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pense of much time, toil and trouble over the 
long trail from the end of the railroad to the 
cabin in the winter—the man said: 
“Have everything in ship shape by four o’clock 
this afternoon, for the Boss will be here then.” 
Down the lake he went, six or eight miles, 
to pick up “the Boss” and the several guests 
who were coming up for the ten days or two 
weeks’ spring fishing that surpasses any other 
vacation in the year. 
The Head of the Firm saw the party arrive, 
smiled at the recollection of the confusion that 
marks the first few hours’ adventure of the city 
crowd in the woods, and watched the band of 
choice spirits and associates as they gathered 
round the comfortable wood fire that roared 
in the 'big stone chimney in the evening. 
He also followed in memory the various ex¬ 
cursions to the wild trout lakes of the region 
and reviewed the wonderful results and accom¬ 
plishments that are possible to those whose good 
fortune it is to cast a fly in hitherto unfished 
waters, and take choice of a seemingly exhaust¬ 
less supply of trout. In retrospect he saw him¬ 
self in a canoe with one of the guides, battling 
with the Grandfather of all trout, the Big ’Un 
that got away, even though played by a master 
hand at the reel. 
The canoe was rounding a rocky inlet at one 
end of the lake when the strike came in response 
to a deft cast. What happened in the next few 
minutes seemed to excite the Head of the Firm, 
even though now only a memory. The canoe 
keeled over dangerously and wheeled crossways 
to the surging line and bending rod. 
“Basil! BOZEEL!” 
“Oui, M’sieu.” 
“Hang it, swing the canoe! Prenez garde! 
Arret! . Oh d - n!” 
The trout was gone. 
“He bite nex’ time, mebbe,” commented Bo- 
zeel, half ashamed of himself. 
“Yes, he will,” remarked the disgusted fisher¬ 
man. “Just look over the side now and you 
can see him down there, against that white rock, 
tying a bandage around his nose and picking up 
stones in his fins to throw at us. No comprenez?” 
The sarcasm was lost on the guide. 
“Oui, all ri’, for sure,” was the only answer. 
The door opened and a clerk appeared. 
“Will you take up those Atchison 4’s this af¬ 
ternoon?” asked the clerk. “The messenger from 
the bank is here.” 
The Head of the Firm looked up with an ab¬ 
sent expression in his eyes. 
“I think I will take up this time,” he said, “a 
new supply of Montreals and a few of those 
gray, yellow and red flies that Mills tied for 
me this fall.” 
There was the slightest twitch in the corner 
of the clerk’s mouth. He knew the Boss’s weak¬ 
ness, and by following it at a respectful distance 
of enthusiasm, usually secured for himself sev¬ 
eral extra day’s vacation each season. 
“I was speaking of the listed securities,” he 
answered. 
The face of the Head of the Firm flushed 
slightly as he came back to earth again, gave the 
necessary directions, and bent over his desk. 
The clerk, returning to the outer office, related 
in confidence to the bank messenger the conver¬ 
sation in detail. 
“Dippy, eh?” remarked the messenger as he 
took up his hat. 
“Yes, I guess you are right,” answered the 
clerk, “ for why should a man want to take 
Montreals and Yellow Sallies with him when he 
can always find worms to use!” 
The messenger got to the door, across the hall 
and into the elevator without once turning his 
back to the clerk. 
“Plumb bug, both of ’em,” was his only com¬ 
ment as he shot into the safe and sane mael¬ 
strom of Wall Street. 
RAINBOW TROUT FOR JERSEY. 
Streams in Southern Part of State to Be Stocked. 
Trenton, N. J., Nov. 25.—The State Fish and 
Game Commissioners announced to-day they will 
begin next month stocking about fifty streams 
in the southern part of the State with rainbow 
trout. 
Ordinary brook trout do not thrive in the 
southern section of Jersey as a rule, due, it is 
thought, to the fact that the waters are warmer 
than the spring fed streams in the northern part 
of the State. 
Rainbow trout have been propagated success¬ 
fully where ordinary brook trout have proved a 
failure, and the commission hopes this may be 
the case in the streams of southern New Jersey. 
OLD VOLUMES OF FOREST AND STREAM. 
Rockville, Conn., Dec. 7, 1914. 
Editor, Forest and Stream: 
I noticed the inquiry for bound volumes of 
Forest and Stream. I have them bound from 
Vol. 21, 1883 to 1891, but they are not for sale. 
I also have all the copies from 1891 to the present 
time, except some that friends have borrowed 
and forgot to return. 
I was pleased to read in last week’s number 
that Mr. J. L. Davison had found the copy he 
was looking for and that it might be possible 
to get some numbers that one was “shy of.” 
If I can complete my back numbers I shall 
also get them bound. F. E. METCALF. 
A NOTABLE BOOK FOR FLY FISHERMEN. 
With the multiplication in recent years of a 
large number of papers and magazines which 
claim to be authoritative guides to those inter¬ 
ested in outdoor sports and pursuits, there has 
sprung up an adventurous class of writer. This 
eager scribe makes no hesitation in rushing into 
print where wiser men than he fear to tread; 
and we have in consequence a voluminous mag¬ 
azine and book literature written no doubt with 
honest motives, but nevertheless wholly inade¬ 
quate experience. 
The fly fisherman, therefore, may be pardoned 
if in taking up Mr. Southard’s most sumptuous 
work he asks himself what sort of a man the 
author is, and how well qualified to enter a 
field where shine such lights as Henshall, Jor¬ 
dan, Evermann, Wells, Camp, Halford, Sir Ed¬ 
ward Grey, and Dewar. 
The modest preface merely tells the inquirer 
that Mr. Southard is a fly fisherman with more 
than a quarter century of experience behind 
him, and that he has caught trout on many lakes 
and streams. This admission at any rate re¬ 
moves him from that ambitious class which 
feels qualified to write on fishing after a month 
in Maine, or on camping after a few weeks 
in the New Brunswick woods. 
Inquiries from the author’s friends, and more 
especially one gentleman who adorns the bench 
of the Supreme Court of this State, reveal 
the fact that Mr. Southard is a distinguished 
consulting engineer, formerly engineer appoint¬ 
ed from civil life to West Point, and widely 
known in his profession. In earlier years, be¬ 
fore he became a consultant and consequently 
a dweller near the law courts, his work took 
him into all parts of the country. And wher¬ 
ever he went his rods and flybooks went with 
him. 
His experience has consequently not been lo¬ 
calized to any special area, but spread out 
through almost thirty years over the length and 
breadth of the land. And since his profession is 
one where it is costly not to think before he 
speaks, it follows that he brings to his labor 
of love—this book of his—a marked disincli¬ 
nation to set down in cold and damning print 
any statement that has not been well considered 
One of our foremost angling authorities, 
James A. Henshall, M.D., author of “Favorite 
Fish and Fishing,” has characterized Mr. South¬ 
ard’s book as the “most superb work on angling 
that has been published in America, if one may 
except Dr. F. M. Johnson's work, which cost 
some thirty thousand dollars on general fishing.” 
“Trout Fly-Fishing in America” has evidently 
been written with the view of giving to young 
anglers, and even beginners, such information 
about the art of fly-fishing as would later en¬ 
able 'them to become successful exponents of 
the sport. In the chapters which are of par¬ 
ticular interest to these young fishermen Mr. 
Southard has not only made his suggestions as 
to the method of procedure, but he has carefully 
given his reasons for doing so in so lucid a 
manner that the tyro says to himself, “Here 
is a man who knows.” 
The work is divided into five parts, as fol¬ 
lows : Chapter 1 is a classification of trout 
found 'in North America, their characteristics 
and where found. 
(Continued on page 793.) 
