Days in the OpenCrandall, Lathan A. (Lathan Augustus)
General
Days in the Open
Crandall, Lathan A. (Lathan Augustus)
Fishing
The following summer he spent in exploring the river above the point
where the brook joined it. Here there were hills crowding close in on
either side of the river, and rapids were numerous and strong. Practice
in rushing up the swift water brought his muscles to such a state of
development that every now and then he would spend half an hour in
jumping out of the water as far as he could. In fact he entered a
jumping contest held under the auspices of the Hemlock Point Trout Club
late in July, and carried off the first prize, an enormous blue-bottle
fly. The judges on this occasion decided that his jump was two and
a half times his own length which would probably make it some twelve
inches. It was during this summer that he became expert in taking game
on the wing. There is a tradition among the Oswegatchie trout that
on one occasion, with a favourable start, he pulled down a “devil’s
darning-needle” that was flying eighteen inches above the surface of
the water and going at the rate of sixty miles an hour. N. B.--This
is merely a tradition and is unsupported by trustworthy historical
evidence.
The bullying tendencies waxed strong during this second summer. One
dislikes to set it down, but it was about this time that he entered upon
those cannibalistic practices in which he persisted for the rest of his
life. One dark and chilly day, when all the millers and bugs and flies
seemed to have gone into retreat, noon came and found him with a gnawing
pain in his stomach which made him almost beside himself. Unfortunately
when his hunger was at its height a little trout that was playing tag
with some of its fellows happened to jostle him. In his anger the Bully
snapped at and swallowed him. For a moment he was conscience-stricken,
and then, when he realized what a delicious morsel he had taken to
himself, he turned to and grabbed up fifteen other little members of his
family without stopping to take breath. Henceforth he was looked upon as
a social outcast by the best people in troutdom and his only intimacies
were among the tough and lawless members of the community. Doubtless he
brooded over this ostracism, and grew bitter as he realized the evident
contempt in which he was held. At any rate, he waxed more and more
cantankerous and disagreeable as he grew bigger and stronger.
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