THE GAME PISHES OP THE WOELD 



In the Soutli the croppie (Pomoxis) is considered a game fish and 

 a great delicacy. It is difficult to catch on a light rod on account 

 of its delicate mouth. The calico-bass {Pomouds) will rise to a 

 fly and is taken in Indiana trolling. The little sunflsh is the game 

 fish of childhood in all America. The pest of the black bass angler, 

 the rock bass, is distinguished for its patent anxiety to be caught. 

 The blue-gUl simfish {Lepomus paUidus) is taken with a float, and 

 is the most promising of the tribe, making a vigorous play on the 

 lightest of tackle. The little pumpkin-seed is the joy of boy- 

 hood. In the Great Lake region and the Mississippi Valley is 

 found a fine little game fish, the white bass {Boccus Chrysops)^ 

 It haunts the deep waters of the' lake, in the home of the lake trout 

 possibly. It bears some resemblance to the striped bass, but is 

 shorter and possesses a high hump. The yeUow bass {Morone 

 interrupta) adds another game fish to the army found in America. 

 It is confined to the lower valley of the Mississippi and Northern 

 Indiana. It attains a length of nearly two feet and a maximum 

 weight of six pounds. It fights well and is an excellent table 

 fish. The sauger {Stizostedion eanadense) has its admirers as a 

 game fish. It is caught, by trolling from the St. Lawrence to the 

 Great Lakes west to Montana and south to Arkansas. This 

 fish belongs to the large class whose pugnacity is lauded where 

 it is supreme, but neglected in the land of the black bass, trout, 

 and wall-eyed pike. 



The white perch {Morone americana) is a game little fish 

 ranging from the Gulf of St. Lawrence to Georgia, and appears 

 to be at home in salt, fresh or brackish water. It wiU take a 

 fly or a minnow, appearing to be willing to acconomodate itself to 

 almost any condition. 



' Nor let the muse, ia her award of fame, 

 Illustrious Perch, uimoticed pass thy claim, 

 Prince of the prickly cohort, bred in lakes. 

 To feast our boards, what sapid boneless flakes 

 Thy solid flesh supplies ! though overfed, 



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