Tragic Fishing Moment^ 



I had what I believed was the largest fish; also I had 

 what I believed to be the sorest stomach in the state. 



I got back to the house and weighed my fish. Hur- 

 rah! Eight pounds and two ounces. I would show 

 those guys who was the fisherman in that bunch. And, 

 sure enough, they came in reporting very poor luck. 



" Well," says Art, when he saw my fish, " you win. 

 Where did you get him ? " 



" By the neck," I replied. And then I told them 

 my experience, which caused a hearty laugh. But I 

 felt pretty good. I had the honor of catching the 

 largest fish, besides winning a good casting reel, so I 

 was content even if I did have a sore stomach. 



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