THE BOATMEN OF AVALON 



fisherman, was employed by a giant cattle- 

 man from the western plains to take him 

 fishing. He undertook to tell the cowboy 

 how to fish : "Me-ester Snow," he said, "you 

 must not leeft your rod dat way but dis way." 

 "Go on, you d d dago, don't you sup- 

 pose I know how to fish?" had been the 

 reply. A short time after the Westerner 

 landed a fish by brute force and shouted: 

 "There is a fish for you, my dago friend, 

 did I not tell you I knew how to fish?" "Yes, 

 Mr. Snow," said the boatman as he removed 

 the hook, "you have a fish but, Mr. Snow, 

 it is the leetlest fish I ever see!" 



One season on my arrival at Catalina I 

 found my usual boatman was employed for 

 a few days so that I was obliged to hunt for 

 a substitute. The fishing had been good and 

 most of the boats were engaged by the week. 

 The man who fell to my lot was a foreigner 

 with a great reputation for finding fish if 

 they were anywhere about. I was not im- 

 pressed by his boat. It looked like a junk- 

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