THE SUN-FISH, LEPOMIS GIBBOSUS. 
THE SUN-FISHES AND THEIR ALLIES. 
Slowly upward, wavering, gleaming Lifting up his disk refulgent, 
Rose the Ugudwash, the Sun-fish Loud he shouted in derision 
Seized the line of Hiawatha, ‘Esa! esa! shame upon you. 
Swung with a'l his weight upon it. You are Ugudwash, the Sun-fish ; 
* # * You are not the fish I wanted ; 
But when Hiawatha saw him You are not the King of Fishes.’ 
Slowly rising through the water, LoncFreLiow, Hiawatha’s Fishing. 
HE ‘‘ Pumpkin seed ’’ and the perch are the first trophies of the boy 
angler. Many are the memories of truant days dreamed away by 
pond or brook side, with twine pole and pin-hook, and of the slow 
homeward trudge, doubtful what his reception will be at home; pole 
gone, line broken, hooks lost, the only remnant of the morning’s glory a 
score of lean, sun-dried perches and Sunnies, and, mayhap, a few eels and 
pull-heads, ignominiously strung through the gills upon a willow withe, 
and trailing, sometimes dropping from weary hands, in the roadside dust. 
Then in later youth came the excursion to some distant pond; the 
