. Book of the Royal blue . bassretire into deej) and still water, hiding underrocks, logs, etc., remaining there until afterthe first of April or the first warm days ofspring put in an appearance, and his bestseason is from July until (ictober. Dr. Henshall quotes in his book: Theblack bass is eminently an American fish andis said to be representative in his charac-teristics. He has the faculty of assertinghimself and making himself completely at home wherever placed. He is game andunyielding to the last when hooked. Hehas the undaunted rush and vigor of thetrout; the untiring strength and bol
. Book of the Royal blue . bassretire into deej) and still water, hiding underrocks, logs, etc., remaining there until afterthe first of April or the first warm days ofspring put in an appearance, and his bestseason is from July until (ictober. Dr. Henshall quotes in his book: Theblack bass is eminently an American fish andis said to be representative in his charac-teristics. He has the faculty of assertinghimself and making himself completely at home wherever placed. He is game andunyielding to the last when hooked. Hehas the undaunted rush and vigor of thetrout; the untiring strength and bold leapof the salmon, whilst he has a system offighting tactics peculiarly his own. Hewill rise to antagonize files as readily assalmon or trout and will take the liveminnow or other live bait under any andall circumstances favorable to the takingof any other fish. I consider him inch forinch and jxiund for pound the gamest fishthat swims. The royal salmon and lordlytrout must yield the palm to a black bass ofequal ON THE B. & O. S. A. WALLEN, IN THE PHCENIX,SWARTHMORE COLLEGE. WITH measured breath our engine speeds,The daylight off, as flies our steel-gray steed,The Dawn mountains rise against the skies,Flame-tipped with morning, beacon-wise. The valleys, yet untouched by morn. Are gray with mountain lifts a ruby horn Or power of Dawn pursues the wanPale hosts of Night from peak to lawn. As dear as Love, as bright as Youth, The morning dawn of Life such joy, in sooth, (3ur way flaming heart we then depart, ,Eager for battlefield or mart. With labored breath our engine speeds; The night dawns downOer level plain and swamp of reeds And rain-drenched sunbeams throw a parting blushes to be conquered so. Must we return so at Lifes end Across the fiercely thro the dark descend The bitter rains?Yet, Heart of Mine, where thine eyes shineWill be no lack of light divine.
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