Oct. 19, 1912 
493 
FOREST AND STREAM 
of the methods of beam or otter trawling, and 
whether same is destructive or harmful to fish 
and marine life. The latter is the result of a 
sharp fight made by Gloucester, Mass., fisher¬ 
men against the steam trawlers who the Glou¬ 
cester interests allege are about to destroy the 
fishing industry along the Atlantic Coast. 
The Disappointed Bunch. 
(Written by Harlie I. Phillips, one of the unfortunates, 
and dedicated to those who enjoyed (?) the outing.) 
As October 12th, Columbus Day, drew near—when Amer¬ 
ica was found— 
Some members of the *A. P. F. C. thought they’d try 
famous fishing ground. 
They’d heard that at one Seaside Park they capture chan¬ 
nel bass so game, 
“This bulldog fighter for us,” they cried; “stripers and 
weaks are tame.” 
Great preparations, accordingly, the jolly bunch did make, 
Oiled up their reels, tested lines, to John Seger’s went for 
bait. 
“No more shedders,” said John Seger, “the fishing sea¬ 
son’s through.” 
“We cannot fish without bait,” they cried. “Good heav¬ 
ens what shall we do?” 
A happy thought struck one of them. “I’ve a friend in 
New York town, 
If I invite him to this glorious sport, he’ll bring the 
shedders down.” 
The friend arrived crab-laden; his back was nearly broke. 
“I’m no express,” he murmured; "lugging ten dozen 
crabs ’s no joke.” 
The morn it was most glorious; the boys were in great 
glee; 
They crowded on with rods and reels, at Belmar and 
Asbur-ee; 
And when the bunch was counted, as the train it rolled 
along, 
’Twas found that none was missing — they numbered 
twenty-one strong. 
At Seaside Park they disembarked, and to the beach 
they flew; 
“We’ll show the channel bass where we live,” they cried, 
“before we’re through.” 
The ocean’s waves were like a lake; not a ripple was in 
sight. 
Along the beach for a mile they stood, they were ready 
for the fight. 
What a noble lot of fishermen, as they stood in bold 
array. 
’Twas 8 A. M. when they arrived, all ready for the fray; 
Nine A. M.. and still they stood, each man awaiting for 
a bite; 
Ten A. M., and still they stood, not a nibble was in 
sight. 
Eleven A. M.—great excitement — word passed along the 
line 
That a bluefish had been captured — which proved a false 
alarm. 
It proved to be a wicked crab, which was landed on the 
beach, 
The only bite, just then in sight, was something good to 
eat. 
Accordingly adjournment was taken at this time 
To allow the boys some grub to take, ere they got again 
in line. 
Discussions as to reasons why the fish they would not 
bite— 
Some blamed the wind, some blamed the tide; some, 
that fish had taken flight. 
When lunch time it was over, and the fight they did re¬ 
new, 
The grub revived their vigor, it gave them courage, too. 
At 2 P. M.—’twas true this time—two-pound weakfish it 
was caught; 
This woke them up, better weaks than naught; they got 
ready for great sport. 
Three P. M., and still they stood, like statues on the 
sand, 
Awaiting weakfish number two, this sad and luckless 
band. 
lour P. M.—and some of them, exhausted and forlorn. 
Were paying, “To thunder with Seaside Park, I wish 1 
could get home.” 
appreciated what a marvelous exhibition of cast¬ 
ing was witnessed. 
Class B in this event again showed its mettle. 
Brother Asper led with a score of 995 . with 
Brothers Amman and Humphreys, second and 
third, with 99.3 and 99.1. 
In Class C, Brother McFarlin led, with the 
new members, McCandless, Grant and Buchanan 
following. 
Notwithstanding the unfavorable wind con¬ 
ditions, the scores made in the light tackle dry- 
fly accuracy were most creditable (eleven of the 
twelve scores being above 99 per cent.) while 
the leading scores of Brothers DeGarmo and 
Stanley were close to the record. 
Herewith are the scores of the events in de¬ 
tail, as are also the scores of the members 
who have completed their season’s work as per 
schedule. In this connection Brother Stanley 
again comes into prominence, he being the first 
to earn a place for his name on the beautiful, 
friendship cup, presented to our club by the 
Chicago Fly-Casting Club. y 
HARTIE I. PHILLIPS. 
I!ut, sad to say, one train each way, is all the railroad 
runs. 
After 6 o’clock is the time it starts—will 6 o’clock never 
come? 
Tired and exhausted, and nature’s limit reached. 
They all laid down, but not for long, to get a little sleep. 
About this time great biting was experienced by them all, 
Not a man among the twenty-one who cannot but recall 
The bites they got, but not the kind he’d wish to me or 
you— 
For fully ten million mosquitoes even bit them through 
their shoe. 
At last this mosquito-bitten bunch stationward did go. 
And figured what that weakfish represented in real dough. 
The finance committee reported, that that one weakfish 
represents, 
Not counting mosquito remedies, fifty dollars and thirteen 
cents. 
Finale. 
The moral of this story, friends, ’tis not very hard to see: 
Don’t go fishing on Columbus Day, looking for a dis- 
cover-ee. 
When America was discovered, it was to Columbus no 
great lark; 
And you can bet your boots and trinkets, neither is 
fishing at Seaside Park. 
*Asbury Park Fishing Club. 
Illinois Casting Club. 
Chicago, Ill., Oct. 9. —Editor Forest and 
Stream: Fortunate were those who were able 
to be present at our annual fall club tournament 
and to participate in the good fellowship of men 
who were drawn together by kindred interests 
in one of the most difficult and yet most fasci¬ 
nating of sports. 
The first event of the day—the quarter-ounce 
accuracy bait—was cast in a gusty southwest 
wind, and the scores of the place winners in 
the various classes were quite remarkable under 
the conditions. 
However, it was reserved for the half-ounce 
accuracy bait to produce the great sensation of 
the day. In this event Brother Stanley, casting- 
in Class A, performed the seemingly impossible 
and unbelievable feat of making a perfect score. 
Those who have times out of mind, gone the 
half-ounce route know what this means, and 
when it is added that of the ten casts eight 
struck the six-inch center—five on top and three 
on the back—and that the other two casts struck 
six inches on each side, respectively, it will be 
Completed 
season’s 
scores: 
: " ’ ’ 1 
Quarter and 
half ounce accuracy bait, 
combined 
average: 
Stanley . 
.... 99.22 
Wehle . 
. 9S.45 
Pierson . 
.... 99.19 
Bauer . 
. 98.42 
Linder . 
.... 99.18 
Heston . 
. 98.38 
Whitby . 
.... 98.93 
Asper . 
. 98.25 
Jamison . 
.... 98.79 
Swisher . 
. 98.14 
Nicholson . 
.... 98.78 
Hartstall . 
. 98.9 
De Garmo . 
.... 98.76 
Tournier . 
. 97.89 
Kernaghan . 
. 98.73 
McCandless .... 
. 97.54 
Kerr . 
. 98.52 
McFarlin . 
. 97.14 
Amman . 
. 98.47 
Huntley . 
. 97.11 
Delicacy and 
accuracy 
fly, L. T. dry fly 
accuracy, 
and accuracy fly, 
combined 
average: 
De Garmo . 
. 99.21 
Linder . 
. 98.68 
Heston . 
. 99.14 
Amman . 
. 98.53 
Stanley . 
. 99.3 
Swisher . 
. 98.52 
Pierson . 
. 98.90 
Tamison . 
. 98.44 
Whitby . 
. 98.74 
In competition for place on friendship cup, 
presented by Chicago Fly-Casting Club. 
Combined average, Vi and % ounce accuracy bait, 
and L. T. dry fly accuracy and accuracy fly: First, 
Stanley, 99.25. 
Half-ounce distance bait: First, Stanley, 150 feet. 
Quarter-ounce distance bait: First, Jamison, 109 feet. 
L. T. distance fly: First, Stanley, 89 feet. 
Distance fly: First, Amman, 105 feet. 
Salmon fly: First, De Garmo, 130% feet. 
A. F. Swisher, Sec'y. 
Newark Bait- and Fly-Casting Club. 
East Newark, N. J., Oct. 13 .—Editor Forest 
and Stream: The following scores were re¬ 
corded at the club contest held Saturday after¬ 
noon at the club platform, Weequahic Lake. 
The day was beautiful with scarcely any wind. 
Chas. T. Champion made the record distance fly 
cast of the season with 107 feet. Scores: 
-Bait 
Per Cent. Average. 
, -Fly- , 
Feet. Dem’ts 
■\ccy. 
98 5-15 
188 
. 
10 
97 8-15 
184% 
98 
15 
97 4-15 
93 
107 
22 
97 3-15 
97 
' 178% 
88 
ii 
82 
14 
96 3-15 
'79% 
’’’Marsh . 
Mapes . 97 8-15 
Champion . 97 4-15 
Sands . 97 3-15 
Doughty . 
Mercer . 
Jacobus . 
*Guest. 
The season's all-round trophy cup was won 
by Fred T. Mapes with 1,971 points and was 
closely contested by John Doughty, who had 
1,922 points. Doughty wins the cup for the 
best season’s average in accuracy fly-casting. 
Mapes wins the cup for season’s best average 
in distance bait-casting. Champion wins the cup 
for season’s best average for distance fly-casting 
and the cup for half-ounce accuracy bait-casting. 
P. J. Muldoon had an excellent chance to win 
the cup for season’s best average in accuracy 
bait but unfortunately was prevented from at- 
tcnding the last contest on account of sickness. 
Lou L. Sands, Secretary. 
