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don't Nintey-nine out of a hundret of them are fairly shaking from ex citement and beads of prespiration st-nd upon their brow. Why, If a man didn’t get a kick out of landing a fighting fish, he wouldn’t be fishing. Very few peraoi» catch the fish for the food value alone. It’s for the thrill they derive from sinking a hook into the tough old jaw of a fighter of the river, lake or sea. It’s strange how people in general look upon fishermen as actual born liars. But believe it or not, there are many truthful fishermen, though I don’t know where you’d find ’em. I heard of one fishermen who was some what religious and upon starting up on a Ashing trip, dropped to his knees the Lord would send thin special trip, that have to lie turn home, that Gets nisode that hap- happened to a common City Cleaners and Tailors [ Phone 103 L | one thing, be is larger, stronger and a heavier fighter than his smaller By Lana Leneve brothers, which nestle in your creel. It’s usually the big one that gets He puts up a much harder battle. 'He away. Nine times out of ten the big tests not only your tackle to the trout or prise fish of the day that is breaking point, but your skill as well. hooked, escapes. "Why does the big One look at a fighting warrier, at one always get away ?” This question tached to your hook, leaping high is asked time and time again. Usual from the water and savagely shaking ly when an angler returns from a fish his head to dislodge the hook, sends ing trip and displays his catch and many an angler into a state of actual then launches into a dramatic recital fear, fear that the fish will escape. of how one escaped that was twice as Some will reel in frantically, seeking large as any he brought home with to land the fish as soon a* possible, him, there are sly winks exchanged with the result that some of their among his listeners. It is just an tackle gives beneath the strain and other Ashin’ story. That’s what they the fish is gone. Othors will allow think. And the old question pops up their lines to slacken in the struggle again—why does the big one always and again he is gone. Few anglers get away. It does not. Every now stand calmly in their tracks and bat and then the big one is netted and tle a giant trout or fighting salmon displayed to admiring nimrods. Per to submission and drag it from the haps I should aay envious ones. It water in a nonchalant manner, just as really is not hard to dope out the rea-' ■ though such an artful landing was an son that the big one g4ts away. For every day occurrence. Mot much they the man approaches Jhe of the trout stream. He way along the steep bank, careful lest his shadow falls upon the water. Like a savage stalking his foe, he sneaks upon the big rock, keeping it between himself and the pool. He reaches the rock, draws back bis ar*—his rod snaps forward and his lino shoots forth in« a long, graceful curve, hovers the fraction of a second in mid-air and—spat! The gaudy winged fly drops lightly upon the water. There is a mighty splash, the water swirls, the fly disappears beneath the surface. The line grows taut and begins a rapid journey across the pool. Yard after yard of line goes singing out into that dark pool. Now the fish starts back. Quickly the slack is taken in. Then follows an other mad dash across the pool. Ev ery muscle tense, eyes glued in the fighting fish«, the man waits for its next trick. He has not long to wait. It clears the water and shakes its head, seeking in vain to loose the barb from its tough old jaw. The man's breath catches in his throat as hg glimpses that fighting monster of the pool, ds it comes to full view In its mad leap for freedom. The Ash hits the water again with a crash, sending millions of drops of water high into the air, where, caught by the rays of the descending sun they resemble a shower of sparkling jewels. But the man has no time to ponder on the beauty of the scene, though it is grav en on his mind, without his immediate knowledge of the fact, to be recalled many times in the years to come come —a OOK COLD WBLTBRINO Other Dependable Makes of Electric Refrigerators Are on Display at Your Local Hardware, Furniture and Electrical Dealers. Mountain States Power Company true Jewel of memory. Ho Is fighting the fish to a standstill. The big fellow is growing weaker and weaker. The man’s arms are fairly aching from the «train. Cloaer and eloaer he reels him in. Already he pictures himself displaying the beauty to his friends. Yes, this prise was a suitable entrant fog the nation-wide, light tackle, fish ing contest. He thinks of the sensa tion he will create when he comes in to'town with that fighting monarch of the stream in his possession. He un hooks the landing net he carries at his belt and keeping a taut line on the Ash, he draws it closer and closer to shove. It is now swimming very close to the surface, moving sluggishly, every now and then turning partly ov«r on its aide—a sure sign of sur render. A feeling akin to pity rises in the heart of the man as he slides his landing net toward the game old battler, a feeling born of respect for a worthy opponent. And now with skilful maneuvering, that shows long years of experience in the angling game, he draws it close enough for the net His heart is thumping hi hie throat and great beads of perspiration Ore on his brow as slowly the net moves forward and then darts down I upon the prise. It slips over the fish’s tail and as it does so, a sigh of re lief escapes the angler. And then— up into his very face leaps that fight ing old demon! The rod slips from the man’s fingers and he paws vainly with the net in an effort to net the escaping one, as with a savage shake of its head it dislodges the fly and darts away to the deep waters of the pool. The man stands staring for several moments at the spot where the fish disappeared, wipes the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, says a few words that are known only to the fishing fraternity in general and then glares balefully at the riffles that are running over the I smooth rocks just below and which I now somehow seem to be laughing at him. Slowly he picks up his rod and wends hie way homeward. Though a good mess of speckled beauties nestle in his creel, he is far from satisfied, for—it was the big one that got away. “How’s luck?” That old familiar gracing, exchanged by anglers, upon ihe banks of trout streams in every state of the union. What good fel lowship is expressed in those simple wordsl Rich or poor alike; barefoot boy with bent pin hook, wealthy sportsman with a hundred dollar rod, the novice, the old-timer, they are all alike—"how’s luck?” They all meet out there along the trout streams on an r equal footing. Out there a man is n< iota*‘classed.” It is a love in com- mon a for the things out there that draws rich and poor alike. The music of the waterfall thrills a Nature lover far more than the strains of any music of civilisation. It is memory pictures of laughing trout streams, tall old trees and winding paths through the big clean woods that lure us out there each year. Out there a sort of mutual understanding seems to exist between all followers of the streams. And when you happen upon a brother ang ler whipping the waters of a trout stream and are greeted with a cheery "bow's luck?” and you stop and ad mire his catch and .he yours or talk about and wonder why the fish aren’t biting, or perhaps you bum a match or a smoke, yours being wet from an unexpected plunge; why, there’s a feeling existing between the two of you, within a few short minutes, that couldn’t be duplicated in any other walk of life any place on earth. It’s a pity, indeed, that the feeling that exists among men of the woods and the streams cannot be transplanted into social life. If it only could, this old world would eertaily be a much better place in which to live. Ralph Taylor dragged '’«me another big chhtook Sunday. He ano a party caught four on the Umpqua. Hundred* of fishermen were out last Sunday and along certain streams it was diffi cult to And a place to park a car. My dad,and I dropped down on the North Fork that day and made a sur prise catch of 18 beauties ten of them being up to and over a foot in length. As we went up the road this side of bto a big silvery gray squirrel ran out in the road ahead of us and then turned back. I had to slow up to keep from hitting him. We discussed the fact that there used to be thousands of these beautiful squirrels in thia country but that one seldom saw one any more. In about an hour we re turned on the same road and there lay the squirrel, his life crushed out by some driver who evidently was in too big a hurry to slow down for him or else ran him down just for mean ness. It’s strange what mall value some persons place on the life of out wild creatures. From present indica tions it appears that gray squirrels are about to go the way of our elk and beaver. The fishing in the main river has not been so good the past week. The trout have not been biting to speak of, though a few catches have been ^ported. The catfish are a couple of months behind on their biting this season. They are very slow in getting started. Wild pigeons are beginning to put in an appearance. This means that the farmers’ crop« of grain will suf- /* I I I I I | Here The new 1932 Harley-Davidson Demonstrator on display daily at Geo. F. Burr Motor Co. 335 Hall St. Coquille If interested in motorcycles ask for a ride, or mail the cou- pon below, and at the earliest possible date a demonstration will be provided. No obligation will be incurred. ’ Watch for the dates it will be in Bandon, Myrtle Point and Powers MACY ANDERSON, Box 6, Coquille, Oregon. I am interested in buying a new ____ used ____ motorcycle and wish you would call and show me your new machine. Name__ _______________________________________________ Address _________________________________ ____________ Phone______ Employed by______________ ______________ Most convenient time__________________________________ MACY ANDERSON Box 6, Coquille, Oregon Bider-Agent for East Side Motorcycle Co. Portland fer as well as young orchards. These ► birds do a great amount of damage ' each season. It is almost impossible • to harvest cherry crops in certain sections owing to these birds taking the cherries before they have ripened. And still there is a federal law against shooting the pests. Bridge Happenings group of boys and girls, a recitation by Billy Corp«, and the scripture lesson was quoted by Bonnie Jean Billings. The program of songs was fallowed by a sermon by Jesse Bar nett. An offerings was taken for the Children’s Farm Home at Corvallis. Mrs. Carrie Benham returned Sat urday from New Pine creek where she had spent about ten day with her aister, Mrs. Stephen Benham. The Christian Endeavor meeting Sunday evening was led by Alma Larkins. The subject was “Appre ciating Our Parents." A solo, "Mother Machree,” by Clarence Clay ton, was much enjoyed. Mn. Elise Lamp will have charge of the meet ing next Sunday evening. Miss Maude Hooton visited Wed nesday with her sister, Dorothy, who is in the Mast hospital at Myrtle Point, as the result of injuries re ceived last week in an automobile ac cident. Dorothy is getting along nicely but will likely have to remain in the hospital for a month yet. Miss Alice McLain, of Marshfield, who is enjoying a vacation from her duties at the postoffice there, is spend ing this week at the home of Mr. and Mrs. J. F. Evernden. The Parent-Teacher Association meeting Tuesday evening was well at tended. After the business meeting, the new officers were installed: presi dent, Mrs. Chas. Johnson; vice presi dent, Mrs. Ray Beckett; secretory, Mrs. Elsie Lamp; treasurer, Harold J. Laswell. The following program was then given: vocal solo, by Mar vel Brodie; piano solo by Marjorie Van A 1st ein; presentation of Wash ington’s picture, to the 5th and 6th grade room; talk by W. A. Lett. The New Cases in Circuit Court new president appointed the follow ing committees: program, Alma Lar April 29—Juel L. Hill vs. J. Roy kins, Mrs. Frank Culver, Mrs. Clar Hill. Suit for divorce. ence Billing*; refreshment and social, April 29— C. W. and Altie Gardner Mrs. Harold James, Mrs. Harold Las vs. Dennie and Richard N. McCarthy, well, Mrs. H. A. Hatfield; finance, and M. O. Hawkins as receiver of Mrs. Albert Pancoast. A basket so Coquille Lumber Co. cial, for the benefit of the high school, April 80—R. A. and L M. Corthell was held after the P. T. A. meeting. vs. Minnie E. Wales et al. Miss Margaret Luttrell spent the April 30—B. E. Andrews vs. Wm. past week end with her home folks and Nellie A, Dollar. here. Miss Luttrell io a nurse at May 4—Coos Bay Lumber Co. vs. Wesley hospital in Marshfield. Coos County. The attendance at the Grange meet May 4—State of Oregon vs. W. E. ing Friday evening was rather small Best. but nearly all of the officers were May 5—State Industrial Accident nresqnt. Several matters were dis Commision vs. Thos. Flanagan. posed of during the business session. M iy 5—State Industrial Accident Drill work was practiced during part Commission vs. Wm. E. Best of the evening and refreshments were May 5—Eva L. Meeker va. VirgH served. Mrs. Harold James, Mrs. J. Masker. Suit for divorce. T. Evernden and Mrs. Frank Culver May 7—Portland Mortgage Co. vs. v.il serve at the next meeting and Wm. F. Dunbrack at al. Mrs. H. A. Hatfield was appointed to May 9—Ghlynn M. Peery vs. How ¿¿Borate the hall. ard M. Peery. Suit for divorce. Miss Myrtle Larkina is spending Mayqo—Ed Helms vs. Anna Helms. this week here with her Sister, Alma, Suit for divorce. and they will return together to their May 12—Hugh Barclay vs. Geo. W. home at Mulino the first of next week. Ferry, et al. Commencemont exercises were held May 12 — Commercial Securities Thursday evening. May 12, in thi Inc., vs. Alva E. Harry. high school auditorium. Those who May 12—Helen Rose vs. Albert Guy received diploma* were Alma But- Roas. Suit for divorce. nhin, Esther Jennings, Vena Mae England, Charlotte Cribbins, Allene Marriage Licenses Kirkendall and Delos Appleton. The address was given by J. W. Barnett, May 7—Norman Brashear, of ef Arago. Rogue River, and Ione Mills, of The Octave club presented a very Grants Pass. Pau. enjoyable program Thursday evening May 7—Clyde M. Roberta and Viona in observance of national music week. M. Pyrrts, both of Reedsport. Mother’s Day was observed at the May 9—Henry J. Thomae, of Bridge community church with an Marshfield, and Irene A. White, of appropriate program Sunday morn Portland. They were married at the ing, which had been arranged by the Foursquare parsonage, Monday, by 1 Christian Endeavorers. There were Rev. T. R. Jackman. about 180 present. There was a lit May 11—Jas. O. Perry and Lucille tle exercise, "Our Mother,” by a Rem, both of North Bend. 1 t