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In writing to Advertisers mention Forest and Stream. 
swirls on the placid surface prove they 
are on the move and from behind a 
large tree trunk the writer perceives 
both fish taking food, either young 
trout, minnows or young smelt, the lat- 
ter planted food. This movement goes 
on at intervals until dark; whether 
they feed at night is not known, but 
they are found the following morning 
in their customary position. 
HE trouble lies not in the fish, but 
in the attitude taken by the angler 
who buys everything new offered by 
commercial enterprises, then goes off 
fishing confidently cocksure every fish 
will be at all times at his beck and call. 
Exceptions there are to every rule, the 
Catskill streams for example, that were 
fished dry last year by unscrupulous 
anglers and unsufficiently restocked. 
It was no visionary dream but sound 
logic when the writer advocated twelve 
years ago that all game fish should be 
offered an exact imitation of their natu- 
ral food as successful baits to lure 
them. Not only that, but they should 
be offered at the right time and in a 
natural manner, played properly by 
anglers willing to spend some time in 
the study of fish habits and fish food. 
Fish don’t bite just whenever you 
want them to any more than we can 
make a frog run—we cannot always 
have just what we want when we 
want it. 
In the London Morning Post “Pisca- 
tor Rotundus” writes: “Years of en- 
deavor founded on the very best inten- 
tions have failed to prove to me which, 
after all, is the best way.” To conclude 
I quote a little verse, perhaps appro- 
priate: 
Upon the river bank serene, a fisher sat 
where all was green, and looked it. 
He saw, where light was growing dim, 
the fish, or else the fish saw him, and 
hooked it. 
He took with light erected comb the 
fish, or else the story home, and 
cooked it. 
Recording angels by his bed, weighed 
all ‘that he had done or said, and 
booked it. 
An October Outing in 
Minnesota 
(Continued from page 603) 
roundings closely. Once I saw three 
deer, two does and a buck with big ant- 
lers, come down to the water to drink 
near where I was crouched over a strip 
of gravel. At another time I saw a 
large hawk pounce down from a tall 
dead tree and miss a bunch of little 
ducks that were going past like bullets. 
| HOPED to catch sight of a bear but 
I saw only the tracks of one at a 
place where the shore was soft. When 
the shadows of the little islands grew 
long across the surface of the lake to 
the eastward and the air had grown 
cool, I would wait at the landing for 
Koerner and Hope to come in with a 
boat load of ducks. This would be the 
end of a perfect day. 
With the close of the third day, there 
came a decided change in the weather. 
A strong, cold wind began to blow out 
of the northwest. It brought with it 
a few snow flakes and the ducks. After 
supper I went down to the shore of’ 
the lake to listen to the ducks coming: 
in. There were no stars and the night: 
was very dark. The wind seemed ta 
be racing along high above me and! 
making little or no disturbance on the 
lake. The ducks appeared to be great-— 
ly pleased to drop out of the tumul- 
tuous wind into the comparatively 
quiet water below. I would hear a 
whistle of wings, a splash, and then 
many voices. babbling satisfaction. 
Several times I heard heavier splashes; 
followed by the talking of geese. As; 
the night wore on the wind increased. 
BAck at the little log house on the 
hill, however, I found light and 
warmth and good cheer despite the cold 
and the howling wind outside. Koer- 
ner was a good talker, and the antici- 
pation of next day’s sport had brought 
on a talkative mood. He told of bat- 
tling with blizzards on the open prairie, 
of hunting deer and bears, and of be- 
ing hunted by wolves. 
all of his life in the West and in his 
early days had fought with Indians. 
But shooting wild fowl had always 
been his favorite sport and his ac- 
counts of his experiences with these 
birds and his graphic description of 
their habits were very interesting. 
When we finally slid between our warm 
blankets at late bedtime, I felt that it 
had been an unusually pleasant eve- 
ning. 
E rose before dawn and ate break- 
fast by lamp light. Koerner and 
Hope loaded themselves with shells and 
hurried away. I heard their shooting 
begin just as day was breaking. The 
wind had subsided somewhat but it 
was still high. Low gray clouds were 
hurrying across the sky and waves of 
considerable size, some with white caps, 
were running diagonally across the 
lake from north to south. The lake 
looked cold and bleak and rough, and 
no place for any but skillful boatmen. 
The ducks had forsaken the open wa- 
ter and were no doubt crowded into 
coves, the inlet and outlet of the lake, 
the mouths of small streams, and other 
sheltered places. Many flocks were fly- 
ing, some over the lake and some out 
over the land. As this was to be the 
last day of my outing, I concluded to. 
It will identify you. 
He had spent: 
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