Patient Fisherman
(A writing to Dewey Gillespie from a very respected friend AJH)
Patient Fisherman(A writing to Dewey Gillespie from a very respected friend AJH) |
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About eight o'clock on a fine morning in the summer I set out on a visit to a friend, at the distance of approximately twenty miles. Passing the Mill Stream, where a young gentleman was angling off of the bridge, I inquired if he had caught anything. “No, sir,” said he. “I have not been here long enough - only two hours.”
On my return in the afternoon I found him fixed to the identical spot where I had left him, and again inquired if he had any sport. “Very good, Sir” said he. “I have just caught my first trout.”