Days in the OpenCrandall, Lathan A. (Lathan Augustus)
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Days in the Open
Crandall, Lathan A. (Lathan Augustus)
Fishing
Another unsupported rumour has it that as he was going up stream one
day in a narrow part of the stream he found a fine bunch of branches and
leaves, and gladly pushed in among them when he heard a disturbance
in the water back of him. No sooner had he entered this refuge than it
began to rise out of the water, and he shortly found himself on shore
and being handled by an animal that resembled the boy who had given him
so much trouble years before, only much larger. Even then he would not
give up without an effort, and, summoning all his strength, he gave a
mighty squirm and escaped out of his captor’s hands. He struck on the
gravel, gave two or three tremendous leaps and was in water again, free.
The Bully had grown to be the biggest trout in all that stretch of
water, and his under jaw protruded as far and was quite as hooked as had
been that of his vanquished enemy of the pond. An August morning found
him well up the river in the dense woods where the water was cool and
food was abundant. He had found a place where the water was some four
feet deep, and a fallen tree-top made the finest kind of a hiding-place.
Just above him was a clear space some two feet in diameter where now
and then he could take a bug or a foolish miller. Lying at his ease, he
thought with satisfaction of his numerous victories over other trout and
of his good fortune in escaping those strange beings which prowled
along the shore and threw enticing flies or worms into the stream. Just
then--but, before we tell of this incident, we must bring in another
story. That morning four men had broken camp some miles down the stream
and started on a sixteen-mile tramp back into the woods, where they were
to spend a month on the shore of a lake, fishing and hunting. The duffle
was piled upon a rude sled drawn along the trail by a horse. When two
of the party were ready to start ahead of the others, the guide, Fide
Scott, said to one of them, the Preacher, “We’ll follow the river for
more than half the way, and if you fellows can catch some trout we’ll
have ‘em for dinner.”
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