. The American angler. Fishing. A Pkasant Little (laine at Aransas Pass. 347 and fig''; and indeed, had he the jumping' inclinations of the tarpon when the hook is felt, the sport would be pref- erable to that of the sulking- tarpon. And such a bolt of shining iridescence, the dark green lining of the back form- ing a beautiful contrast to the changing rainbow colors of the sides! Early one morning in Jul}", I was awakened by mine host of the Seaside calling out in a loud voice: ''Mr. J , Mr. J , better get up; the pass is full of king and jack- fish; Ned and Joe have been out and
. The American angler. Fishing. A Pkasant Little (laine at Aransas Pass. 347 and fig''; and indeed, had he the jumping' inclinations of the tarpon when the hook is felt, the sport would be pref- erable to that of the sulking- tarpon. And such a bolt of shining iridescence, the dark green lining of the back form- ing a beautiful contrast to the changing rainbow colors of the sides! Early one morning in Jul}", I was awakened by mine host of the Seaside calling out in a loud voice: ''Mr. J , Mr. J , better get up; the pass is full of king and jack- fish; Ned and Joe have been out and caught three; your breakfast is ready, ; I dressed hurriedly, grabbed my rod and rushed down stairs, at the same time calling to Ned to get some bait. While waiting for my breakfast to be brought, I examined the two kingfish and jack brought in by Ned and Joe and, after returning from fishing, I got my Kodak and told the boys to stand up and hold the fish for a picture. When all was ready, and just before "press- ing the button," in order to elicit a pleasing countenance from both I said: " Now, Ned, don't you laugh," The result was more than realized, as the picture shows. Ned and I were soon at the "Point of Rocks," a favorite haunt for kingfish, jackfish, jewfish, tarpon, and, in fact, all the gamiest fishes of the gulf that frec[uent our inlet. Soon my reel was singing, and my line leaving the reel at the rate of forty miles an hour, as I thought. After several such tunes, and a jig or two, I had enough for an hour's sport. As we were nearing our land- ing place we met the tarpon fishermen going out to tussle with the silver kings. " What have you got ? " they asked. " Four kings and a jack," said I, and they all "Four Kings and a ;. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these
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