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Some
people
are
under
the
impression
that
all
that
is
required
to
make
a
good
fisherman
is
the
ability
to
tell
lies
easily
and
without
blushing
;
but
this
is
a
mistake
.
Mere
bald
fabrication
is
useless
;
the
veriest
tyro
can
manage
that
.
It
is
in
the
circumstantial
detail
,
the
embellishing
touches
of
probability
,
the
general
air
of
scrupulous
--
almost
of
pedantic
--
veracity
,
that
the
experienced
angler
is
seen
.
Anybody
can
come
in
and
say
,
"
Oh
,
I
caught
fifteen
dozen
perch
yesterday
evening
;
"
or
"
Last
Monday
I
landed
a
gudgeon
,
weighing
eighteen
pounds
,
and
measuring
three
feet
from
the
tip
to
the
tail
.
"
There
is
no
art
,
no
skill
,
required
for
that
sort
of
thing
.
It
shows
pluck
,
but
that
is
all
.
No
;
your
accomplished
angler
would
scorn
to
tell
a
lie
,
that
way
.
His
method
is
a
study
in
itself
.
He
comes
in
quietly
with
his
hat
on
,
appropriates
the
most
comfortable
chair
,
lights
his
pipe
,
and
commences
to
puff
in
silence
.
He
lets
the
youngsters
brag
away
for
a
while
,
and
then
,
during
a
momentary
lull
,
he
removes
the
pipe
from
his
mouth
,
and
remarks
,
as
he
knocks
the
ashes
out
against
the
bars
:
"
Well
,
I
had
a
haul
on
Tuesday
evening
that
it
's
not
much
good
my
telling
anybody
about
.
"
"
Oh
!
why
's
that
?
"
they
ask
.
"
Because
I
do
n't
expect
anybody
would
believe
me
if
I
did
,
"
replies
the
old
fellow
calmly
,
and
without
even
a
tinge
of
bitterness
in
his
tone
,
as
he
refills
his
pipe
,
and
requests
the
landlord
to
bring
him
three
of
Scotch
,
cold
.
There
is
a
pause
after
this
,
nobody
feeling
sufficiently
sure
of
himself
to
contradict
the
old
gentleman
.
So
he
has
to
go
on
by
himself
without
any
encouragement
.
"
No
,
"
he
continues
thoughtfully
;
"
I
should
n't
believe
it
myself
if
anybody
told
it
to
me
,
but
it
's
a
fact
,
for
all
that
.
I
had
been
sitting
there
all
the
afternoon
and
had
caught
literally
nothing
--
except
a
few
dozen
dace
and
a
score
of
jack
;
and
I
was
just
about
giving
it
up
as
a
bad
job
when
I
suddenly
felt
a
rather
smart
pull
at
the
line
.
I
thought
it
was
another
little
one
,
and
I
went
to
jerk
it
up
.
Hang
me
,
if
I
could
move
the
rod
!
It
took
me
half-an-hour
--
half-an-hour
,
sir
!
--
to
land
that
fish
;
and
every
moment
I
thought
the
line
was
going
to
snap
!
I
reached
him
at
last
,
and
what
do
you
think
it
was
?
A
sturgeon
!
a
forty
pound
sturgeon
!
taken
on
a
line
,
sir
!
Yes
,
you
may
well
look
surprised
--
I
'll
have
another
three
of
Scotch
,
landlord
,
please
.
"
