What I Know About Fly-fishing

Fly-fishing s not one of the ordinary methode employee! in seouring the finny tribe in the Btreams about here, and when Prof. M. E. Cooley and J. A. Robison, of the Detroit Free Press, starled in to enjoy a little of thia intereating sport in the river, Saturday afternoon, everybody was sure that not a fish would be left in the stream. They took to the middle of the river near the Swift's dam and in the water waist high waded down the stream, making cast after cast without even having a bite. Bat Cooley had something else - he had one of the best duckings in bis long experience. It happened thu: As the professor was stepping majestically aloDg, not knowing or dreaming of danger, he struck his toot against a hidden rock, and forgetting his diinity in big wild efforts to keep his balance, our jolly fire comoiissioner, like the immortal McGinty, "went to the bottom of the 6ea." As he cnme up, Robison managed to save hun, but ia the wild laugh which followed as each looked at the other, the only wonder is that both wKrc not drowned. It is unnecessary to remark that fly-fishing is not as popular as it was with the professor.