different as they are, these men have one thing in common; 

 fishing mean meat and drink to them and their enjoyment is 

 directly proportional to the size and value of their catch. 

 Whether the shore be rock or sand; whether the sky be fair or 

 overcast; whether the water be fresh or salt; whether the 

 land be far or near; just so the fish are there, nothing else 

 matters. 



The Other Fisherman. 



How different from these are the men we know as fisher- 

 men, how different their methods, how different their purpose. 

 What great change will it make in their lives whether they 

 catch any fish or not, they will not starve; it is net their 

 business. In fact the fish is really no longer the principal 

 object with them. To be sure the fish must be there for no 

 self respecting fishing trip can ever be a success without at 

 least the hope of a possible fish to inspire it, but his function 

 has changed. He is no longer the money prize of intrinsic 

 worth; he has become a mere bait, a lure, an excuse, indis- 

 pensible but nevertheless a mere excuse, to lead men on to the 

 better things they more enjoy. In other words fishing for 

 them is a recreation. 



What is it this fisherman wants? What is it he really en- 

 joys? It is not the death of a cold blooded smelly fish; it's 

 not the taste of the thing he caught. Certainly he enjoys ly- 

 ing about it in after life; but it was not that he enjoyed most; 

 it was not for that that he made the trip. What was it then? 

 Read every book and every article that the most enthusiastic 

 fisherman have written, from Isaac Waltcn to the bottle fish- 

 erman of the present day and how much of it all is devoted to 

 the actual operation of catching the fish? A few technical ar- 

 ticles now and then, a few tense sentences here and there, and 

 the rest of it, what? Page after page on the beautiful stream, 

 the magic sunshine, the mystic shadows, the sparkling waters; 

 volume after volume on the wonderful woods. And there we 

 have it! It is the life in the open they really want. The 

 nervous temperament of many men, especially business men, 

 is such that an aimless wandering around the woods, no matter 

 how much they might love it would be intolerable. They must 



