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bhe other, by pushing against it with his body, and after 

 playing hide and seek with the bait for nearly half an 

 hour, he gave a grand whirl and then retired to a quiet 

 spot near the upper edge of the pool, and placing himself 

 in position, in plain sight all of the time, he positively 

 refused to budge an inch. Nothing seemed good enough 

 to tempt him to make a strike that morning, so Mr, 

 Briggs left him for some other, perhaps more lucky, fish- 

 erman to try his skill upon. As bait for grayling the 

 grasshopper did the best as a rule. The small Scotch 

 hook gave the best satisfaction of any hook used. 



Mr. Updegraffe makes a very nice cast. He has no 

 trouble when standing in midstream, water hip deep, in 

 delivering 7oft. of line and landing his fly as softly as a 

 feather upon the water. He uses a Hght, 7oz. , split-bam- 

 boo rood. 



Nine miles up the Baldwin, at Bradford's dam, the en- 

 tire party spent one evening fly-fishing. They had extra 

 good luck and took twenty tine trout, averaging about 

 lib. each. They found it hard work to wade the stream 

 in the dark and to make their casts to good advantage, 

 but they were all greatly pleased with their night's work. 

 They returned to Lansing delighted with the people whom 

 they had met, pleased with their camping and fishing, 

 and they would say to any really good fellow who wants 

 a good time to go to Baldwin. 



Uncle Abe Bush is one of the fixtures and old-time 

 characters of Baldwin, He has passed the three score 

 milestone by a number of summers, but he is hale and 

 hearty and well preserved, and a most delightful com- 

 panion in the camp and on the river. He is a competent, 

 good guide in every sense of the word, and he knows the 

 wants of the trout fisher and woodsman thoroughly. His 

 home is a very modest Httle cabin in the edge of the vil- 

 lage, where he lives alone. He was a soldier early in life 

 and his army training serves him well in his old age, for 

 he is a pattern of neatness always, and his cosy cabin 

 home is wholesome and exceedingly well kept. A large 

 piece of canvas reaching nearly across the front of the 

 cabin tells the wayfarer that he has reached the head- 

 quarters of the Baldwin Fishing Club, and that Abe Bush 

 is the president of the club. Inside of the cabin, if Uncle 

 Abe is at home, he will receive a very hearty and whole- 

 souled welcome, and if he likes to look over fine fishing 

 tackle, and hear how the fishing was done a score of 

 years ago, and about the big trout and the big catches in 

 the early days in Micliigan, he will be pleasantly and well 

 entertained. The boys from Detroit, Grand Eapids, and 

 from many places outside of the State, when they visit 

 this section make their home at The Townsend and their 

 headquarters with Uncle Abe. The great abundance of 

 fine fishing tackle which hangs stispended by wooden pegs 

 on the walls of Uncle Abe's cabin home, and his com- 

 fortable, home-like surroundings, seem to indicate that 

 Uncle Abe stands in well with the boys, and that tney 

 appreciate liis friendship and reward him well for his 

 hospitality. 



Cans, Canning and Canners. 



Some little time ago I mentioned in Forest and Stream 

 that a party of jolly campers at our lake were having lots 

 of fun and great sport fishing with tin can floats, and 

 since the article was published I have been flooded with let- 

 ters asking how the floats were made and how to use them. 

 Simply tie one end of the line into the ring in the funnel 

 end of the can, bait your hook and throw the entire ar- 

 rangement overboard into ihe water and let it drift. 

 When a fish takes the bait the buoyancy of the can, con- 

 stantly pulling upward, soon tires him out, for it requires 

 quite a pull to keep the can under water. As there is no 

 line attached to the can except the short line that has the 

 baited hook on, there is nothing to hold tlie can and it 

 goes here and there, now on top of the water, and now 

 imder the water, as the fish moves along, or as the fish 

 runs deep or shallow. You would be very much sm-- 

 prised to see how soon a big fish will tire out and give up 

 to the steady puU of the can. With a dozen of these cans 

 drifting about, it requires the constant attention of three 

 or four fishermen in a boat to keep the cans in shipshape. 

 It often gives the boatman a great race to catch the can 

 and secure the fish. It makes heaps of fun for the out- 

 siders. With one of the new style of snap hooks you get 

 the fish every time — they very seldom get off the hook. 

 To make the float we take a 3-pound can, one that has 



I had canned corn or some other kind of canned goods in 

 it, take tlie can to the tinsmith and have him slice off 



' about one-eighth of an inch from one end of the can; 



' then have him make a long f uunel-shaped cap and solder 

 it on to the cut-off end of the cap; then take a piece of 

 light wire and make an eye on one end of it, or take a 

 small screw-eye, that you can get at any hardware store, 



. and stick it into the funnel end of the can and solder it 

 tight, and if the can is airtight you are all ready for 

 business. As the baited line is short and the can revolves 

 readfly in the water, it does not require a swivel to keep 

 the line from twisting up or kinking. 



Jugging is one way of fishing, bottle-fishing is another, 

 but nothing equals the tin can float if you wish to fish in 



I that way. The can is light, durable, strong, easily 

 handled and will last a lifetime if properly cared for, 

 and if painted white the can may be seen on the water 



I for a long distance. For a party, or a picnic at the lake, 

 can-fishing will afford more amusement at less expense 

 than anything that can be gotten up to entertain the 

 party. The can costs you nothing and the tinsmith will 

 only charge you a dime to fix the entire can in good 

 shape for actual service. Attorney General EUis, of 

 Michigan, in his official report states that there is noth- 

 ing in the fish laws of Michigan which prohibits fishing 

 with floats. 



The trout, the grayling, the pike, the bass, all find a 

 congenial home in the waters of the streams and lakes 

 of Michigan. I have in store for you the details of a 

 most delightful and pleasant trip down the An Sable after 

 grayling, the acknowledged king of inland fish — and, to 

 me, some equally as pleasant hours among the quail and 

 ruffed grouse. Julian. 



Pennsylvania. Fish Protective Association. 



Philadelphia, Nov. 1.— The celebration of the eleventh 

 anniversary of the organization of the association will be 

 ■ held at the rooms of the association on Tuesday evening, 

 Nov. 14, at 8 o'clock. W. J. Sellers, Sec'y. 



"Money ain't eb'ryt'ing in dis country yit," says Uncle 

 Mose. "People still t'inks a whole lot more ob da man dat 

 ketches one hah dan ob de man dat buys a whole string ob 

 Bm."—Induvtiapolis Journal, 



FISH CAUGHT IN DEEP WATER. 



Denver, Col., Sept. i.— Editor Forest and Stream: 

 In your issue of Sept. 2, page 189, third column, there is 

 an article entitled "On Tilefish Grounds," relating the 

 experience of the schooner Grampus in a recent cruise in 

 search of that fish. In the last paragraph but two a num- 

 ber of other fish are mentioned as having been taken 

 along with the tilefish, two of which were taken from the 

 stomach of one of the captives. Then the paragraph con- 

 cludes with this sentence, "The fish as a rule come up 

 with the stomachs turned inside out." 



I desire to ask is this statement an error of the printer, 

 is it a freak or is it a fact in natural history? If the lat- 

 ter it is news to me, no matter how well it may be 

 known to others, and I wotild like to learn more about it. 

 What fish are meant? The tilefish; all of the several 

 species named; the swallowera or the swallowed? Were 

 the stomachs ejected or how were they reversed? What 

 was the cause? Was it the coming from a great depth? 



W. N. Byers. 



pt is a fact that many of the tilefish, when brought 

 suddenly from great depths to the surface, are found with 

 their stomachs everted and protruding from the gullet. 

 The same is true of other fish under similar conditions, 

 notably cod, hake, pollock, rose-fish, red snapper and 

 grouper. The fish upon which the observation has been 

 made all have wide gullets through which the stomach 

 can readily be forced by pressure from within. 



The cause of the turning inside out is the sudden re- 

 moval of the pressure of water from without, allowing 

 the expansive force of the air within the cavities of the 

 body to exert itself without adequate resistance. The 

 eyes are forced from their sockets, the scales are loosened, 

 giving the surf ace a blistered appearance, and the stomach 

 is frequently everted, as described in the account above 

 referred to.] 



FISHING CLUBS OF LANCASTER. 



Lancaster, Pa., can boast of three clubs, composed in 

 large part of enthusiastic devotees of the rod. The 

 Tuquan Club — Mr. Kevenski, Pres. ; Major Rinoehl, Sec'y. 

 The Algonquin Club— Harry Moore, Pres.; John Black, 

 Sec'y. The East End Club— Harry HeiT, Pres. ; T. A. 

 Deem, Sec'y; F. A. Everett, Treas. 



The old Iroquois Club seems to have died away; some 

 of its members are to be found in one or another of the 

 clubs now in existence, others have passed over the river 

 and are beyond the finding processes of man. 



The clubs above mentioned are well organized and this 

 is especially true of the East End Club, which is a stock 

 company, the members being limited to twenty. The 

 regular camping ground of the East Enders is located in 

 a very pleasant grove on Sherman Creek, about one mile 

 from Blaine, Perry coimty, Pa. This is a most delight- 

 ful place and an annual reunion is held by the club each 

 summer. During the present season most of the mem- 

 bers went into camp the last week in July, Fishing for 

 pike was very good, but turtling furnished the fun. Pike 

 were unusually plentiful and about eighty were taken. 

 The total catch of turtles was forty-two, the largest of 

 which weighed ISlbs. They were caught on hooks, 

 baited with fresh meat. Of course turtling isn't sport, 

 but it's mighty good fun when they're biting and one 

 has an empty larder to fill. 



Not a trace of black bass was to be seen in Sherman 

 Creek, from whence they have been driven by the vora- 

 cious pike. Ml-. Justin Roddy, of the Millersville Normal 

 School, tells us that there are quite a number of bass in 

 the smaller streams tributary to this creek, fish of excel- 

 lent quahty and exceptionally bright colors for the kind. 

 These ai-e a remnant that have escaped the "wolves" of 

 the larger streams. Last year the East End Club camped 

 at Wagner's dam, three miles northwest of Landisburg. 

 The creek here fiows through a narrow gorge, formed by 

 high hills on either side. The breast of the dam is 35ft. 

 high, the area of water above about forty acres. Twenty 

 years ago this dam was damaged to such an extent that 

 the water had to be drawn off to make the necessary re- 

 pairs. The creek was known to be full of fish, so before 

 the water was drawn off, the people for miles around 

 were notified of what was to take place and invited to 

 come and help themselves to the fish. 



The quantity of fish taken from the stream was beyond 

 all expectation. Thousands upon thousands of well- 

 known American forms were gathered in. 



On July 8 the Tuquan Club went into camp at York 

 Furnace, on the Susquehanna, for a stay of ten days. 

 July 12 Mr. Sec'y Demuth, of the Pennsylvania State 

 Commission, went down, and with several of the other 

 members took sixty bass. Somehow or other when 

 Brother Demuth reaches camp the boys go to fishing, 

 and it's a bad day if they don't catch them. 



Early in July Messrs. F. A. Demuth and J. Porter went 

 to Fite's Eddy for bass and succeeded in taking twenty- 

 seven fish, largest 31bs., total weight of catch 401bs. 



Mr. John Kevenski, President of the Tuquan Club, 

 caught three fine crappie whfle at York Furnace, about 

 500 of these fish were introduced into the Susquehanna 

 at Columbia three years ago, and are now occasionally 

 caught. It is to be hoped that they will thrive and mul- 

 tiply, and so make a deshable addition to the list of game 

 fishes of this noble river. 



To write of Lancaster's fishing clubs and overlook 

 Major Howell would be quite as bad as to bind up an edi- 

 tion of the Bible omitting the Book of Genesis. 



The Major is in his eightieth year, and may justly be 

 called the father of anglers in Lancaster. The woods 

 and banks of streams have been his rendezvoxis for years. 

 He seeks and finds both health and pleasure in nature, 

 and in his erect, sturdy carriage to-day is an example of 

 the benefits of outdoor life. For the past 40 years Major 

 HoweU has made regular tiips to the Susquehanna and 

 other streams. Among his favorite resorts on the river 

 are Safe Harbor and Shank's Ferry, both noted places for 

 bass and "salmon." 



The Major's tackle box is always fuU of light, suitable 

 gear for the fishes he seeks, every piece in its proper place, 

 so that there need be no time lost getting "a few more 

 hooks, lures, leaders," etc. Rising at 4 A. M., he break- 

 fasts, after which he is off, for there is a drive of ten 

 miles before the fishing is reached. Man and boat ready, 

 the Major has entered upon his fishing in good time, and 

 if the river is in condition a fine lot of bass is his reward. 

 The small-mouthed black bass, in the swift waters fished 

 by Major Howell, are as game a fish as one comes across. 



Messrs. Howell, Frey and Hubly, often seen together on 



these excursions, are a trio hard to beat. The Major in 

 his long experiences has met with many funny things, 

 and has had good laughs at the expense of some com- 

 panion. On one of their recent trips he and Frey were 

 fishing from the same boat. The Major landed the first 

 bass, and soon another, when Frey said, "Major, would 

 you care if I should cast in near your line?" To which 

 the Major replied, "No, certainly not" Frey cast into 

 the promising water, and the Major in a spirit of fun 

 immediately took Frey's end of the boat, and casting in 

 soon hooked a bass, niuch to Frey's chagrin. 



The Major and a friend were on the river at Safe Har- 

 bor in 1891 when a large "salmon" leaped out of the wa- 

 ter and circled right over the tip of his rod. The fish 

 soon again appeared above the surface, this time with the 

 hook in its mouth. The Major not trusting his light 

 tackle with such a large fish, directed the boatman to a 

 sandbar, where he managed to strand the fish. It meaa- 

 m-ed 23in. from mouth to tail. 



Maj. Howell's old bass scores ran high, as many as sixty 

 bass a day, but nowadays the scores do not run so large, 

 a dozen fish being a good day's catch. Bart. 



"Forest and Stream- at the Fair. 



Coffee at the Fair. 



The matter of eating and drinking at the Fair is for 

 the most part to be considered in the light of a luxury. 

 There is only one thing of that sort which you can have 

 good at the Fair at a reasonable price, that is coffee. 

 For this you pay the uniform price of ten cents a cup, 

 and if you know where to get it, you can secure a bev- 

 erage such as was never before known in Chicago. 

 Rather let us differentiate the coffee question, and say 

 beverages, for the knowing one in World's Fair coffee 

 matters can show you half a dozen sorts of coffee there,, 

 all dissimilar and aU good— as good some of them as that, 

 proverbial coffee which is made at the camp-fire. Per- 

 haps lovers of this camp-fire cup may get a hint or a bit 

 of knowledge out of a study of the different foreign cof- 

 fees of the Fair. The Chief and myself sacrificed our- 

 selves on one or two afternoons in the purpose of getting 

 a comprehensive knowledge of the subject. 



Between the Fisheries Building and the Lagoon, going 

 north, is the big and ornate building of Brazil, and back 

 of this building the Brazilian government dispenses free 

 coffee, from 1 tiU 4 P. M., each day. It does this to 

 induce newspaper men to migrate to Brazil, which isn't 

 a very good place for the profession. Owing to the pur- 

 chasing clause of this coffee being as it was, the Chief 

 and I patronized the Brazil product a great deal. Let no 

 one despise Rio coffee, if this be the coffee we had, albeit 

 no Rio coffee of the corner grocery ever could produce a 

 nectar like this. The Brazihan coffee was made by the 

 "French drip" process, like the Creole coffee of the South, 

 but on a larger scale. The berry, well browned, is 

 ground fine, and boiling hot water is poured over a quan- 

 tity of the ground coffee. The percolations are coffee, 

 clear-, bright and strong, aromatic, pungent, yet with no 

 raw or unpleasant flavor. It certainly is 'coffee that 

 "takes holt." There is a novel and seven poems in every 

 pot of Brazilian coffee, and at first we came near voting 

 it the medal of honor, untfl one of the coft'ee girls, a 

 curly-headed, saucy thing, offended us by intimating that 

 we could get a line on the Brazil coffee weU enough with- 

 out ordering more than two cups apiece. That made us 

 mad, and we told her that we would not colonize Brazil 

 under any circumstances. 



Guatemala Coffee. 

 Back of the Brazil buildiag is the Guatemala building, 

 and out in the open air neai- this building they serve you 

 coffee at 10 cents a cup, while you sit and listen to four 

 natives play the marimba, an instrument which is a com- 

 bination of the zylophone, the organ and the piano, and'i. 

 which gives forth music of just the sort that makes yovt 

 want to buy more coffee. The marimba is admirably,- 

 adapted to its purpose of outdoor music, its half barbaric : 

 melody being the natural complement to the bright native • 

 costumes of the pretty coffee girls, and to the mild sweet-- 

 ness of a coffee which is foreign and imknown — to that; 

 extent we could believe it a distillation born of another- 

 world. The Chief and I never could make up oiu- minds, 

 which coffee we Uked best, but we found on comparing 

 notes that we came around to the Guatemala booths about 

 four times as often as anywhere else, and so reasoned that 

 this must be the best coffee. It is true, the music was 

 good, and the coffee girls passhag fair to look upon, but 

 all adventitious surrouhdings aside, the Guatemala coffee 

 was so sympathetic, so touching, so dreamy, yet so potent 

 and so thriUing, that we could never resist its charm. 

 Once we drank a pot of it, and then it seemed a hberal 

 privilege to live upon a world so glorious as this. The 

 next day, however, the Chief complamed that the coffee 

 had swelled his liver all up tiU it stuck outside of his ribs. 

 "Why, I look like a poisoned pup, I'm all swole up so," 

 he said, plaintively; and this being the first time 1 ever 

 knew him to complain of anything once taken into his 

 confidence, so to speak, I am inclined to ascribe great 

 power to the Guatemala extract. This also is a drip 

 C9ffee, and with it one is served a delicate, flaky waffle, a 

 bit too greasy, and bearing an unpoetic native name 

 which sovmds like "gufl" or "goff." 



Costa Rica Coffee. 



Near by the Guatemala buildujg is that of Costa Rica,, 

 and upon the north side of this building you can get a. 

 waffle similar to that of Guatemala and a cup of coffee al 

 great deal larger. The Brazfl and Guatemala cup^ are just 

 larger than after-dinner cups, but the Costa Rica cup is. 

 the kind the hired man wants to have alongside when he- 

 is eating ham and turnips. It is good coffee, better than 

 you can buy in any big Chicago or New York restaurant, 

 but the cup is so big it raises your suspicions. This, 

 is not a drip coffee, but is made by a peculiar steaming- 

 process. When the crowds grew so big, the last month of 

 the Fair, this coffee grew weaker, and I suspect plain boilr- 

 ing, with no frills. A Costa Rica, Guatemala or Brazil] 

 man who came to Chicago to live would soon forget how- 

 to make good coffee. 



The Coffee of the Plaisance. 

 Away up on the Midway there are some Algerian 

 booths where you can have coffee made for you while you 



