'Suffer Me to Catch a Fish ...'
H. E. TOWNER COSTON
In the autumn a young trout's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. Tonight H. E. Towner Coston, who gave a sports talk on big game fishing not so long ago, is to discuss the farming of our rivers, the cultivation of our game fish, the confoundment in nets of their enemies.
He draws a vivid picture of trout at mating time running upstream to the shallow gravel bars, to the call of the phantom piper, the male trout fighting all comers.
In furrows made with her tail the hen trout lays something like 2,000 eggs, of which only about one in a thousand ever reaches maturity. And that is where man comes in, and artificially preserves them. Hatcheries, the stocking of rivers, something of the duties and difficulties of a river manager's life-these and many other piscatorial problems will be discussed in tonight's talk.