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"Hallo, my cute old boy, you have a good nose on you to be able to smell Polyte's cookery from your own house!" A roar of laughter burst forth from the throats of those present. Malivoire, excited by his success, went on: "There's nothing for the rheumatics like a chitterling poultice! It keeps your belly warm, along with a glass of three-six!"
"Hallo, my cute old boy, you have a good nose on you to be able to smell Polyte's cookery from your own house!" An immense laugh burst forth from the throats of those present. Malivoire, excited by his success, went on: "There is nothing for the rheumatics like a chitterling poultice! It keeps your belly warm, along with a glass of three-six!"
They claim three-six for the swift and powerful bonefish is simply absurd. No! I can prove otherwise. But that must be another story. Some one must pioneer these sorely needed reforms. It may be a thankless task, but it is one that some of us are standing by. We need the help of brother anglers. One morning in February there was a light breeze from the north and the day promised to be ideal.
"Oh," said Durtal, considering the old caricature, shrivelled by bad air and "three-six," "but if she is tired of that sort of thing, why did she run off with a man?" Rateau made a grimace of pitying contempt, "Oh, he's impotent. Good for nothing " "Ah!" "It's my job I'm sore about. The landlord won't keep a concierge that hasn't a wife."
They learn to be resigned and to wash out a glass when they are thirsty and make their own fire when they are cold. Durtal's concierge was an old man with drooping moustache and a powerful breath of "three-six." Indolent and placid, he opposed an unbudgeable inertia to Durtal's frantic and profanely expressed demand that the sweeping be done at the same hour every morning.
The season of 1918 we hooked about fifty bonefish on three-six tackles that is, three-ounce tips and six-thread lines and we landed fourteen of them. I caught nine and R. C. caught five. R. C.'s eight-pound fish justified our contention and crowned our efforts. To date, in all my experience, I consider this bonefish achievement the most thrilling, fascinating, difficult, and instructive.
Chaptal recommends this also; and everybody knows that this drugging produces sometimes advantageous results, sometimes pernicious and detestable effects. What substances will you proscribe? In what cases? In what proportion? Will you prohibit chicory in coffee, glucose in beer, water, cider, and three-six alcohol in wine?
We had new, delicate three-six tackles to try. About seven the wind died away. There was a dead calm, and the sun tried to show. Then another breeze came out of the east. We went up on the inside after bait, and had the luck to find some. Crossing the island, we came out at the old construction camp where we had left the canoe. By this time a stiff breeze was blowing and the tide was rising fast.
"Broad three-six." And tapped with one foot as she stood. "Zincas Importing Company? I want to speak to Mr. Max Zincas." Wrinkles crawled about her uncertain lips. "This is his his mother. Yes, Mrs. Zincas." She closed her eyes as she waited. "Hello, Max? That you, Max?" She grasped at the snout of the instrument, tiptoeing up to it. "It's me, dear. But I had to get you to the 'phone somehow.
And for bonefish, that rare fighter known to so few anglers, the three-six tackle a three-ounce tip and six-thread line is just the ideal rig to make the sport exceedingly difficult, fascinating, and thrilling. Old bonefishermen almost invariably use heavy tackle stiff rods and twelve-or fifteen-thread lines. They have their arguments, and indeed these are hard nuts to crack.
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