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FISHING TIME.

. « (By WALT MASON.) The tish are frequent in tho brook, and 1 must take my lino and hook, and see if I can catch a shark that will occasion some remark. _ I know not why 1 always feei like going after trout or eel ; about this season of the year; the inclination's rather queer. For well I know I will not bring, when 1 come home, a decent string; some bony iislr that would not fetch a half a plunk will be my catch. And I'll be spotted o'er with sores; where all the insects out of doors in their work with drills and stings and teeth and other redhot things. And Vis be sunburned, I suppose, until the bark peels off my nose, and I'll be coated thick with mud, from falling in the babbling flood. I'll be a ruin of tho jay who in tho morning went away, all blithe and gay and joyouseyed, Apollo in his pomp and prido. 1 know all this, and yet, by jing, I must »o lislmig every spring; it is a stunt imposed by Fate—so hero is whoro I dig somo bait.

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Star (Christchurch), Issue 11756, 21 July 1916, Page 4

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FISHING TIME. Star (Christchurch), Issue 11756, 21 July 1916, Page 4

FISHING TIME. Star (Christchurch), Issue 11756, 21 July 1916, Page 4