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New-York tribune., 1919-05-18

opportunity that such reorganization
and such modern system of financing
and administration will provide for
making possible real business results
A government has been properly styled
the people" The peoples business is.
therefore, the most important. The pos
slbllities it holds for actual benefit to
all classes of citizenship is without
parallel in any private enterprise A
representative government can go to al
most any limit not denied by the Con-
stltutlon-and that is broad instru-
ment when it relates to the happiness
and prosperity and helping of the people.
Just think Of the opportunity that
has been wasted Perhaps now it will
be easier to embrace the opportunity
than heretofore, because of q change of
political complexion in Congress and the
popular demand created by the enor
nous expense of war.
If the Republican party will, in
strong statement, present to the people
Of this country that, eager to Justify
the confidence reposed In it last Novem-
Der, it is preparing to bring about such
a reorganization of the peoples busi-
ness, and that its platform, to be adopt
ed at the national convention. will. in
detail. make provision therefor; that
its candidates will be pledged to work
out the details and its Congress to
putting them into practical effect-if
the Republican party does this there
can be no question as to what the next
verdict of the American voters will
be- simply a ratification of the advance
confidence expressed last November.
AS private business IN America has
become broader and stronger, and as
we have become the bankers of the
world because of the energy of our in
dividual business interests, SO the peo-
pie have gradually looked forward to
the time when their government would
cooperate and be responsive to this
business note. Let the Republican party
be the party to open up this new era
of business In government. At the same
time 1t need not and should not neglect
the great humane responsibilities winch
Americas position in the world place
upon her-the social uplift evolved from
everyday life The Republican party
has always met its obligations in this
respect In practical and lasting man.
ner. 1t Is 80 much easier to develop
collective bargaining and peaceful as
ISOLATION between employer md omploye
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
4 Born
Ezaak Walton

In various coves and along sunken
reefs and in sandbars Larrv's father
in-law had set stakes to mark certain
good fishing ground. He was a wizard
IN this particular, and, although a still
fisherman, he seldom planted q buoy in
more than ten feet of water.
"He's q grand basser," said Larry,
land never misses day when the
season is on. If he would put as much
time in mica mining as he has in horn
ing bass out of Grand Lake, he would
be the richest man in the world. One
day we were eating lunch on the shores
of Dam Lake when all of a sudden I
see some mica sticking out of the
ground-some three be four
l tiipped pebble at Frank Packard
and got his eye He rose deliberately.
yawned and sauntered toward tie
canoe. The novelist was q man OF few
words but many expressive gestures.
"Goodby, Larry!"
l followed the scribe and we made q
tour Of the bass stakes, around ali of
which we cast with red underwater
plugs. We took two, three and four
fish at each stake. They generally
struck on the first half dozen casts.
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
Drawbacks of q
Fixed Rule

While this recipe seems very simple
it has its drawbacks. The inspectors
batting average as a beaner was high,
and only one set o. bean castings
made by him went bung from the very
gootf. A colony of ants snoaked in at
the soaking stage and q chunk of
rancid pork showed up before the lid
went on. When The lid came off a
handful of ashes and grit did its dis
tardly work. The inspector did not
notice these things. however But
Larry, who was discriminating feeder.
tumbled that something was wrong.
whats the matter with these
beans ?" he snorted.
Il didn't notice anything replied
Packard, who hadn't yet tasted them.
Its news to ne that anybody could
ruin a bean anyhow"
Larry spat something out in his left
hand. "MacGowan, what does that look
like to you? ?"
Mica" said Mac, tossing piece out
Of his own plate. "But 1 don't think it
is very high grade"
Larry threw his beans over his left
shoulder for luck. They ratified down
a bowlder behind him and fell into the
lake like individual buckshot
Personally prefer canned beans to
any other form of bean now known to
science.
That night the inspector. upon whose
stomach something lay rather heavily.
st up at the camp fire and had Larry
read to him from an old issue of .The
Montreal Star" and q battered copy of
"One Thousand and One Anecdotes"
by the late Alfred Il. Miles. Larry
dug it up in deserted cabin on White
leaf Lake. He had reason before dawn
to regret having captured SO rare ana
monotonous a volume. | heard him
mumbling his lines as I turned over
about midnight for the second lap.
Nothing is more magnificent than the
mutual suffering of those who are
dividing misery.
And thus we tore the coupons from
our dividend of liberty. There was
much criticism, but no unhappiness:
many hours of fatigue, but none of
pain.
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18

These bass ran from three to five
pounds and the trick could be turned
every morning and every night with
absolute certainty. They seldom bit on
flies at these points, but the under
water bats worked with gratifying
regularity.
Our party returned at least FIVE huu-
dred bass to the waters of Grand LaAs
during the ten days we were thelc.
We took all our FISH on either fiies sr
plugs. None of US cared for trolling.
hence that antiquated method fer lur
ing bass was canned completely.
On the morning of the fifth day Ia
spector McLaurin rolled out of his
blanket and announced that he was xs
ing to cook some beans, bush style
He won the title of inspector because
he spent most of his time rummaging
around trying to find certain packages
of shag tobacco which had suddenly
and without any ceremony whatever
disappeared
I print in full the recipe for cooking
beans bush style la McLaurin:
Take one quart of beans and cover
with cold water. Let them stand all
day. At nightfall strain half the
water from the beans; add n cup Of
hot salt pork grease and half cup OF
molasses or maple syrup. lamp dowu
large chunk of checked salt pork for
a centrepiece. Slam the iron lid on this
picture and cover it up with hot sand
and Goals previously prepared in the
camp fire. Let it cook all night In the
morning most of the moisture will have
disappeared, each bean will be sep
arate, the pork Will be done to a crisp
and the palate will be tickled beyond
words
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
Now for the
Story

Having reached this point without
any actual fatalities, we Will now go
forth with an angle and fish.
We put the camp in shipshape, hung
out our blankets to fumigate and made
for the canoes. The novelist and the
banker, with full book Of flies, took
the west shore. Larry and took the
east. McLaurin took nap on shore.
Grand Lake, at the point where we
began to fish, was quarter of a mile
wide and ran into an arm toward the
north which was thickly populated
with lily-pads.
"You had better rig up with Dung
hill, Rotal coachman and Brown
Hackle," advised Larry, "and start to
cast when we get UP by those rocks and
lily-pads on the right. Take 'em easy,
now. A short cast will get 'em. Here
we are. There's an idle (ideaD place"
! stripped few feet and dropped the
flies gently. No response.
"a little closer in there. Fan it a
couple of times"
I had forty feet of line out. On the
fourth cast swirl parted the leaves,
but nothing struck. let ten feet more
go. The trio fell like three autumn
leaves. With quick recovery I picked
the end fly from the surface of the pool
and ficked it.
Bang, smash, struck Two
small-mouth black bass got the steel.
Both breasted the air at once.
"I'll hold 'er!" yelled Larry, swinging
the point of the canoe off to the left
"Now give 'em line. Let 'en1 take it
down. You'll get another one on that
third fly"
Such good fortune was not to come
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18

~ EsPlTE personal appeal for
b "a Democratic Congress by the
President of the United States,
and that during the war pc
riod, when a favorable response to al
most any suggestion from the command
er in chief might reasonably have been
expected as the patriotic verdict
Of loyal American people, the
American people refused the re-
quest, denied the appeal Of the
President and elected Republican ma
jority in both houses of Congress- This
adverse decision, at time when the
President had the great tactical advan-
tage Of complete control of all the de-
partments and activities of the govern
ment, an autocratic supervision never
before permitted in the history Of our
country, decisively demonstrated one of
two things: either popular lack Of con-
fdence in and disapproval Of the Demo
cratic party's administration of the war
or popular conviction, based on the as
sumption Of early peace, that the Re-
publican party was better equipped to
administer the policy Of constructive
domestic readjustment
Perhaps the verdict was brought about
by combination Of both reasons, and
we will assume this to be the case.
Following the elections public attcn-
ton naturally focused upon the peace
conference in Paris, and for the last
few months the main consideration, and
naturally 80, has been Americas final
position with the ratification OF q treatv
Of peace and an alliance Of nationg of
the world to maintain peace. II ig
assumed that this peace treaty with n
league Of nations must be disposed Of
during the next few months. Assuming.
further, that the Republican party will
ratify peace treaty with 81 league Of
nations which, they must determine, will
properly protect the sovereignty and
assure the prosperity Of our people. it
must be apparent to all students of the
situation that the Republican party in
power must. therefore. devote itself to
meriting the confidence expressed by tho
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
Who Was
The Liar?

There it was again. Was this en-
thusiastic devotee of the gentle art of
angling also liar? We shall see.
Thus it came about that Percy Ham
lton became the guide of the party.
didn't like the name percy Hamil-
tom at all. He looked very much as
though the cognomen of Larry Law
renee" would fit him better. and here
after I shall call him Larry"
At seven o'clock we slipped our
canoes into Grand Lake, haven of all
havens, and padded to the north end
without stop. The thick shadows of
evening had begun to fall when we
docked in q distant cove near a ridge
which divides Grand from Green Lake
sheet OF water that is kin to Killar-
est point between, taking shelter in
some scrub pine and hemlock, through
which the night winds breezcd q per-
petual lullaby. The evening star, in a
deep blue sky. twinkled a welcome A
fair moon, cold and remote, hung in
the opal east.
We piled the axe to the timber, gath
cred our fagots and hung the pot
Larry stoned his fire like true dis
ciple Of the open, and presently the
perfume Of bacon and the aroma of
coffee permeated the periphery. We
gorged like men, each unfolding a
separate tale of hope for the morrow.
A billion stars tumbled into the zen
ith, splashed down the sides of the
purpling dome above US and spangled
the horizon. God was in His heaven;
all was right with the world.
From the bald peaks Of the aged
Laurentians. oldest geological forma-
ton on the Western Hemisphere, stark
naked trees, gnarled by time, thrust
their twisted forms into the gloom A
faint glow in the west paled into
sombre tone, darkcned and died in
sea Of velvet.
1t seemed rs though our voices were
the last in the world, our speech rls-
ing through the trees into the cngulf-
ing night. The laughter was tumbled
back and forth from lake to lake. A
hull in the conversation heralded the
birth of indescribabe silence
Then McLaurin pulled out corncob
pipe, tamped it full of shag tobacco
and put the place on the bum.
Shag, for the benefit of the untutored,
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18

have it. The fever was upon me. |
was battling with a trio of demons.
A wild yell from the other shore
split the morning air. "Three at q
crack" MacGowan was at them, too.
l had no time, however. to applaud his
prowess. I had my hands full.
"For Gods sake" said Larry, choking
with emotion, "you'v- got to land these
fish. Don't let MacGowan beat you to
it,"
Evidently Packard was some canoe
list, as l observed when Larry brought
our canoe around so that l could see
the banker and the novelist at play.
1t took me fifteen minutes to turn
the trick. The total weight of those
fish was four and three quarter pounds.
Even so, I was doomed to the low
record. MacGowan's three were five
plus.
l cast and recast, taking one and
two fish repeatedly, and finally, from
motives of pure sport, l eliminated two
flies. MacGowan had two flies stripped
once and landed a three and q half
pound fish on the remaining Dung
hill.
1t was a smashing hour for both of
US. Mac knew his bass tackle from
every angle. He was born caster,
patient and skilful.
a light wind had begun to play upon
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
The Story OF An Intrepid New Yorker Who Went Forth to ANGLE
With Novelist a Banker Bushman, and the
Owner of a Mica Mine

is a combination stencil that suggests
a smoulderng hair mattress that has
caught fire in the livestock sheds of
a state fair. During the Tai-Ping re.
bellion in China, when the stinkpots
were introduced as a phase Of warfare.
shag tobacco was in its infancy But
in later years it came into it's own and
has since established a record for pu-
trescence that is without a peer in The
history &C odors. McLaurin, through
persistent endeavor, an inconquerabe
will and inexhaustible patience, had
learned to inhale it.
What some of US that night mistook
for sleep was, in reality, asphyxiation.
On the morning of July 81 Larry,
with herculean effort, emerged from
his coma, and by throwing buckets Of
cold water in the faces Of his swooning
comrades revived us one at a time
Packard, being a sensitive man and
somewhat delicate, owing to the pursuit
Of literature, did not recover conscious
ness until after breakfast, Upon dis
covering that he had missed a meal,
he again lapsed into q state Of insen-
sibillty. A hasty conference was held
after the novelist was brought around,
and four desperate men notified Nc
Laurin that thereafter, so far as we
were concerned, there was an embargo
on shag in Canada.
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18

TO me then | landed the pair. One
weighed two pounds, the other pound
and a half, scart. They were deep
green fish, with clean, white bellies,
nurtured in water clear as crystal
cast again. A lunker rushed it. l
struck too soon and only pricked him
Plunge. He came out Of the water,
turned a back somersault and fled for
the open.
"Shoot one over there" The morn
ing sun glistened on Larry's bald bean
and wild light danced from his eyes.
He was q master at the paddle. The
canoe crept down the shore like a
ghost. "Now right off the point"
A gentle wind rounded the corner.
Sling it in the rifle"
got a long one out A big bass
smashed the tail fly before it hit the
water. struck him hard. He went
under, describing a wide arc to the
right. Zingl Pngol Two bass came
out; but it was plain from the angle
Of the line that third fish had hit
for keeps
"Three at crack" from Larry.
"Three at a crack" from me.
With dexterity born of long ex-
perience Larry backed away. "Give
'em all the line you've got" let them
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
4 Census of
Six Lakes

We covered from our camp six
lakes in all: Barnes, where we took
our four and five pound speckled
trout; McGregor, Grand, Green. Nc
Arthur, and Wakefield 1t is impos-
sible to go five miles in that country
without encountering water.
The scenery is perfectly wonderful.
although the mountains are not high.
They were once, but ages have worn
the Laurentians down, and they now
lie tired upon the face of the earth,
sprawled like wrinkled old men asleep.
There is not peak in the range. All
projections have been rounded and
smoothed by the batteries of heaven.
1t is an ideal and beautiful place, and
Grand Lake, in my opinio,, stands su-
preme as a bass water.
If I have left anything unsaid about
this incompatible corner of Canada.
it is due to a lack of space. It is quite
impossible TO condense into a few
columns all that q trip of this sort
awakens in one.
The two things remember most
distinctly are the cast where I first
landed three at crack. and the after
noon bade Larry goodby at the
foot of Lake McGregor.
"Do you, by any accident, know g
man in New York named Andrew
Bridgcman ?"
"Sure I know him, Larry He's
member Of the Dunwoodie Countrw
Club. Many a time I have pounded
the white pill with Andrew"
"Is he smart guy?"
Every smart-oh, very"
"Good business head 7"
"If he lives long enough he'll have
Rockefeller backed of the boards.
t'You don't mean iti He's got sense,
has he7" Larry scratched she Pink
fringe over his ear and hatted his
blus eyes.
"Lots Of it,
"Well, he made an awful bad play
up here"
"How sors
II offered him something"
"Did he pass It upr"
"He did"
what was It, Larryr"
"A mica proposition.
"well. gcedhy. Larry. TIL see
! you next year,
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18

lhe water and our canoes were drawn
together as we came into the apex of
the pond. Within sixty feet of one
another we had strike after strike, the
fish running from pound to three and
one-half pounds, and in both boats we
had repeated records Of three at a
crack
Could such things be, the last week
IN July? Believe me, they could
was warm with the activities of
battle.
"I'll put her nose on the shore. y
said Larry, "and we'll have a smoke"
Eleven bass lay in our canoe. Mac
Gowan had fourteen. uttered silent
prayer of thankfulness. Larry pured
at his pipe. "It's an idle spot, amt
it ?"
"Yes. Larry, it's the gateway to
heaven,' l murmured. There are times
when speech is superfuous.
The shade of vast blue birch gave
us sanctuary. MacGowan and Packard
drltted in beside us. Macs face was
flushed with victory. In the softest
possible voice Packard leaned over and
said to me: "How about it, Fatty?"
Would either of you gentlemen like
to buy a mica mine?" The voice
seemed quite apart from us. looked
at Packard and MacGowan. Neither
OF them had spoken Then looked at
Larry. He was leaning on his paddle.
which rested on the thwarts. The voice
was his. Because if you do, III let
you in
[ didn't quite get the drift at first.
Il know man in Pawris (Paris)
| who would take all the mica YOU could
ship to him.
Larry was astride his hobby.
Nobody knows where this mine is
but me. It's in an idle spot and it's
got the best mica you ever saw: two
be four, three be four, five be four.
It's amber-colored. Some Of it's pink.
It's all up there waiting to be sacked.
thumb trimmed it myself"
"What do you mean by thumb
trimmed Larry?" I asked.
well, when you rake it out of the
ledge you break off the rotten pieces
with your thumb and what's left is the
two be four, the three be four and the
five be four. That means inches" He
teetered forward on his paddle a>d
then Strengthened up again.
Look at that bass jump over there!"
He jabbed his paddle into the water,
slid the nose of the canoe from the
beach and was again on the trail of the
bass. His mining hobby was forgotten.
l watched Packard during the con-
versation and l believe he picked up
some material for his next novel
We went to casting again and re-
mained on the water until the sun beat
too fiercely upon us. 1t was a glorious
day. BY 10 O'Clock we were back to
camp again, after having returned the
smaller fish to the water retaining
only enough for food
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
Bv Robert H. Davis
Editor OF N,Msey'S s Magazine

Editor OF NgnseyS Hdga~sHe
vNLESS you arc interested in
waters where black bass can
~ be taken on flies three at a
crack and on plugs in pairs,
-or had better pass up this article.
Vow must come 10 this contribution
with an open mind, free, untrammelled
and unsullied by narrow prejudice. I
h.ys no stomach for any one who
doubts me in advance.
Now get this:
4. 1916 on July Goth | stepped off
canadian Pacific train at East Tenn
ale,on Templeton Township, Ottawa
ronntv Canada. accompanied by Frank
Packard (author OF The Miracle
y.p~) an ample equipment OF fishing
..,kls, two tump-line packs and
light hear;.
solitary citizen standing on the
,ls..orm in his shirtsleeves walked
ovsr and extended his hand to the
no,elist. was introduced to a Mr..
I X. McLaurln, grizzled, sunburned
uouutain man who was the soul Of
hospitality l don't know that [ ever
met one more agreeable from the go-otf.
He rounded our junk up with
,r.ctised hand and announced that
inueh was ready at small French
hotel 200 yards from the depot.
Have YOU heard anything from the
lakes" asked Packard
AZ have" said McLaurln. "MacGowan
tslsphoned in that the bass are taking
the fy three al crack in Grand Lake,
and the speckled trout in Barnes run
from five TO seven pounds"
That's exactly what he said. I
looked at him rather sharply.
New-York tribune., 1919-05-18
Poor Luck
For NinrOds

"All up and down in those waters in
front Of Percy's house the lake trout
sre slamming the minnows to beat the
Dutch. We might be able to hook a
f.w redspots in Green Lake, and, if
we're lucky, couple OF landlocke d
salmon. Do you care about fishing,
Mr.. Davis >"
That's fine question to ask man
WHO is choking to death" I replied. l
never heard anybody reel off fish bunk
like McLaurin
well we'll give you run for your
money. How long do you expect to
stay up"
Iyentured to remark that if the fish
ing was as good as his rambling talk
indicated a couple OF hours would be
enough for me.
panied expression fitted across
Packards face Apparently he OBJ
served a note OF incredulity in my
voice.
= Well. we had lunch at the French
Inn, temperance pension, after which
we piled our duf7e into a two scatter
and hit the road behind e team Of draft
horses. For the first five miles | had
very little to say. That three-a "a
crack break Of McLaurin's was quite
stiff punch from total stranger
When we breasted the frst hill I
made bold to inquire for further par
-uculars, and By the time we got into
he Laurentian Mountains, about ten
miles from East TemDleton. the novel
.Ast and the bushman rad my angora by
the whiskcrs fo~ fare-ye-well.
e At 1 o'clock We dropped into a val
ley, through which crept the lower
arm Of Lake McGregor A friendly
voice echoed W to US, and one Jim
.hse1owan. who afterward turned out
10 De banker, stood UP in a motorboat
and gave long yell.
Packard cupped his hands. "How
are the bass biting, jim ?"
lnree at a crack" came back the
response echoing and reechoing from
shore to shore.
/; pidnt we tell YOU" exclaimed the
TWO worthless who had brought me up
the line.
And the sneokled bovs? >" yelled Nc
I&a'ln' not content with the previous
- ,0h' four, FIVE, six, seven pounds.
All you want o. en-
"nas destiny had brought me into
tbs community Of liars?