A week ago we embarked upon the dangerous topic of angling in these waters. We discoursed upon the catching of small fry which had the appearance of a dace; we mentioned an eel as the sum total of one afternoon's fishing; a remark there also was of a fish looking like an over-grown herring at Woosung; and then the decision on the part of a local angler to try a silver minnow in the hope of tempting the larger fellows which abound in our local ponds. Of this latter we hope to say more anon, for up to the present these big fish have scorned anything and everything that the genius of the fisher could suggest. Tales there are of hefty carp dashing through the walers of these ponds, and the ambition of the local man is to find the bait which he will take.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.