A Fishing Expedition

Físliing is a scieuce, and fishing with n tíy is something more; it is an accomplishment. Now John doesn't know anything about it, but Mr. Aldrich of Ohelsea, is an adept. He has probably frightened more fish with a fly than any other one man in Washtenaw eonnty. Une [day lnst week he carne over feo give the president of onr sporting club a lesson in that art, with the possibility of securing to himself a few VALUABLE SUGQESTIONS. John weloomed him heartily, little susecting the experience that was in store for himself. "Come John," says Mr. A. "lefs go fly fishing?" "All right, all right," says John, " you cateh the Mies while I dig some worms and we will soon beoff." "Dig some worms! We don't want any worms," exclaimed Mr. A. "Oh! well, then 111 help you catch the flies," says John. This was too much for the fisherman, and he quietly informed his stupid friend that the least he said on that subject the better it would be for the cause. The Huron river was chosen as the FIELD OF OPEBATIONS, And at John's suggestion the dogs were taken along to start up the fish now and then. A friend that they called " Old Bay Rum," was invited to go along and carry the fish. Thinking that hewouldn't have much to do he accepted the invitation. An hour later three men, three poles, three lines, three nies and two dogs might have been seen just above the SECOND RAILBOAD BRIDGE, floating promiscnously, now on the water, now under the water, and now in the air, without regard to the rights of each other or the feelings of the fish. "The first thing," says Mr. A., "that you should learn, is that if jou fish with a fly you must wade." John nodded assent and commenced to undress. "You ain't goingin swimimngl hope," said Bay Hum. John appreciated the hit and followed Mr. A. into the center of the stream in full dress, but forgot hiinself and left his pole and line on the bank. This was tosBed at him but it feil short and the dog Grouse picked it up and swam off with it. John waddled after him and securing the pole hit the dog over the head with it and broke it. The dog goes around this day with one side of his head built several inches higher than the other. Order being restored BAT HUM And the two dogs joined the party in the center of the stream. Mr. A., just as ball playera fooi a little before the contest commences, was tossing his line about in a manner which was the admiration of the whole party; he was simply teasing the fish fa little. John says to himself " I will indulge in a few of those flourishes," and on his first attempt a hat was accidently eaught by the hook and sent whirling in the air. "Now look here, John," cried Bny Rum, "that fishing with a fly is all right enough, but I serionsly object to jour usingmy kat for bait any longer." "When you riSH WITH A FLY," Said Mr. A., seeing that proceeding would commence, " the stiller you can keep the better," aad with a graceful flourish he dropped a fly just in range of one of the dogs, which had chased after many a chip that had been spit on and tossed into the stream. The ferocity with which that dog plunged after it was the most exciting part of the program. The fish for the time being took a leave of absence. It was agreed that this thing couldn't continue any longer and Bay Kum was stationed on the bank to hold the dogs, while the remainder of the party meandered DOWN THE STEEAM. "Under these favorable oircumstances," says Mr. A. " there is no roason why we shouldn't fly a fine mess of fish." " The flsh, at least, seem to be doing their share of the flying," said John. A few (juiet moments resulted in a piece of fins aud Bcales about the size of a nickle to be drawn out, bnt John was unkind enough to suggest that it be used for bait. During this prolonged silence Bay Rum feil asleep and let the dogs loóse. They carne down and again broke lip the party, just as a six inch log was nibbling at John's hook. Somewhat disffusted they left the water and purchased of a boy who stood in the road. a strinc of s THIRTÏ-roCR FISH 30 minnows and four tish- as some evidence that they had been fishing and not hunting woodcock. Bay Rum borrowed a gun and went home another way with the dogs. Moral: When you go fiahing witli a fly leave the dogs at home.