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piles of catfish, wall-eyed pike, white- 
fish, ‘‘ herring,” covered the fish house 
floors, and from thence were put in 
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Heisterman Island, Looking West from 
R. R. Dock. 
fish, and then shipped hither and yon, 
the catfish to Cincinnati, which city is 
the great mart of this fish, and sold at 
an average price of seven cents per 
pound. 
It was at the shipping house of the 
Bay Port Fish Company that we once 
again met with the complex and con- 
fusing character of local names for 
fishes. ‘The so-called ‘herring ” at Bay 
Port, and all through the Great Lake 
region, is a small species of whitefish of 
several varieties, dignified, we think, 
unnecessarily as species, that of Lake 
Huron being known as_ Coregonus 
artedi, but the fishermen looked as- 
kance at us and we thought a little con- 
temptuously at our ignorance when, 
upon being asked, we told them that 
their herring was a whitefish. But this 
little matter they speedily condoned, 
we thought, until we ventured to assert 
that their ‘‘pickerel’’ was a perch, the 
pike-perch, usually called wall-eyed 
pike, and almost at the moment an 
official of the company came in with an 
order to be shipped at once for No. 1 
salmon from a Cincinnati house. Con- 
fusion confounded itself. The order 
The American Angler 
was filled by shipping pike-perch or 
wall-eyed pike, Lucza perca, to the 
Cincinnati firm. And thus it will go 
on until the world ends or all the fishes 
are gone from the waters of the earth. 
A few rods from the hotel pier we 
found excellent fishing for the small-, 
mouthed black bass, and had no diffi- 
culty in catching on our rod sufficient 
specimens for the artist to get a finished 
portrait of one of them in oil, and his 
demands are not few. First, we catch 
him a specimen from which he makes 
an exact drawing, mathematically and 
anatomically correct. When the draw- 
ing is finished this fish is laid aside, no 
further use being needed of it. We 
then catch another (of course 
of the same species), from which he 
gets such colors as appear vivid, which 
usually are so but a few moments; if 
the slightest tone in coloration appears 
to change or fade upon the fish, it is 
discarded, and another is placed before 
the easel, and so on until the portrait is 
completed, each fish having been used 
when robed in all the beauty of its life 
colors. And it was thus we procured 
two grand portraits at Bay Port—that 
of the small-mouthed black bass and 
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On the Bay, Opposite Hotel. 
the pike-perch or wall-eyed pike, the 
so-called ‘‘pickerel” of the Lake Huron 
region. For the past nine years we 
