Days in the OpenCrandall, Lathan A. (Lathan Augustus)
General
Days in the Open
Crandall, Lathan A. (Lathan Augustus)
Fishing
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XI. AMONG THE CUT-THROATS OF LAKE CHELAN
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ON’T be frightened! The writer has not turned desperado, neither has he
fallen among men of bloody practices. In order that all minds may be set
at rest before we go further, be it known that this is but a fish story
pure and simple. The brother with the melancholy mind and ossified piety
will do well to stop here and turn to “Foxe’s Book of Martyrs” or some
other literature of that order. The elect few who love the open, rejoice
in God’s out-of-doors and the beauty of lake and mountain, may safely
venture to read this frivolous story of a side-trip made by one of the
delegates to a church convention.
What have cut-throats to do with fishing? Patience for a moment, you who
live east of the Mississippi! The Pacific Coast dwellers will need no
explanation, but for the benefit of the unenlightened it may be
said that in common parlance the “_Salmo Clarkii_” is known as a
“cut-throat.” This appellation has nothing to do with the character
of the fish, for he is an eminently respectable citizen of the watery
world, but is due to the presence of a blood-red line on either side of
his throat which by an extreme stretch of the imagination may be made to
resemble a bloody cut. It is said that when he has access to salt water
the cut-throat ranges far seaward, in which case he loses his black
spots and takes on a coat of silver; but he still holds fast to his
crimson necktie.
Doubtless the next question will be, “Where is Lake Chelan?” If you are
too indolent to look it up on the map of Washington, follow the trail of
the fisherman. He took the Great Northern road from Seattle, crossed
the beautiful Cascade Mountains and left the train at Wenatchee. It is
alleged in a multitude of highly coloured circulars that this is the
“home of the big, red apple.” A trustful habit of mind makes us ready to
believe this, although the aforesaid big, red apple was not at home when
we were there. He is expected to return in the fall. There are orchards
and orchards, and then more orchards.
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