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A GREAT FISH DINNER. 



TF the American Fish Cultural Association has no other ob- 

 *■ jec-t in existence, so long as it keeps up its practice of hold- 

 ing an annual fish banquet it is deserving of full credit and 

 support. It has in that a sufficient ration d'etre. Fools there 

 be who say that the practice of dining together, of letting 

 the mouth give forth good things as it takes them in, of setting 

 the process of digestion off at a good pace with many a bon- 

 mot and lively repartee is to die out, and that the coming 

 man 'Will account it more spiritual to subject his animal tastes 

 to the curb of his affectation and pretend to livo on the etherial 

 essence of things unseen. But the gentlemen of the asso- 

 ciation are not such mullet-headed philosophers, and believe 

 in having a good feast bounteously spread. They have done 

 good service in showing the American people and the world 

 what good things there are in the sea and the waters under the 

 earth. They have peopled our depopulated streams and have 

 made the Lenten season almost the holiday section of the 

 year, and, as a last stroke, one of these ambitious fishmongers 

 has set out to turn the broad Atlantic into a grand fish farm ; 

 and then they very properly round out their work by showing 

 that they are not afraid to add practice to precept. So, very 

 logically and very sensibly, and certainly very hospitably, the 

 fish growers sat down, and lheir friends with them, on the 

 evening of the 26th, at the Metropolitan Hotel. 



It was a merry party from 1he start, the morning of that 

 day had been spent in a discussion of the question of the 

 propagation of eels, and each member had been very certain 

 that each other member was in error, while acknowledging 

 that he knew nothing of the subject. Yet all were hopeful of 

 Boon being the lucky accoucheur of some liappy event in an 

 eel household, and all came up to the work of the 

 evening with an appetite as only a day in the Fulton Fish 

 Mart can give. One enthusiastic gentleman honored the event 

 by wearing a set of alligator-tooth shirt-studs, under the im- 

 pression that this snapper up of trifles in Florida lagoons was 

 a fish. But each and every one had the appetite of a pike, 

 and, when President Roosevelt led the way tothedining-hall, 

 no school of porpoises ever followed in better order. The 

 table suggested the designs of the incoming host. It was 

 Blackford'B fish stand glorified through the efforts of the chief. 

 It was a board to gain a place on which even the proudest of 

 roy«l salmon might be glad to close his regal lips and give the 

 last nop to his majestic tail and submit to the embrace of the 

 audingnet. The piece* mmtees were high art of a brilliant 



order. Neptune disported in his car before the President, 

 while down at the foot of the table Venus Anadyomene, step- 

 ping out from between a pair of cockle-shells, was enough to 

 rouse the appetite of the most bachelor recluse. Here and 

 there were pieces of prawns, or lobster, or sardines, or clams, 

 or oysters done in jelly; while in magnificent succulence, rest- 

 ing upon a vestibule, beneath which a miniature fish boy kept 

 a very faithfully detailed fish stand, was a magnificent sample 

 of the LxUjanus Blachfordii, or red snapper. He represented 

 that rare combination of a thing of beauty and a thing of use. 



But let us be seated. We are in good company. Hon. R. 

 B. Roosevelt looks beamingly do r/n from his place of honor 

 at the head. His hale and hearty looks have been gained on 

 many a fishing tramp. Beside him sat Joaquin Miller, the 

 Poet of the Sierras, and ex-Mayor Smith Ely, Jr.,— odd fish, 

 both of them. Then here and there were poets and journal- 

 ists, fish-makers and fish sellers, but one and all were for the 

 nonce lusty fish eaters. Fred Mather, Seth Green, Isaac W. 

 England, T. 0. Banks, C. B. Evarts (of Windsor, Vt.), 

 H. M. Francis, Otto Witte, Capt. E. Spicer, Henry Mallory, 

 Henry Steers, Geo. E. Ward, H. Kilbourne (the artist, with 

 whom fish are glad to sit for portraits), H. McGovern, Barnet 

 Phillips (the Secretary of the Association, who can say more 

 graceful nothings than &ny member of the body), Eugene G. 

 Blackford and George Sheppard Page— good fellows both, 

 and a good part of the life of the association. 



But here is the order of the feast ; here is the text which 

 for several hours this company of ichthyphobists discussed in 

 all its bearings : 



MENU.) 



Oysters on half shell. Blue Points. 



Hocheimer. 



Soups. 



Green Turtle a la Pontcnartrain. Bisque of crawllah a la Cobb's Island. 



Old Reserve. 



Mors d'oeuvre. 



Scollops en eoqnllle a la pechenr. 



Ktsaoles of soft clams a la Point Shirly. 

 Chateau Yqnem. 

 Rkleves. 

 Darnc de saawon, parni d'eperlans, a la Roosevelt. 



Alose de Charleston, farcte an gratin a la Seth Green. 



Filet de boeuf pique aux tomates farcies. 

 Cucumber salad. Potato croquettes. 



Wumm's Extra Dry Champagne. 



Filet of striped bass with shrimps a la Baird. 

 Faupiettes ot BnRliah sole with oyBters. 



Stewed terrapin with cream a'la Page. 



Pate chaud with quenelles ot pickerel. 



Chaolis. 



Punch. 



Lone Fisherman an rhum. 



Vegetables. 



French peas. String beans. French mushrooms. 



Cold. 



Lutjanus Blackiordli au beurre Montpeller. 



Aeplc of lobster a la ravigote. Sardines ear socle a la Parlslenne. 



Crabs stuffed a la Hell Gate. 



Boast. 



Brochette of eels a la tartare. Oysters farcies a l'amenoalne. 



Celery salad. Oyster salad, Sandy Gibson. Prawn salad. 



Johannisberjjer. 



Venus In demi-coqnille. Ice cream in forms. 



Fruits & Cafe. 



It were foolishness to go into detail on the dinner, from, the 

 opening raws to the last whiff of the choice Havanas at the 

 close there was naught to find even the shadow of a grumble 

 upon ; the cTiefhad. more than excelled himself, with such ex- 

 cellent material to work upon he had added the graces of the 

 high art of cookery. The close season for brook trout was re- 

 spected, that prince of fish was absent from the feast. The 

 salmon was there, had left his home in the cold waters of the 

 Restigouche River last June and had huDg in the refrigerator 

 since in order not to disappoint the diners. England had sent 

 sole, and from the gulf, from the lakes, and from the Atlantic 

 coast far and near the waters had been searched until not an 

 item was missing ; and all washed down by the most deli- 

 cious of wines, truly fish never suffered death to enjoy a more 

 tempting bath or to assist at a more magnificent spread. 



To reproduce in the sombre black and white of the printed 

 page the jest, the merriment, the ringing laugh, the good 

 things of wit and wisdom flung back and forth across the 

 table were a task beyond the limits of the possible. The 

 guests were no such subtle feeders as to make meals on air, 

 sup on a blast and think a fresh gale a second course. But 

 there was a period to this stage. The fish food was evidently 

 working up to the President's head or into his feet, for he 

 was getting uneasy, as Seth Green had been for an hour or 

 two before, and when the " Lone Fisherman au Rhum" ap- 

 peared in the tall glasses, a few raps reduced the noise a few 

 dozen degrees, and the brain part of the feast began to flow. 

 One after another the fishermen and their friends fired off the 

 good things they had conjured up for the occasion. The 

 President was in a punning humor, and spared nothing and 

 nobody, and poor Mayor Eel-y was the first to spring to his 

 feet in righteous indignation, and declared he did not knownor 

 care anything of the propagation of young Eels as he was a 

 bachelor [Fact.— Ed.], and whilehe could not lay claim to such 

 fish knowledge as Pres. Roosevelt or St. Peter, he could not 

 do worse than to declare, as he once had done, that to his 

 taste cat-fish and brook trout were as one. 



Seth Green here made a speech. 



Vice-Pres. Page told in his inimitable fashion how fortunes 

 in fish are not made by any pencil calculations, and then 

 he told of his brilliant anticipations after he had purchased a 

 farm with a spring on it; how he sat down and by a few 

 pencil strokes converted millions of eggs, to bebought for a 

 song, into many more million pounds of trout meat, to be sold 

 for millions of dollars. Ten years' experience had left him 

 still a poor man and a fisherman, while Seth Green, who had 

 led him into the snare, went ou being a million upon million 

 times a grandfather to the great shad family of the country. 

 Mr. Page did not sit down at this stage of his speech, but 

 went on to tell of a trout fishing trip, and the size of that big 



fellow, and when he had pushed over Blackford on one side 

 and Mr. Phillips on the other, trying to give an approximate 

 idea by spreading his arms of the size of " that trout," he sat 

 down. Nobody felt like breaking the harmony of ! ho evening 

 by saying "You're another," but something must be done the 

 President saw at a glance, and met the crisis by making a 

 " terrible example " of Mr. Page, telling the other guests that 

 he was not a drinking man, therefore that his trout sizeB must go 

 on record. The array of empty bottles before Mr. Page sent 

 back a hollow sound to the President's endorsement. 



Seth Green here made a speech. 



Mr. John Ford said the fish to him were always a study, 

 and such a study they should be in their mute habits— to Con- 

 gressmen and politicians. Mr. Blackford he congratulated on 

 having the red snapper named after him, for now, he said, 

 the name would never die out and the race of Black fords 

 would multiply at a rate which the original could never have 

 expected to equal. Mr. Isaac England spoke of fishing jour- 

 neys up Jersey streams where never fish had swum, Fish Com- 

 missioner Noah having neglected to stock that section. 



Seth Green here made a speech. 



Joaquin Miller spoke of the fish of Oregon. On his last 

 visit to that region his father took him out fishing in a lake at 

 the headwaters of the Willamette Kiver. Beneath the boat 

 were giant petrified trees, every limb accurately portrayed in 

 the limpid water. They took trout fifteen to twenty inches 

 in length, and as yellow as gold. Nowhere else did he ever 

 see similar fish. In less than an hour they caught a gunny- 

 bag full. [Cries of "Oh! Oh!"] "I am telling you the 

 cold truth," said the speaker. "My father was engaged 

 while I was there in putting up a fence to keep the fish from 

 treading down his grass. [Oh! Oh I] This happens to be a 

 matter of history, gentlemen. The fish out there are able to 

 jump twenty-one and a half feet by actual measurement, and 

 when going up the narrow streams to spawn they sometimes 

 become confused, and, landing in the meadows adjacent, 

 flounder about until often one fish will ruin half an acre of 

 grass." [Shouts of disapprobation.] 



Fred. Mather was on his feet offering to "catch one thou- 

 sand quarter trout in one thousand quarter hours, if Secretary 

 Phillips would give an equal number of flops to his tail in a- 

 greater number of seconds or less; go as you please, barbless 

 hooks. " Phwats the matter with ye?" asked a salmon fisher 

 from the Liffey, and Fred, subsided without having named the 

 terms of his great match, and 



Seth Green here made a speech. 



There were others, too. Blackford talked and talked like a 

 trooper, and old Sam Green and Mr. Banks told a tale of 

 truthful simplicity, and then, and then — " Bet's swim out, 

 Jim ; there's sw-eels around here. Guzzer-bye. See you later., 

 ol' fel\" 



Seth Green here made a speech. 



LONG-RANGE AND REPEATING 

 RIFLES. 



THOUSANDS out of the thousands who have read about 

 and been present at the International and other loDg- 

 range contests at Creedmoor and elsewhere shake their heads 

 in wise self-conceit, admire the fine work shown, the remark- 

 ably brilliant scores and the marvelous accuracy cf the 

 weapons, but conclude their complimentary remarks with the 

 saving clause, " but after all it is fancy shooting." Our militia 

 magnates are fond of thinking that military shooting finds its 

 extreme range about midway up the field, and give to the long- 

 range men credit for working out many interesting problems, 

 for providing data which may be turned to advantage in the 

 improvement of the soldier's weapon, but when a purely mili- 

 tary range is to be laid out, it may, in their judgment, stop at 

 600 yards, or at 500 even, and provide all the accommodation 

 necessary. 



Under one view of the case these officers are correct. If the 

 volunteers whom they are endeavoring to train into an ability 

 to do fairly average work are to be employed only as special 

 police in the preservation of the public peace against the depre- 

 dations of mobs, then such practice as is now offered is all 

 that could or should be reasonably indulged in, and moreover 

 the weapons in the. bands of these troops will do good work 

 at no longer ranges than those over which they are now em- 

 ployed. 



But this should not govern in the case of our national ser- 

 vice. What skeleton of an army we do possess should at 

 least in matters of information keep abreast of the trained 

 forces of other nations, and just now a comparison would not 

 be very flattering or reassuring to us. 



The continental nations are rapidly showing that the army 

 of the near future must be one which can on occasions do ef- 

 fective work at the longest ranges. Not merely through a set 

 of sharpshooters scattered along a skirmish line in a dispersed 

 order and doing their work in an independent manner, but 

 under a system as carefully elaborated before hand as the vol- 

 ley and file-firing of a company or regiment at the closest 

 range. The " fire discipline" must extend over all the ranges, 

 and perhaps over ranges which even our "fancy shooters" do 

 not yet essav. and it must be practiced by every man in the 

 ranks. >, 



The cf^ 1111 Ty OS gyations taken during the Russo-T urkish 

 war has set a/ eriide ma ;r old notions of warfare, and on this 

 point tiere wefj^ strr , D , r] y ie efyiUve of the necessity of utiliz- 

 ing tlu powcue tf inf * tQ fii • long ranges as a whole and 



not as indrrinrluai marksmen. T& ^ volves the P rovi81on of 

 a system of fa , for ammunition >d. on this the critics are 





