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taking off his hooks and cutting his line with their 

 sharp teeth most unmercifully. In fact a story is 

 told of one that deliberately bit through the line 

 above a large bass that had been hooked, and appa- 

 rently released him designedly, from fishy friendship. 



That excellent but neglected, fish the porgee, 

 which the inhabitants call a scup, is plentiful, and 

 also the tautog or black fish 4 and the bergall, which 

 they denominate chogset or cunner, a worthless 

 fish, is so abundant as to try the fisherman's temper 

 by continually devouring his baits. 



When the sea has subsided and the fishing is over, 

 and you have as many fish as you want nicely 

 packed in ice, you will have to drive over to the 

 depot behind the laziest horse, unless Anthony 

 buys a new one, that it was ever your misfortune 

 to ride after. The boyish driver, however, enter- 

 prising like his father, will poke and whip and utter 

 that peculiar word comprehensible only to horse- 

 flesh, " tschk,'' and if the animal does not absolutely 

 lie down in the ditch you will make the seven miles 

 in about two hours and a half, and be thankful that 

 you have done so well ; having reached home, what 

 stories you will tell of the large fish you captured 

 and enormous ones you lost, of the dangers you ran 

 and how beautifully you cast, and your friends that 

 receive of the game will believe in you. 



