THE ANGLER'S GUIDE 



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Artjyle I'ark, Babylon, Long Island, New York. 



a fair battle between man and fish. Give the game a 

 chance that's angling." 



"So be it, genelmen, so be it," quoths the hardy skipper. 

 " No afence intended, but yer won' get eny fish on them 

 little poles an' silk threads, but as long as yer don' blame 

 me, hev yer own way. Here we are! Now, genelmen, 

 jes give me a han' et things, an' we'll be shipshaped in a 

 minute. Pull that sheet in. Hoi' th' tiller stiff, an' I'll 

 git thet hook over right here. This be th' spot, an' we 

 be swung in jes right." 



The Captain and his boy soon have the chumming 

 machine going, and the anglers are all nervously adjusting 

 their tackle and hurling all sorts of practical questions at 

 the bayman and his help, who do their best to reply by 

 word and action. 



The chumming machine is a huge meat grinder that 

 mutilates the quarter-pound herring (menhaden) that are 

 put through it by the boy. The captain cuts three slices 

 out of each side of the fish for our hooks, then the head, 

 tail, bone, etc., are sacrificed for chum. The ground-up 

 fish falls into a tub of salt water, and this is stirred into 

 a thin, soup-like mess. 



