We decided to go in the early morning because there is
a popular belief that the early morning is the right time
for bass fishing. The bass is said to bite in the early
morning. Perhaps it does. In fact the thing is almost
capable of scientific proof. The bass does _not_ bite
between eight and twelve. It does _not_ bite between
twelve and six in the afternoon. Nor does it bite between
six o'clock and midnight. All these things are known
facts. The inference is that the bass bites furiously at
about daybreak.
At any rate our party were unanimous about starting early.
"Better make an early start," said the Colonel, when the
idea of the party was suggested. "Oh, yes," said George
Popley, the bank manager, "we want to get right out on
the shoal while the fish are biting."
When he said this all our eyes glistened. Everybody's
do. There's a thrill in the words. To "get right out on
the shoal at daybreak when the fish are biting," is an
idea that goes to any man's brain.
If you listen to the men talking in a Pullman car, or an
hotel corridor, or, better still, at the little tables
in a first-class bar, you will not listen long before
you hear one say: "Well, we got out early, just after
sunrise, right on the shoal.
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