The Greatest Fish Story Ever Told!
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The events that happened in Kekoskee, Wisconsin are so extraordinary and improbable that I always hesitate about telling the story. The evidence is legal, convincing and overwhelming. In total it makes up the grandest fish story in the history of a lifetime. It is really a story about bullheads, and of course it is a beautiful story, for the bullhead is naturally a romantic fish. Every man in Mayville and Kekoskee knows this story, and without any hint or coaching will tell it to you exactly as his neighbor does. Everyone in town knows the horse too. You see, there was...
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A Greenhorn and Big John in the Wilds of Michigan - January 18, 1877
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If the sketch which follows, depicting a general outline of incidents which entered into the experience of a "Greenhorn," on his first deer hunt in the wilds of Michigan, shall have the effect of driving the work-encumbered denizens of the city into some reasonable consideration for his own wellbeing, by taking for himself such recreation as will yield him the greatest possible benefit, the object of it will have been accomplished. After a fellow has spent say thirty years of his life with his nose at the grindstone, it is not astonishing that it comes to strike him at last as being somewhat...
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Trout Fishing - January 1, 1874
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Forest and Stream - By the Poets Hand. TROUT FISHING, a poem by Eunice B. Lamberton.
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The Back Lakes of Canada - January 1, 1874
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A deer hunting adventure, covering 50 miles in a canoe.
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Natures Invitation - August 14, 1873
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NATURES INVITATION On the fair face of Nature let us muse, and dream by lapsing stream and drooping wood; Tread the dark forests whose primeval ranks, since the creation dawn have cast their shade; Ponder by flowing stream and ocean tides, and note the varied forms of life they hold, Mark the wild game so clear to hunter's heart, the swarming fowl that skim the salty deeps, The birds that haunt the woodlands and the plains, The fish that swim the seas, the lakes, the streams, And tempt the thoughtful angler to their marge; Glance at the life that fills our native woods, and game of Asian...
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Metaphysics of Deer Hunting - October 2, 1873
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METAPHYSICS OF DEER HUNTING When the financial panic was at its height last week, we visited a wealthy friend whose up-town mansion is palatial, his income from safe and judicious investments always ample and assured, and his bank account invariably showing a balance to his credit of many thousands. A gentleman who dabbles little in speculative risks; and whom cares of State and fluctuations of the market of late do not perplex ; one of those rare exceptions among men, content with sufficient and not ambitious for more. Surely, his was a case not, within the range of human probability, to be...
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Caribou Hunting in Nova Scotia - September 25, 1873
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A far reachinging journey through forests and across barrens in pursuit of the elusive Caribou.
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Reminiscence of Lake Superior - February 26, 1874
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REMINISCENCE OF LAKE SUPERIOR BY THOMAS SEDGWICK STEELE It was with a hearty laugh that Dr. W. bounded into my room one bright morning in the latter part of September, without waiting to knock or in any way announce his arrival. In almost the same breath he called out, “Why! you’re a pretty fellow to be housed here all day long, fussing over those feathers and wires ! Why are you not on the river trolling, or in the woods after partridges? Come, put up those tools and lets off for a day’s tramp. Peter has put up enough luncheon for two, so pick up your gun and come on.” The fact was,...
info_outlineThe evidence is legal, convincing and overwhelming. In total it makes up the grandest fish story in the history of a lifetime.
It is really a story about bullheads, and of course it is a beautiful story, for the bullhead is naturally a romantic fish.
Every man in Mayville and Kekoskee knows this story, and without any hint or coaching will tell it to you exactly as his neighbor does. Everyone in town knows the horse too. You see, there was a horse in the story – which in time you will come to know.
It all happened way back in 1860, when the Horicon Marsh was Horicon Lake. Back then the Rock River ran into Horicon which was the largest man-made lake in the United States. Today, the river runs into the marsh at the same place where it used to run into the lake.
It’s the same river, and the people of Mayville will take you to the same place, and show you where the story happened. So you can’t possibly doubt the truth of the details of this story.
It was an awfully cold winter that year, and that has something to do with the story, too.
-EMERSON HOUGH