THE MUSKY 



Have you back-heeled your rod on a musky 

 And fought him an hour without pause, 



On a silk-line that wasn't too husky 

 That wirelessed the smash of his jaws? 



Have you felt of him down in there crashing, 

 And gave him the slack when he came 



To the top like a meteor flashing, 

 Dead-weary, but sullen and game! 



Have you sensed his wild scurries diminish 



Except for a half-hearted flare, 

 As you nursed him along to the finish 



You've done it! Well, partner, you're there! 



Albert Jay Cook. 



FIFTY MUSKY AND HOW THEY CAME 

 TO GAFF 



A REVIEW OF THE BAITS, THE TIME OF THE YEAR 



AND DAY AND THE WEATHER CONDITIONS 



WHEN THESE BIG FINS WERE LANDED 



Cut the cards, Old Scout, because we're going to 

 sit-in for a few hands with the musky, the livest big 

 fin of the inland waters. And beginning with the 



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