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TT GA’ WoeaTda fSleamase oF rise cutrire| ‘Seth Grean’s Liege About the Funny Tribesm ‘Bene of His Varied Experiences. Ter. Field and Fore, “How did you ever come to de vise this scheme? 4 “I have been working at it ever since I was large enough to bend a sin.” F ‘The above remark was addressed to Mr. Seth Green, the veteran fish culturist, who , is known to the en tire world, and his reply indicates the extent of his labors. “When I was quite young,” he continued, “I would le on the limbs of trees that reached out over the water entire afternoons watch ing the movements of the fish and studying their habits. In this way I discovered many characteristics which were before unknown. I saw, 23 every observer must see, the destructive elements that are war ting against fish, and I realized that unless something were done, the life in the streams of this country Would become extinct. To coun tteract this disastrous end became my life work, and I am happy to say that I have seen its accomplish ment” “Were you successful on the start?” “No, indeed. Up to that time all artificial attempts to hatch and raise fish from spawn had failed, and I was compelled to experiment in an entirely new manner. The work was a careful and tedious one, but I finally succeeded, and to-day I am able to hatch and raise fully 75 per cent, of all spawn.” * “Enormous! Why, that is a larger Percents ¢ than either the vegeta te or animal Kingdoms produce in a natural condition.” “I know it, but we exercise the neatest care in the start, and guard the little fellows until they become able to care for themselves.’ The foregoing conversation oc curred at Caledonia, where the rep resentative of this paper was pay ing a visit to the state fish hatcher ies. It has been his privilege to re port many interesting sights within t the past 25 years, but the view pre sented here exceeds in interest any thing ever before attempted. “How many fish are there in those ponds, Mr. Green?” “As we have never attempted to count them it will be impossible to say. They extend way up into the millions though. We shipped mil lions out of the ponds this year, and there seemed to be as many after wards as before. We have nearly every variety of the trout family and maan hybrids.” “You speak of hybrids, Mr. Green, hat do you mean by that?” “I have experimented for years en crossing the breed of the various fish and am still working upon it. We cross the female salmon trout with the male brook trout, and thus produce a hybrid. Then we cross the hybrid with the brook trout, which gives us three-quarter brook trout and one-quarter salmon trout. This makes one of the finest fishes in the world. He has all the habits of the brook trout,lives in both atreaies and lakes, develops vermil lion spots on his sides, rises readil to a fly, is far more vigorous an fully one-third larger than ordinary brook trout of the same age. The Peantsities of development in the ish world are great and we are rapidly ascertaining what they are.” “One question more. How many acts of fish have you here and now are they divided?” “Well, we have 43 ponds which are divided up as follows: 22 ponds of brook trout, a ponds of salmon trout, 4 of McCloud river or rainbow trout, 2 ponds of German trout, 3 of California mountain trout, 2 ponds of hybrids, 4 of one-quarter aslmon and three-quarter brook trout, 2 ponds of gold fish and 1 pond of carp. Then we have what we call the centennial pond of ‘happy fam ily” cristal crosses up differ ent fish, including Kenebec salmon, Land Locked salmon, brook trout, salmon trout and hybrids. These fish range in size from * minnows to 18-pounders, and in age from one and one-half months to eleven years. I forgot to say, also, that we have a ‘hospital’ pond, which is entirel empty, which speaks pretty well for a community of many millions. Indeed, the whole secret of fish cut — can be summed up in four things. Impregnation—using no water, plenty of food, plenty of pure water and cleanliness.” ‘MAGIG-AMONG MADMEN. RB Weiengs Wonderel Tr ‘Ballers Hoezital, New York. February 18—Pro fessor John Goldberg, the magician, in now in the pavilion for the insane ‘at Bellevue Hospital. He is a tal ented and educated man, with many friends in Berlin and in this country. He has money, and his friends say he will be removed to another asy lum. Dr. Wildman, the physiciay in charge, says that the Professor is a afflicted softening of the brain, so that ee date of his death mere ly depends upon the repidity Which the disease develops itself. After a spell of violence he said, laughing heartily, cy F me here under the pre text that I am insane, but, of course, you know I am not. I have the strength of a hundred men, and could easily force my way out, but I consider it my duty to remain here a short time and entertain the crazy People here. You see this pack of cards. Now [to one of the patients] draw out a card and hold it in your hand. You all see it is the ace of hearts. Hold it tight and watch me, I blow it, say ‘Presto, change,’ and it is the ace of clubs, his trick is very easy to do—for those who know how, continued the Professor, after a pause, “Now, I shuffle the cards. Heigh, there is one missing.” Looking around at his auditors, he pointed at a man several feet distant, and said: “Sir, you have the card in your bosom. Bring it to me she stly. The frightened lunatic found the card where the professor had boeat . “You see,” the magician went on, as he threw the pack on the table and turned to pet his birds, “I can tell by the weight of a deck if a single card is missing. Keep away from the table or you will spoil the charm. I raise the pack again. “There is another one gone, I don’t believe any of you have it slowly, and searching the faces of his listeners. Ah? there it is. Who stuck that up there against the wall? Will you bring it to me sir? It is, as you perceive, the ten of clubs.” The man addressed went and got t o the card. He was thoroughly scar ed, and reached the whole length of his arm as he handed it to the Professor. “This is the queen of diamonds, not the card I sent for,” said the magician, as he indignantly threw his pack on the table, and, walking away, gazed out of the window. The lunatics had by this time grown wild with excitement, and they withdrew from the Profes sor as far as the walls of the room would let them. So HOMESICK SOLDIERS, ow 2ts ! During the Wn * ight of Mamss- A Washington letter to the Phil adelphia Record gives the, follow ing interview: ou know that imany soldiers died of homesickness 'during the late war?” said an ex- Federate Colonel, “Yes, sir; they called it noatil gia~thats the medi cal term for homesickness. Men died apparently without a cause— not from fright; homesickness was the cause in nine cases out of ten. I remember that at one time, I was in charge of a depot at Louisville, Ky. where 16,000 convalescents were waiting for strength to go to the front. I noticed that many of them grew worse instead of better. It was ' not due to a relapse; it was not'the old disease again. It did not seem to be a new disease. I looked into it a little,and then I told the surgeon it was nothing but noatal ia. I had a chance to prove that I was right one of these sick well men came to me the next day. ‘Colonel,’ he said, I want leave of absence for a day or two. I want to go home and see my folks, I am pining away for a sight of my old home. I believe I shall die if don’t go.’ On inquiring I found that his home was right across in Indiana and that he had an idea that he could see the smoke rising from its chimney. He had not been home for several years, and he was fretting away in sight of that smoke. I was not supposed to let any of my convalescents go any where except to the front, but I de termined to try an experiment with this sallow, peaked-face young man. ‘Well, sir,’ I said, ‘how long will you be gone? ‘This is Friday,’ he ree plied, ‘I will be back on Monday.’ 'No,' I said, ‘you can stay until Fri day of next week.’ ‘All right,” he said, looking better already. On the nex Friday he returned a new man. ‘I’m all right again, Colonel,’ he half shouted when he saw me. ‘I'm ready to go to the front at once. I went home, saw my mother and father and my sisters and brothers, had some good home food and some good home sleep, and fought all my battles over again down at the vil lage store. That was all that I want ed.’ It was a fact. He had been cured of nostalgia.” = *
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