FOREST AND STREAM 
[July 14, 1906. 
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A GOOD STRING MAKES A GLAD HEART. 
New England Fishing is Good. 
Boston, July 7 — Editor Forest and Stream: 
Glowing accounts are coming in from the various 
resorts of southeastern Massachusetts of fine 
sport with the rod and reel. From Cottage City 
comes the report that not for a number of years 
have the boats brought in such catches of blue- 
fish as within the last two weeks. From eighteen 
to twenty-eight blues to a boat caught on a single 
tide is the record. Other fish taken in large num¬ 
bers are scup, squeteague (often erroneously 
called sea-trout) and bass. Squeteague are also 
plentiful in Buzzard’s Bay waters, one skipper 
and his party bringing into Onset 105, as the re¬ 
sult of a half-day’s fishing. Other localities on 
the bay are equally favored. The bay has been 
looked after with great zeal, and the menhaden 
seiners have been kept out by the efforts of the 
Old Colony Club under the leadership of the 
late Mr. Jefferson and of Ex-President Cleve¬ 
land. 
The fishing has been the magnet that has at¬ 
tracted the city men to the shores of the bay, and 
has led to the erection of palatial summer resi¬ 
dences in every town on the bay shore. In fact, 
the summer business has become, of late years, 
the chief source of revenue in the Cape towns 
with the possible exception of Provincetown, 
which is still the center of a considerable in¬ 
dustry in commercial fishing. The conditions 
which existed fifty years ago, when every Cape 
town sent out vessels to the fisheries, and many 
of them sent ships to every quarter of the globe, 
have undergone a wonderful transformation. So 
great has been the advantages to the Buzzard’s 
Bay towns from the prohibition of net, pound and 
seine fishing, that the trend of public sentiment 
now is towards increasing the area of restricted 
waters. 
On the Kennebec River the local fishermen are 
at present receiving a revenue quite out of the 
ordinary, thanks to the U. S. Fisheries Bureau, 
which has sent the steamer “Fish Hawk” into the 
stream to collect shad-roe. The scarcity of 
spring shad this year, caused the fishermen much 
anxiety, lest what has been a lucrative industry 
should slip away from them. A launch follows 
the fishermen at night and they strip the eggs 
from the female fish and the milt from the male 
into a pan furnished by the steamer. These im¬ 
pregnated eggs are collected and quickly deposited 
in the hatching jars and tanks on board the Gov¬ 
ernment steamer. The fishermen receive $20 a 
million for catching and stripping, but if they 
only catch and do not strip, they are paid half 
that amount. It is a work of so much importance 
to the fishermen, that they are rendering the Gov¬ 
ernment employees all the assistance in their 
power. 
Trout and Salmon. 
As the spring fishing this year was late, so too 
the excess of rain and the low temperature made 
the fly-fishing later than usual, but the warm air 
of the last two weeks has worked a change for 
the better. Universal success meets the host of 
anglers, men and women, whipping the waters 
of the Rangeleys. Mrs. J. W. Carr of New York, 
Mrs. W. W. Coolidge of Salem, Mrs. Pierce of 
Portsmouth, N. H. and Mrs. Pike of Pittsfield 
are accredited with record fish. Mr. and Mrs. 
E. F. Nason of Boston, have passed several days 
in a trip to Kennebago, and both have had great 
success in securing trout and salmon. 
Mr. A. H. Wilbur of Brocton, has to his credit 
one 2, one 4 and one 614 -pound salmon. His 
friend Mr. Dunham has taken two 4-pounders and 
one weighing s l A pounds, but Miss L. M. Dudley 
took one larger yet, a laker of 7% pounds. 
Messrs. Perkins and Farrar of Lowell, record 
lakers of 7H and 7% pounds. Dr. J. F. R. Biron 
of Amesbury, is making a tour of the Rangeleys 
on his way to Round Mountain Lake. Mr. V. 
F. Prentice, a prominent Worcester angler, has 
been passing several weeks at Rangeley and se¬ 
cured many good trout and salmon while there. 
Mr. Harry Dutton of Boston, 'has gone 
in with his auto and will occupy his mag¬ 
nificent camp “Metalluc Lodge,” Umbagog. 
Mr. Lewis Parkhurst, the well-known publisher, 
with his son has taken by instruments the height 
of Bald Mountain, finding it to be 950 feet above 
the surface of the lake, or 3,000 feet above sea- 
level. The largest fish of the season at Upper 
Dam was taken by the veteran angler from Con¬ 
necticut, R. N. Parish. While at King and Bart¬ 
lett, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Becker of New York, 
caught 587 trout, 59 salmon and 16 lakers, but 
returned more than half of them to the water, re¬ 
taining only enough to supply the camp table. 
Mr. S. F. Teele of Somerville and several friends, 
have just started homeward with a good supply 
of fish to distribute among their friends at home. 
Mr. M. H. Hardwick of Boston, the watercolor 
artist, is dividing his time at Lake Webb between 
the palette and the rod. This lake received much 
attention from Commissioner Stanley for several 
years and is showing the good results of his 
admirable work. The meeting of the Maine 
Sportsmen’s Association this week at Kineo, 
brought together more than 200 people. 
Central. 
On the Beaverkill. 
The Beaverkill at last. After five years (I have 
not seen much of the river yet) I find many 
changes in its rapid course. New channels have 
been made and several of the smaller pools have 
vanished. It will always be an ideal stream for 
trout, and they are here still—plenty of them— 
although the season for really good fishing is 
about over on the lower reaches. 
The water is quite warm now, and but few 
natural flies are hatching. A few rises may be 
seen in the evening—none during the heat of the 
day. 
I spent my first evening on the stream, of 
course, and was considerably bored by the silver 
chub or windfish (known as the fallfish in Penn¬ 
sylvania). These rascals fell in love with the 
small fly I was using, hook number 14, and I 
creeled five of the largest—some people are fond 
of them. I killed three good trout with the same 
fly and “a big one got away,” so I think that 
sport was fair. Yesterday afternoon the heat was 
intense, a storm was brewing. I lingered too long 
by the river side and was drenched by the rain 
before I reached the house. Six trout, one really 
good fish. The wind has now shifted to the 
northwest, and the air is like wine, cool and 
stimulating to weary bodies. I hope that the 
temperature of the water will be lower, and the 
fishing better after this change. 
I regret that I am too late for the rise of the 
grannom. I know of no other stream where this 
fly is so numerous as it is on the Beaverkill. The 
first half of June is the season for it, and it some¬ 
times rises in swarms at sunset and after. When 
