FISHERMEN'S OWN BOOK. 



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A Fishing Party. 



A bright Summer day, with a good bieeze stirring, can be used most en- 

 joyably on a fishing party, similar to that depicted above. They are bound 

 out on the grounds, and are having a good run off. Let us in imagination 

 follow them. In about an hour they will reach one of the many spots where 

 fish do congregate off Cape Ann's rugged shore, when down will go the 

 anchor and sails ; the lines will be in readiness, and all will "chip in" a sil- 

 ver coin, the whole of which will be given to the lucky individual who shall 

 pull in the first fish. Now all is excitement. The hooks are baited and 

 the lines with their heavy leaden sinkers lowered until the bottom is felt, 

 then pulled up a couple of feet, all ready for some hungry cod to snap at 

 the bait and get hooked on by the dexterous jerk which will follow the first 

 nibble. There's one around your line ! Careful, now ! Ah, you've got him ! 

 And up he comes, a six-pounder, and the fish for the chowder is secured, 

 and you also have earned the prize money. 



