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FOREST AND STREAM 
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Reputation! 
In the shooting world the 
name PARKER stands for 
unvarying excellence. 
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The PARKER DOUBLE GUNS 
Record Makers and Record Breakers 
Wins high amateur average in the 1915 Interstate Registered Tournaments. Mr. Woolfolk Henderson, 
winner, shot at 2,800 targets and broke 2,731—aver ge 97 - 53 %- This is the PARKER double gun’s 
second successive winning of the Interstate high av :rage. Mr. Henderson having won in 1914 by shoot¬ 
ing 96.63% for the season. 
MORE PARKER WINNINGS! 
1915 Amateur Average at doubles in the Interstate Registered Tournaments: First, Guy V. Peering, 
90%; second, S. A. Huntley, 86%; third, Woolfolk Henderson, 84%. Second professional average in In¬ 
terstate Registered Tournaments for 1915 won by L. S. German, 97.42%. 
Long run for 1915, 372 straight—Lester German, Atlantic City, N. J., in September. 
PARKER BROS., Meriden, Conn. 
NEW YORK SALESROOMS, 32 WARREN STREET 
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P. 0 . Box 102, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. 
WITH THE BASS AND PIKE OF LEECH 
LAKE. 
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in spite of the lack of breeze, catching a number 
of fine pike and a few other fish before lunch, 
which we took on the east shore. We did not 
go very far south of the Point, because just as 
we started out after lunch, one of the three 
thunder storms that had been operating simul¬ 
taneously around the lake for about two hours 
reached us, forcing us to return to the camping 
ground, haul out the boats, and get to shelter 
under them. After losing nearly two hours in 
this manner we tried trolling again with fairly 
good luck, but the wind was high, the sea was 
heavy, and we shipped considerable water; hence 
we gave up the fishing after reaching a partially 
sheltered place where it was safe to shift from 
the skiff to the larger boat. We made quite a 
satisfactory catch notwithstanding the unfavor¬ 
able conditions, and arrived at Walker in good 
time for dinner. 
On Saturday we all went again to Otter Tail, 
where, although there was almost no breeze, we 
had a fine day’s sport. 
On Sunday, as before, Si and I had to fish 
alone; and I had no objection to so doing, be¬ 
cause I wanted to try casting for great northern 
pike and rock bass in the weed beds of Shingo- 
bee Bay below the railway trestle, as Russell had 
been telling me of some great catches he had 
made there in times past. Starting about six 
in the morning, Si and I trolled down the west 
shore of the lake and picked up a few fish, none 
exceeding three pounds in weight. The casting 
proved to be a disappointment. The territory 
was fine, but the water was dead calm, and the 
sun was red hot—besides there is quite a little 
population in this district, and hence the waters 
may have been more or less fished out. Russell 
assures me, though, that late in the season there 
is excellent sport to be had there on large-size 
great northern pike. We lunched in the shade 
of the trees where a fine spring of cold, clear 
water empties into the lake; and I took the op¬ 
portunity to initiate Si into the mystery of mak¬ 
ing fish chowder. I employed therefor both pick¬ 
erel and wall-eyed pike; and as I had taken the 
precaution to provide plenty of onions, pota¬ 
toes, butter, and the other necessary ingredients, 
the dish was a success, although it would have 
been decidedly better had I used salt pork ‘n- 
stead of smoked bacon. After two hours or 
more ashore we resumed fishing and gradually 
worked our way homeward where we arrived 
about six o’clock. The catch was a poor one, 
only twenty-six in all and averaging not more 
than a pound and a half, with a maximum of 
three pounds. 
The not-to-be-neglected call of pressing busi¬ 
ness rendered it necessary for me to make Mon¬ 
day my last day on the lake; and, unfortunately, 
neither Russell nor Avery could go with me. I 
prepared to make a big killing for the last day 
so as to ship home a barrel containing 50 lbs. of 
dressed fish, which is the legal limit for ship¬ 
ment outside of the state by one sportsman in 
one fishing season. I, therefore, arranged to 
take Swansson’s power boat; and, not being will¬ 
ing to do without the companionship of my 
friend, Si, on the last day, I figured on taking 
him along also. At the last minute a gentleman 
whom I met that evening for the first time asked 
permission to join me, which I gladly gave, pro¬ 
vided that he would start at six o’clock sharpy 
necessitating his going without breakfast, and 
returning possibly too late for dinner at the ho¬ 
tel. The breakfast question was almost too much 
for him; but Swansson agreed to give him some 
at his house about 5130; and we really did get 
started at 6:15. There was a head wind of some- 
intensity blowing; hence, despite our having no 
skiff in tow, it took us just two hours to reach 
Otter Tail Point. The breeze continued to in¬ 
crease a trifle; and, consequently, we counted 
upon making a big catch, which we certainly 
did. We fished at the Point and along the west: 
shore for a short distance only, Si rowing; and 
we did not attempt to go very far around die 
Point because of the hard work involved. We 
found that the fish were in deep water at quite 
a distance from the shore, and that there were 
very few pickerel in the weed beds. This was 
my companion’s first experience in fishing, al¬ 
though he had long ago passed middle age; and, 
consequently, I had on my hands the job of 
teaching him how to catch fish in addition to 
attending to my own sport. He found me a 
severe instructor, for I would not let him either 
cross his legs or point his rod astern; and I did 
my best to keep him up to the mark. The re¬ 
sult was that he learned that day more about 
the science of fishing than some men acquire in 
many years. He had the usual beginner’s luck, 
hooking most of the big fish. Under close in¬ 
structions from Si and myself, he managed to 
land a nine pounder, but by failing to heed what 
was told him he permitted to escape the biggest 
fish hooked. It was a great northern pike be¬ 
tween twelve and fifteen pounds in weight. He 
insisted upon keeping the head of the fish out 
of water by holding the rod under high stress, 
with the result that the fish when within twenty 
feet of the boat opened an enormous mouth and 
let go of the hook. 
A little before noon we started from the Point 
by power and ran against the wind to our usual 
camping ground, where we put Si ashore with 
the grub-box and the cooking utensils so as to 
prepare lunch while we resumed fishing with 
Swansson at the oars. We did not take many, 
however, in spite of the fact that there was still 
plenty of wind, although less than before. The 
few we caught were good ones, and I was so 
unfortunate as to miss landing the largest wall¬ 
eye that I had seen in the lake. It must have 
been fully six pounds in weight. We were mov¬ 
ing pretty fast before the wind, and the hook 
tore out after the fish reached the surface of 
the water. The mouth of the wall-eye is very 
delicate, and hence that kind of fish has to be 
handled with special care in order to get it into 
the boat. After disposing of an excellent lunch, 
we returned under power to the Point and pro¬ 
ceeded with our fishing. Both going and coming 
I had tried trolling under power without getting 
a strike—in fact I had essayed this with the 
same result once or twice before. Everybody 
was sure that if I got a strike my tackle would 
fail; but as I have fished in the salt water at 
nine miles per hour with very light tackle, I did 
not anticipate any disastrous result. 
The fishing in the afternoon was just as good 
as it was in the forenoon, and by 5 o’clock we 
had taken between us an even hundred fish that 
must have weighed fully 275 and possibly 300 
pounds, for nearly all our fish that day were 
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