THE basses: fres h-w ater and marine 



this famous bass pool. He will, no doubt, find 

 others there, the locality being well known and fre- 

 quented by many fishermen. But nobody could 

 pass by such a splendid place without having a 

 cast from the lower end of this rushing torrent. 

 For my own part I rarely go far away from 

 "The Fork," and the angler will do well to try 

 the long deep pool at sundown early in the season. 

 If a fine evening the wind usually drops, and aU 

 is calm on the surface except for the " plop-plop " 

 of the rising bass. With a cast of two or three 

 flies — a brown, a gray, and a red — dropped 

 lightly, if possible, over the place where the fish 

 are rising, the reel will probably spin to a lively 

 tune. A small handy net saves time in landing. 

 There will be plenty of work, or play, just as the 

 angler chooses to make it, until dark, — and after 

 dark for that matter. The fish wiU go on taking 

 the fly, as they can see just as well as in the day- 

 light. But to my mind there is Uttle pleasure in 

 fishing in the dark. It is difficult to bring the 

 fish to the net, and flies wiU get entangled, espe- 

 cially if pussy-wiUows form a background. So 

 I generally wind up when the stars begin to 

 twinkle, trudge off" home, take oif my boots, wash, 

 and eat a hearty supper, and then sit on the piazza 

 smoking and planning what to use and where to 

 go on the morrow, going to bed with a hope that 

 no rain will come in the night to flood the stream. 



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