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AMATEUR PHOTO BY MRS. WM 8: LEE. 
ON A NEWFOUNDLAND MARSH. 
Winner of Special Prize in Recreation’s 8th Annual Photo Competition. Made with No. 4 Eastman 
Cartridge Kodak. 
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FISHING. 
EMMA G. CURTIS. 
A-restin’ on a grassy bank, 
Encumbered with a fishin’ pole, 
To-day I watched the muskrats prank 
And swallers skim the minner hole; 
I mused amongst the dragon flies, 
And young birds practisin’ their wings, 
And lily pads and pictered skies, 
How fishin’s like most other things! 
The chap that digs the fattest bait 
And picks the likeliest day and pool, 
That don’t poke round and start too late, 
That hustles sharp and yet keeps cool; 
And when he’s got things workin’ right 
Jest seitles, calm as heart can wish, 
And gives ’em time to bite, 
That man will get a string of fish. 
But that there sort that tears around, 
That first tries this pool and then that, 
As nervous as a rabbit hound, 
And on the fence ’twixt perch and cat; 
That thinks that spittin’ on his bait 
Makes up for bait that’s tough and pore, 
That never gets it through his pate 
That big is big, not luck and roar; 
That keeps a-jerkin’ up his hook 
And keeps his line a-goin’ swish, 
Before his catch is fairly took, 
He'll go home mighty short o’ fish. 
