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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[JAN. 20, 1906. 

and the large-mouth, are treated at length, and, 
of course, the game qualities are discussed. Mr. 
Harris cites, as qualities which make the black 
bass such a favorite with anglers, its endowment 
of strength and the intelligence or acute instinct 
it shows to use its strength to the best advantage; 
and its leaping traits, which in the small-mouth 
varieties are so pronounced. The small-mouth, 
Mr. Harris declares, do not leap in waters east 
of the Alleghanies, but they frequently come into 
the air in waters of the Northwest, and in 
Florida they are reported to leap on a slack line. 
Incidentally, of course, there is much discussion 
of the qualities of the various methods of bait- 
fishing and fly-fishing. Of fly-fishing for the black 
bass Mr. Harris writes: ‘‘There are times when 
the black bass will take the fly, particularly in 
running waters, at all hours of the day—in the 
glare of sunlight nearly as fiercely as under a 
lowering sky, but these occasions are very widely 
apart. I never fish for them in streams until 
dusk, or when the day is very dark, and then I 
use a medium-size of fly, what is usually known 
as a large trout fly, tied on a No. 6 Sproat hook. 
With two of these flies dressed in subdued colors 
I whip the head, middle and tail end of pools, 
never the rapids, although I have caught many 
fish in the eddies on the sides of the very swift 
water, and in one instance had a bass jump four 
feet across a little rapid at my flies trailing on 
the opposite side from where he was lying, perdu. 
“As to lakes, it is, I think, a waste of time to 
fish broad waters for black bass with a fly, unless 
you find shallow ledges of rocks where the water 
is not over five or six feet deep; and if less, the 
better for your outlook. True, the bass, lacking 
A RUNNING FIGHT—SEA 
From ‘The Basses, Fresh-Water and Marine.” 

BASS FISHING. 
a food supply in such places, will forage near the 
shore, particularly around the aquatic vegetation 
in the little bays, and, more likely, even than 
there, at the mouths of small brooks that flow 
into the lake. Under such conditions get out 
your boat, put on your wading trousers, and ap- 
proach the spot within fifty or sixty feet—black 
bass fly-fishing requires long casting. Let your 
flies sink an inch or two, and then draw your cast 
slowly in, with the dropper just touching the sur- 
face of the water. Should you see the swirl of 
a rise, cast instantly into it and let your flies sink 
at once.” 
At an Ontario Lake. 
THE railway train took us to Athens, and as 
we stepped out unon the platform of the station, 
Solon met us. Athens, Solon, historic combina- 
tion! 
Solcn is the driver of the Cedar Park stage. 
Like Solon of antiquity, he was born near 
Athens, and if a crown had ever been offered 
him he would have refused it, as did the Grecian 
Solon—such is his native modesty. Then, too, 
Solon of Cedar Park is a philosopher—in his 
own original way. His grave, masculine face, 
his deliberate speech, the perfection of skill with 
which he smokes his long-stemmed, brown brier 
indicates the calm, wise soul, and when he landed 
us at the inn among the cedars we felt that we 
had a classic introduction to a summer outing. 
Charleston Lake, which lay before us, half 
veiled in the thin mist of a summer rain, is one 
of the most picturesque of the many fine Ontario 
lakes. Its area is some thirty-five or forty square 
the salmon regions.” 
“The substantially built fishing-stands, resembling the ‘pulpits’ 
fishing vessels, are a characteristic feature of the club properties on our New 
England coasts and islands. 
the solid rock enable the angler to maintain his station near his favorite feed- 
ing ground, no matter how fiercely winds blow or surf beats against the shore. 
Clad in warm and waterproof clothing, and provided with all the needful appli- 
ances for capture of his mighty prey, he braves the elements and patiently en- 
dures the long struggle for the sake of the highest trophy possible outside of 
miles. Its irregular, cliff-girdled, wooded shores 
measure a hundred miles, and as many rock- 
bound islands, covered with pines, oaks and 
beeches are scattered in its clear, deep waters. 
So unbroken and continuous is the forest upon 
the shores and islands that its appearance is that 
of a wilderness lake. It has long been a favorite 
resort for anglers, especially those who have a 
love of fine scenery. Perhaps I should not so 
discriminate, for my experience inclines me to 
believe that all true anglers are in that category, 
even if they are not actively conscious of that 
love while intent on their favorite recreation. 
The standard game fish of the lake is the small- 
mouth black bass. The namaycush, the gray 
trout, called here the “salmon trout,’ is found 
in the deep water in summer, and at the surface 
in the spring. There are also the whitefish, the 
pickerel of large size, the “moon” fish and the 
other usual inhabitants of fresh-water lakes. 
The local customary method of fishing con- 
duces to comfort as well as pleasure. The men 
who act as guides are not only good boatmen 
with good boats, fitted with easy chair-seats, but 
are also good plain cooks, and after the morn- 
ing’s fishing the lunch at noon on the wooded 
islands, sheltered from the sun, is a feature of the 
day; lunching, not on dry sandwiches and cold, 
hard-boiled eggs, the traditional lunch of the 
fisherman, but on the freshly-caught fish, broiled 
chickens, sweet green corn and all else of the 
substantials that hungry anglers may crave— 
cooked on the spot at the primitive stone fire- 
place and served hot on a portable table fur- 
nished by the boatman as part of his daily duties. 
Luxurious? Comparatively so. There are times 

STRIPED BASS FISHING ON THE NEW ENGLAND COAST, 
of sword- 
Stout planks and iron railings firmly bolted to 
