Letter No. 15From John Graham, at the Union Stock Yards in Chicago, to his son, Pierrepont, at The Scrub Oaks, Spring Lake, Michigan.
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Mr. Pierrepont has been promoted again, and the old man sends him a little advice with his appointment.
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Chicago, September 1, 189—
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Dear Pierrepont: I judge from yours of the twenty-ninth that you must have the black bass in those parts pretty well terrorized. I never could quite figure it out, but there seems to be something about a fish that makes even a cold-water deacon see double. I reckon it must be that while Eve was learning the first principles of dressmaking from the snake, Adam was off bass fishing and keeping his end up by learning how to lie.
Don’t overstock yourself with those four-pound fish yarns, though, beca
