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ever beene most hurtlesly necessary, hath been 
the sport or recreation of God’s Saints, of most 
holy Fathers, and of many worthy, and' reverend 
Devines, both dead, and at this time breathing. 
For the use thereof (in its owne true, and un¬ 
abused nature ) carrieth in it neyther covetous- 
nesse, deceipt, nor anger, the three maine spirits 
which (ever in some ill measure) ruleth in all 
other pastimes, neyther are they alone predomi¬ 
nant without the attendance of their severall 
handmaids, as Theft, Blasphemy or Bloudshed, 
for in Dice-play, Cards, Bowles or any sport 
where money is the goale to which mens minds 
are directed, what can mans avarice there be ac¬ 
counted other than a familiar robbery, each seek¬ 
ing by deceijSt to couzen and spoyle other of that 
blisse of means which God hath bestowed to 
support them and their familees? But in this 
Art of Angling there is no such evill for the 
greatest thing it coveteth is, for so much labor 
a little Fish, hardly so much as suffice Nature 
in a reasonable stomache, for the Angler must 
intice, not command his reward, and that which 
is worthy millions to his contentment, another 
may buy for a groate in the Market. His de¬ 
ceipt worketh not upon men but upon those 
creatures whom it is lawful to beguile for our 
honest recreations or needful uses, and for all 
rage, and fury it must be so great a stranger to 
this civill pastime, that if it come but within 
view or speculation thereof it is no more to' be 
esteemed a pleasure, for every proper good there¬ 
of in the very instant faileth, showing unto all 
men that will undergo any delight therein that 
it was invented, taught, and shall forever be 
maintained by Patience only. 
The Loves of Fishes. 
That the tender passion is strong in fishes 
no one who has witnessed a fierce battle be¬ 
tween male trout on the spawning beds for the 
possession of a desirable nest and the compan¬ 
ionship of a more desirable mate will be likely 
to gainsay. This subject has inspired a Western 
poet, who, living far from the shores of old 
ocean, may be supposed to know more of the 
loves of the festive catfish, the pensive sucker 
and the rollicking terrapin than of the marine 
forms from which he draws his alliterative com¬ 
parison. He sings: 
“Love assails 
And warms, ’mid seas of ice, the melting whales, 
Cools crimped cod, fierce pangs to perch imparts. 
Shrinks shriveled shrimps, and opens oysters’ hearts.” 
Passing the “melting whales” over into the 
class mammalia without remark, we may fairly 
consider the power of love to cool the crimped 
cod. Now the cod when crimped for the frying- 
pan has many tranverse gashes cut in its side 
by the sympathizing cook, who our poet, with 
keen observation in his eye, which, although in 
fine frenzy rolling, has not lost a jot or tittle 
of its love for exactness, has perceived allows 
the fish to cool, but whether this may be the 
effect of the temperature of the surrounding air 
or the effect of love is hard for one not a born 
poet to say. The unpoetic cook would probably 
reply that the crimping was done to allow the 
hot fat to penetrate the muscular layers and 
more thoroughly cook the fish, but cooks do not 
enter into these tethetic questions, and are there¬ 
fore unreliable on anything outside of gravies. 
That love “cools the crimped cod” is among 
the possibilities, for a plate of it ordered in a 
cheap restaurant will invariably be found to have 
been cooled by something, and we are not pre¬ 
pared to say that the little blind god may not 
have had his finger in the crimping. 
Who that has captured the osseous perch can 
deny that its rushes when reeled in are not the 
result of fierce pangs? The careless observer 
may attribute this to the hook in its jaws, or to 
fright at the monster with a rod in one hand, 
and a landing net in the other, but the poet 
knows that it is love. This love may have been 
unworthily bestowed upon a deceitful angle- 
worm with a barbed steel intestine, which has 
literally proved a delusion and a snare to a too 
confiding perch, but the love was as true and de¬ 
voted nevertheless, and the perch is not the first 
victim of misplaced confidence. 
We confess that we do not know how the power 
ofjove “shrinks shriveled shrimp,” because we are 
unfamiliar with the shrimp when in that state, 
and do not clearly see how one so shrunk could 
be still more desiccated, nor is it plain how the 
tender passion “opens oysters’ hearts.” We 
inquired of a Fulton Market oyster opener how 
this could be,. and he tossed high in air an 
oyster knife of half a pound weight, and deftly 
catching it by the handle after the manner of 
a juggler, exclaimed: “That is wot I uses to 
open the isters, and I don’t want anything 
better. Have a dozen, boss?” 
Exhausted Oxygen and Fish. 
Thousands of fish have died in Weequahic 
Lake Park, Newark, N. J. Messrs. H. B. Bald¬ 
win, the Board of Health chemist; George C. 
Whipple, a New York piscatorial expert, and 
Director Townsend of the New York Aquarium, 
appointed to ascertain the cause of the death of 
the fish report as follows: 
“Algae is a minute vegetable organism, generally 
seen in still waters. There are about 50,000 
algae plants to a teaspoonful of water, and in 
Weequahic Lake, prior to last Sunday, this pro¬ 
portion was enormously greater. Algae help the 
fish to live, but when the algae die they take the 
oxygen from the water. 
“A sufficient cause for the dying of the fish, 
and the one which we hold to be the true one, 
was a sudden exhaustion of the oxygen in the 
water of the lake, due to the decay of algae, 
which occurred on Sunday. 
“There are no steps that can he taken at the 
present time to restore oxygen to the water. 
“This will be done naturally as soon as there 
are strong winds to ruffle the surface of the lake. 
During the last two days the water has had a 
mirror-like calmness, and there has been but little 
opportunity for it to become aerated. This and 
the high temperature of the water (80 deg. at the 
surface) have had much to do with the exhaus¬ 
tion of the oxygen.” 
The Beaverkill. 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
After reading the great fish stories from the 
Beaverkill River in Forest and Stream for the 
past summer, I decided to spend a week along 
that wonderful stream and try my luck. I have 
just returned, and if there is any fisherman think¬ 
ing of going to the Beaverkill expecting to catch 
trout, he will get badly fooled. I spent one week 
in Cook’s Falls and fished the Beaverkill night, 
morning and noon, and all I caught was Delaware 
chubs and bass. I tried every kind of flies and 
waded in with hip boots where necessary, but 
never a strike. When I talked to the natives 
about trout, they only laughed and said the oldest 
inhabitant couldn’t remember when there was a 
mess of trout caught in the Beaverkill around 
there. I caught a few California trout in the 
Russel Brook about two miles above the Beaver¬ 
kill River and ruined a pair of boots from the 
refuse of a wood alcohol factory that empties its 
chemical filth into, what otherwise has the natural 
condition for a good trout stream. The Beaver¬ 
kill is a great stream for chubs, bass, wood al¬ 
cohol and lemons. Yonicers. 
Adirondack Fishing. 
Blue Mountain Lake, Aug. 24.—Recent rains 
have relieved the drought, restored failing 
springs, and improved the trout fishing. Several 
large catches are reported during the past week. 
Two gentlemen went into camp on Monday 
and returned Tuesday night having caught about 
twenty-five pounds of fine brook trout. They had 
several that weighed nearly or quite one pound 
each. Juvenal. 
CAMP SUPPLIES. 
Tlie camp supplies, to be complete, should include 
Borden’s Eagle Brand Condensed Milk, Peerless Evap¬ 
orated Cream and Borden’s Malted Milk, all of which 
contain substantial nourishment in compact form, and 
supply every milk requirement.'— Adv. 
A Mess of Ships. 
His Turtleship. 
Mr. J. W. Stranahan, of Fort Lauderdale, 
who is in the city to-day, tells of a novel sport 
which is being indulged and enjoyed there by 
Capt. Hancock and Tommie Tiger, a Seminole 
Indian. Several days ago the men captured a 
very large loggerhead turtle. About it they 
fastened a harness. To the harness they tied the 
painter of a canoe. To each of the front flippers 
ropes, rein fashion, are rigged and the monster 
put in the water. It swims rapidly and tows the 
canoe about with ease. By pulling on the ropes 
attached to the flippers, the turtle is steered 
about much the same as a horse. Yesterday 
Mr. Turtle took a notion he would give the 
occupants of the canoe a sea ride and headed 
out to the inlet unmindful of all attempts to 
guide it, and according to the informant an 
anchor had to be put out to bring it to a check. 
After numerous attempts it was induced to go 
back inside the inlet to more calm waters and 
the pleasure of the day was brought to a close. 
Mr. Stranahan declares that quite a sum has al¬ 
ready been offered for his turtleship, but he is 
not for sale.-—Miami Metropolis. 
His Gatorship. 
Mr. Will Prevatt, a younger brother of the 
late J. T. Prevatt, while riding through the woods 
near Mims, on horseback, a few days ago, started 
to cross a stream of water, but he had not gone 
far when he saw a large alligator coming for him 
and only about ten feet away. He at once 
reached in his saddlebags for his revolver, but 
“Mr. ’Gator” was too quick for him, for before 
he could think the monster came at the horse 
and fastened his massive jaws upon its shoulder, 
and as the horse made a jump backwards for his 
protection, the alligator took the flesh with him. 
The horse was pretty badly hurt, but is getting 
along very well. Mr. Prevatt succeeded in kill¬ 
ing his ’gatorship before he left the spot.—Titus¬ 
ville Advocate. 
His Snakeship. 
Some of the boys who had a rattlesnake in a 
box with a wire netting top decided that they 
would kill the snake by drowning; so they 
weighted the box with rocks and let it down 
into the river. After letting the snake drown 
an hour and a half they hauled up the box and 
found tl&e snake not only alive but so mad he 
was nothing but a hiss and rattles. The drown¬ 
ing is postponed for the time being and probably 
some other scheme will be tried to end his snake- 
ship’s life.—Cocoa and Rockledge News. 
His Crocodileship. 
Havana Harbor has a six foot crocodile swim¬ 
ming around somewhere in its depths, and for 
several days the public can expect to hear of 
little pickaninnies playing along the harbor front, 
disappearing mysteriously. It is not positively 
proven, but it appears that the Ward Line Com¬ 
pany when it got hold of the crocodile yesterday, 
was under the impression that they were handling 
a crate of pineapples, for they smashed the heavy 
box around in such a way that it at last broke, 
and his crocodileship hit for the water. There 
was a cry of alarm from the employes of the 
Ward Line, and the sailors climbed the mainmast 
until they saw the animal leaving a long streak 
behind him as he made for the shore. He has 
probably gotten under the wharves, and it may 
be weeks before he is found.—Havana Telegraph, 
July 2. 
Potomac Bass. 
Bass fishing has been very good in the Poto¬ 
mac River above and below Williamsport, Md. 
All the fish laws of the United States and Can¬ 
ada, revised to date and nozv in force, are given 
in the Game Laws in Brief. See adv. 
