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KINKS OF ALL KINDS 



could stake me to 10 yards of 

 emergency leader for 10 cents, 

 and he did. 



From out of his tackle box he 

 fished a spool of dental floss. 

 Yes it's silk paraffined I guess, 

 about size H or No. 6, and 9,999 

 Ibs. test. Maybe a few pounds 

 less, but anyway so strong you, I 

 or the other fellow cannot break 

 it without cutting our hands. 



Did I use it? I did. And ever 

 since, on any color water, you 

 will find my dental floss leader at 

 work. Best of it is, any old or 

 young drug store carries it. 

 Again, if you want to surprise 

 yourself and are fishing a stream 

 where one cannot cast (it's too 

 light for casting), why tie two of 

 the 10-yard lengths together and 

 use them as a line. Hook a three- 

 pounder and I'll bet a nickel 

 against every red beauty spot on 

 him that he'll think he's on the 

 south end of a tow line. No, he 

 won't break it. Come over where 

 we fish and I'll prove it. Of 

 course, 20 yards or 60 feet costs 

 one 20 cents, hence it might not 

 be in keeping with a $30 Leonard. 

 Still, it's some leader and some 

 line. 



THE COTTER PIN EMER- 

 GENCY TOP 



BY DWIGHT HARRIS 

 One day while on a week's fish- 

 ing trip I happened to lose the 

 tip joint of my favorite steel cast- 

 ing rod. As I did not want to 

 miss a lot of fun, I decided to see 

 what I could do about it. Rum- 



maging around in a box of old 

 nails, screws and other junk, I 

 found a cotter pin. Immediately 

 an idea came to me. Fastening 

 the cotter pin firmly by the ring 

 end, I bent the shank to an angle 

 of about 75 degrees. (Fig. 1.) 



Kg 2 



Point t Sp 



Then I sprung the points slightly 

 apart (Fig. 2), and put my "emer- 

 gency tip" in place. It really 

 worked surprisingly well until I 

 could obtain a new tip joint. 



A TROT-LINE KINK 



BY GEORGE KRUMSICK 

 I take pleasure in passing on a 

 little kink that I have found to 

 be of much value to the trot-line 

 fisherman. You realize that the 

 average fisherman is not a fly or 

 wooden minnow expert and de- 

 pends upon the faithful old trot- 

 line for his "meat" when he pulls 

 up camp. The trick I have dis- 

 covered is in preparing the trot- 

 line staging in the manner shown 

 on the rough sketch accompanying 

 this letter. I make my stagings 

 twelve inches long, and, in addi- 

 tion to trying on the hook in the 

 usual manner, I split a wine bot- 

 tle cork on one side and draw the 

 staging through it, leaving it 

 about four inches above the hook. 

 When the trot-line is set, the cork 

 float holds the staging off the bot- 



