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bending the rod nearly double.. Out of 

 the water he came, fully 2 feet, then back 

 with a splash. More line recovered. One 

 more rush, a weak struggle, and he lay in 

 the bottom of the canoe; a z x A pounder 

 and a gamy one, too. 



Then it was my turn at the rod and my 

 wife took the paddle. I replaced the buck- 

 tail and fished in shore near the rushes. 

 Several times I started a fish, but without 

 getting a strike. Then I tried a frog and 

 presently hooked a small fish, which I 

 reeled in without ceremony. 



I handed my wife the rod, and once 

 more she began whipping. Soon there was 

 a rush, a sharp strike, and the reel 

 sang shrilly. Straight into deep water 

 went the fish. Yard after yard of line 

 went singing after him. I paddled 

 hard, but the fish had the start and 

 still the line ran out. There must 

 have been at least 50 yards out before he 

 halted. Then a little was reeled in before 

 another rush for the upper lake. I knew 

 if he tried to go through the narrows it 

 was all off, for there were pond lilies and 

 rushes there. My wife knew it, also, and 

 did a risky thing; she gave him the butt. 

 I expected to see the rod snap, but it stood 

 tn 5 strain. The fish was snobbed and came 

 to the surface. Then suddenly the line 

 slackened and a few yards were reeled in. 

 A second rush followed, but my wife 

 handled him skillfully and soon halted him. 

 Then it was a game of give and take, but 

 we finally got him within gaffing distance. 

 He proved a 6-pound pickerel. 



Ir was then nearly 9 o'clock and we did 

 not try fly, or bait casting, but fished for 

 small fish. An hour gave us all tne perch 

 and blue gills we wanted. 



Returning to the buggy we ate lunch. 

 Then after resting a while we again took 

 the canoe and went for more fish. 



Getting out a spoon hook we trolled 

 slowly around the upper lake, but it was 

 too early. At about 4 o'clock we tried again 

 with better success. Our total catch was 

 4 bass, weighing 10^ pounds, 3 pickerel 

 scaling about 10, and about 25 perch and 

 blue gills. . 



We could have caught a barrel of small 

 fish, but we know when we have enough. 



I should be pleased to go to the same 

 lake with any reader of Recreation who 

 visits this vicinity. 



Stanley CrandaM, Union City, Mich. 



BIG HAUL OF TROUT. 

 Four Negaunee boys, Leslie and Keith Mait- 

 land, John Broad and Albert Rough, took 275 

 trout from Green's creek. Most of the fish were 

 of good size, so the catch was easily the finest 

 made this season by local anglers. The boys 

 fished only a few hours. The trout bit well and 

 it was no trouble to catch ' them. — -Marquette 

 (Mich.) Mining Journal, 



I wrote these young men for confirma- 

 tion of this report and received the follow- 

 ing reply: 



The number of trout reported caught by 

 myself and 3 friends, 275, is correct. 

 These trout were caught at Green's creek, 

 in the Southern part of Marquette county, 

 Michigan. I have had a lot of experience 

 in hunting and fishing, and any time I 

 could give any information I should be 

 glad to do so. 



John Broad, Negaunee, Mich. 



If you could give any information of 

 any decent work you have done in the way 

 of shooting and fishing, readers of Recrea- 

 tion would be glad to have it, but they 

 would not appreciate any further accounts 

 of slaughter such as you admit having been 

 guilty of. You have by this admission 

 shown your bristles distinctly and decent 

 sportsmen will shun you accordingly. — Ed- 

 itor. 



TIMMS IS AFTER THEM. 



About 18 miles South of Chicago lies 

 Wolf lake. It is not a beautiful body of 

 water, there being little timber. The 

 shores are lined with bullrushes and 

 large bunches of rushes are scattered all 

 over the lake, making it appear like a 

 large swamp; but many a pleasant day 

 have I spent there. It is convenient for 

 a day's fishing, and conditions being fa- 

 vorable one can get 8 or 10 bass and 

 pickerel by working hard for them. If I 

 could catch that number each time I went 

 after them, I should be well satisfied. I 

 have been told that Wolf lake has recently 

 been restocked with large and small mouth 

 bass. William Timms, wh6 has been ap- 

 pointed deputy game warden of Whiting, 

 Indiana, will do all he can to protect the 

 new stock of bass. In fact, he has al- 

 ready been around to see the men who 

 have gill nets and has told them they 

 would better use their nets for fuel now, 

 because they could have no other use for 

 them. W r hen I know of a good man in the 

 right place, it does me good to mention 

 him. 



William Yardley, Chicago. 



MORE OF THE VERMONT HERD. 



Some time ago a subscriber in Vermont 

 sent me a clipping from the Burlington 

 Free Press, stating that Lewis Wood, Wm. 

 Rivers and Jerry Donahue, of Montpelier, 

 had recently returned from a fishing trip 

 on which they caught 486 pounds of pike. 

 I wrote all 3 of these alleged men and 

 asked them if the statement was correct. 

 Wood and Donahue failed . to answer. 

 Rivers sent an evasive reply, in which he 



