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A Banker Discharging Her Fare. 



Here we give a familiar scene to the Winter fisherman and the many who 

 congregate at this busy spot — a Banker getting ready to discharge her fare 

 of halibut at the Atlantic Halibut Company's wharf. She has had a hard 

 time of it on the passage home, as it was cold and stormy, and got badly 

 iced up. But she is all safe now, with her halibut in prime order, a quick 

 market and good prices. This compensates for the hardships endured, and 

 the fishermen are feeling jubilant at the prospect of a pile of crisp bank 

 notes when they take their check up to the bank to be cashed. The 

 square-rigger is a salt vessel at the head of Parkhurst's wharf, which gives 

 a commercial aspect pleasing to look upon. 



A Good Answer. — At the hearing before the Fishery Committee at the 

 State House, not long since, a veteran fisherman from this city was asked 

 by one of the lawyers what he knew about fishing. "What don't I know, 

 would be a better question to ask, 'Squire," was the reply. "Why, I've fol- 

 lowed it forty years and caught everything that swims, from a whale to a 

 shrimp." There was a hum of subdued merriment, and he was not further 

 interrogated. 



