THE YELLOW PERCH 



I remember well, when a schoolboy, on one 

 occasion, securing a fish that appeared to me to be 

 tremendous; but, in the light of later days, I dare 

 say in reality he weighed, perhaps, a pound and a 

 half. I kept him alive, and when I reached home, 

 placed him in a tub of water, where he lived 

 for months. I caught for him live minnows, and 

 one day, after he had eaten, I forced another min- 

 now down his throat. It is scarcely necessary to 

 say that thereupon he died, much to my childish 

 regret. He had become quite tame, like unto 

 certain trout that I have domesticated in an 

 aquarium. 



Of late years I have tried for perch with the fly 

 only, and when black bass fishing have at times had 

 some fine specimens accept the lure then used. 



In my opinion, it would be worth while to 

 study the perch more closely, and to tempt him 

 by various bright and shining lures, of such char- 

 acter that quite an amount of skill would be 

 needed to make a capture. 



While on our way to more ambitious waters, 

 we sometimes linger on the banks of a pond 

 where only perch or a stray bass or so are to be 

 found, and here we could well occupy our time 

 by using light tackle with a view to ascertaining 

 what we could accomplish with it. 

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