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The Tippecanoe River—Up Stream From Camp Ewin 
raw winds came up out of the north 
and northeast, and the fishing immedi- 
ately fell several points below inferior. 
Whatever may be the effect of such 
winds on the fishing in other waters, 
they most certainly prevent anything 
like a good score on this stream; a soft, 
gentle wind from the south or south- 
west are the ‘‘trade winds” on the 
Tippecanoe. 
Another condition that made against 
food fishing this season was the grass; 
it was grass to the rear of you, grass to 
the front of you, grass to the right of 
you, grass to the left of you, grass in 
the pools, grass in the channel, grass 
everywhere, and unless ice gorges are 
formed this winter, or high water pre- 
vails next spring to plough up and 
carry out this pest, it will have taken 
full and complete possession of the 
stream by next season. Apropos to 
this grass subject is the following: 
My brother, F. O., who has been 
fishing these waters for the past three 
years, this season, by and with the aid 
and free use of my commissary stores, 
built up quite a reputation and made a 
host of friends among the citizens of 
the village where we boarded, and the 
adjacent country. Among the latter 
was a farmer by the name of Uncle 
Billy Yeager. Now Uncle Billy is a 
generous, convivial countryman of Kai- 
ser William, and knows a good thing 
when he sees, or has sampled it once 
or twice, as the case may be. Meeting 
F. O. the evening he quit fishing, and 
