of his favor l ite brook within ten of fifteen miles from here and who will not be found upon that brook early next Thursday morning. 1t is as sure as the surest that many an evening in the past month has been spent by many a gentleman in fondly vanishing and rewinding his fish rod, sharpening his 1 hooks and generally preparing for the i halcyon days to be ushered in by the l first of the month. ,- | If you see an erstwhile sane and | conservative friend roaming slowly 1 down the street with his eyes fixed on vacancy and with his arm extend | ed, his wrist spasm odically twitcning. twisting and turning, do not call out the reserves Do not interfere with him. No, let him alone. He is merely practicing steering the worm or fly on the end of a line from his fly-rod down the marrow twists of quick water in his brook. He'll be | all things do not speak to him rude | ly enough to appraise him of your l presence, unless your wife is away and the garden is all planted and MOu ! have nothing to occupy your time from now until Thursday. He hasn't, and it would be q pleasure to him to tell you of This brook" where the l trout are so thick and so hungry that you have to hide behind tree to bait a nook and where they are so l large that it makes your shoulders lame to carry one home. He will tell you a few about that brook Ond those trout if you let him. But he'll never tell you where it is, no indeed. So be you fisherman, or be you not, | keep away
 Therefore, gentle reader be not alarmed at any sudden developments of St. Vitus dance in your neighbor- hood. If dim, eery light travels slowly across the neighboring lawn l before the midnight chimes have rung, if you awake to see your barn ! tilted up at an angle and the earth about 1t upheaved, be not disturbed. 1 No, the piscatorial fiend on the nigh corner has merely tried two of the several known methods necessary to ! obtaining worms and he is going fishi | in Thursday. Guest I'll go, too.