THE ANGLER 



the niceties of the art. They scorn all 

 fish not acknowledged as game. They 

 plan more, though they may accomplish 

 less than the common sort to whom all 

 of fishing tackle is a pole, a line, and a 

 hook. To them fishing is but fishing, 

 and fish are only fish, and they will go 

 for one or the other when the signs are 

 right and the day propitious. 



Descending to the least and latest 

 generation of anglers, we see the condi- 

 tions reversed. The youth born to rod 

 and reel and fly is not so enthusiastic in 

 his devotion to the sport as the boy 

 whose birthright is only the pole that 

 craftsman never fashioned, the kinky 

 lines of the country store, and hooks 

 known by no maker's name. For it is 

 not in the nature of a boy to hold to any 

 nicety in sport of any sort, and this one, 

 being herein unrestrained, enters upon 

 the art called gentle with all the wild 

 freedom of a young savage or a half- 

 grown mink. 



For him it is almost as good as going 



fishing, to unearth and gather in an old 



teapot the worms, every one of which is 



to his sanguine vision the promise of a 



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