Many is the angler who, having lashed a lake vainly with fly or plug, or plumbed it for empty hours with hook and sinker, has wished that the waters might suddenly be rent or snatched away by some miracle, exposing the bottom and, on it, all the flopping creatures whose presence has not been betrayed by appetite.
Last week just such a happening took place in the Sequatchie Valley, Tenn. Pickett's Lake, near Whitwell, famed for its trout, was emptied overnight. Natives found scores of trout, from a pound...
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