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there are any fish in the water 

 they are yours. 



It will have a very strong odor 

 which some might object to, but 

 a dip in the water removes this 

 to some extent. The meat will 

 be a clear white, ideal bass bait, 

 and as I have learned, fish bite 

 by smell and sight, and not by 

 taste, the odor draws them, espe- 

 cially bottom feeding fish, and the 

 clear white is the tempting mor- 

 sel for Mr. Bass. I have also 

 used it successfully for speckled 

 trout. 



As an illustration : A friend 

 and I went to his ranch on the 

 river near here (San Antonio, 

 Tex.) He said he knew where 

 the fishing was good, so all I had 

 to do was follow him. I picked 

 out a likely hole and began to 

 cast with my shrimp bait. He 

 had snails and grasshoppers. He 

 told me to come with him, that I 

 would catch none where I was, 

 but I told him I would see him 

 later. It was then about 7 a. m. 

 About 9 a. m. he returned with 

 one three-pound channel cat. I 

 had run out of bait and had 

 thirty-eight fish, all running 

 from two pounds to four pounds. 

 He had lived and fished there for 

 three years, and it was my first 

 trip I lay it all to the bait, as I 

 find that it will work as well 

 elsewhere. 



The meat is firm and stays on 

 the hook well, and answers every 

 purpose of pork rind on spinners. 

 Please, however, do not confuse 

 with canned or dried shrimp, 



neither of which seems to work 

 at all. If you should be going for 

 two or four weeks, five to ten 

 pounds will be sufficient. All I 

 ever do is to leave it in a per- 

 forated can in the stream and 

 use as needed, and the longer it 

 is kept the better it is. 



I hope this will enable some 

 brother slave of Isaak Walton to 

 realize his desires. 



"NOTHIN' BUT GLUE" 



BY D. B. TOLLEY 



I believe that most users of 

 the wooden rod will agree with 

 me in saying that the tying of an 

 invisible knot at the end of each 

 wind when wrapping such a rod 

 is a nuisance; to some an almost 

 intolerable nuisance. One winds 

 good and tight and closely and 

 then lets the silk slip at the finish 

 and spoils the whole thing. 



A few years ago I wound a 

 rod spirally, and in the course of 

 time the varnish became scratched 

 and the silk broken. I did not 

 relish the thought of rewinding 

 my service rod in summer, so just 

 applied some varnish to the scratch 

 and kept on using it. The silk, 

 held by the varnish, did not start 

 a trifle. That made me wonder 

 why a knot was necessary at all. 



The next time a rod was wound 

 I used glue to hold the end until 

 the varnish had set. I used the 

 kind of glue which must be heated 

 to reduce from a solid to a liquid, 

 and, believe me, it worked. I 

 coated the last few laps of each 

 wind with glue (roughly), wound 



