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THE STRIPED BASS: A DETECTIVE STORY
Gerald Holland
September 03, 1956
After a 2,000-mile quest the investigator finally comes to grips with the truth—and a striper
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September 03, 1956

The Striped Bass: A Detective Story

After a 2,000-mile quest the investigator finally comes to grips with the truth—and a striper

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He looked at his fellow fishermen jigging away, smiling and happy looking, their faces ruddy with health and serenity. The investigator hated them and their joyful jigging ways.

But he jigged on, for what is a man to do? Can he cry out, "Turn back, I am sick to the point of dying? I am weak and faint and can jig no more?"

There was nothing to be done but to jig on and perhaps to die jigging aboard this cursed craft....

Then it happened.

The investigator's line suddenly screamed. It sang out to sea.

Nobody said anything. The two other fishermen started reeling in as rapidly as they could.

Captain Scholz was down from the bridge like a shot. His mate sprang to the wheel in the cabin.

The other fishermen backed away from their chairs.

The investigator's head was clear as a bell. He started to reel the line in. Then, for a split second he stopped and looked vacantly around.

The line grew slack.

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