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SANTA CATALINA ISLAND: I ~,'~'~'~ .~ ~-~,~-e~(.~'lC~'~ &\ ~ ~ IN ALL THE WORLD NO Trap LInE TinS: at -- - Aval urists and travelers er, cont . ,, ... ~ .. publica Dan, rlolng, nsnmg, sportsmen Baseball training field for Chicago "Cubs" waucmg, marine garaens, unexcellecl accommocmuons, PIVE CENTS AVALON, SANTA CATALINA ISLAND. CALIFORNIA, WEDNESDAY, MAY 28. 1924. VOL. XI. No. 20 CATALINA CUBS DEFEAT , LOOO R ByAuto By Willi'~J. Doran e Catalina Cubs added another By Ernest Windle to their string of victories, de-waGlUngt~''thentto o Black Jack mine--- All along the road to Middle Ranch the fast Gardena pastimers 12 . was the pipeline for the Avalon water it was the Islanders' sixth con- The speaker was Mr D M Renton, system, that has just been completed 'e win, outclassing the visitors vice-president and general manager of under the supervision of Mr. Renton. departments, finding Hilton, aa's star slabster for a total of base hits. The lad hurled a game and would, in all probability the Cubs a little trouble had he red better support. The locals' erous wrecking crew drove Hil- f~erings to all corners of Wrig- especially in the pinch; the morale of the visitors fal- ! in the opening inning when three Crossed the rubber. From then it Was pitiful. Squeeze plays net- Several runs, together with heads- running. '1' Jim Kenny Stops Gardena re- he invaders hold first place in their se~;eetive division in the Los Angeles ul~ r Ji- p o summer league Big-hearted ~q doctored his arm all week to pre- v,ire fo- ~lerlt a stiff struggle, but his assort- de~ , of CUrves completely baffled Gar- te~s sluggers, allowing seven scat- ~q h" ~ai~, .Its. After his colleagues had ease~a~ned a comfortable lead," he this '~ up to save his pitching arm for Week's series of games. BOOTS and BINGLES spirited rooting section much interest during Sunday contests. With the Glass Boat Glee Club bellowing at }osition, Milt Patrick may rest that his talented artists pro- Wholesome entertainment. [die Pfahler shared honors with Kenny. "/?heir work was .OUtstanding feature of Sunday's little Giant, better known as Cunningham, performed re- well, getting three timely .and gathering difficult ground a bobble. breaks of the game favored the /~very inside play they tried d to perfection. Much credit is Although the boys had ~tay, they look to be a club hard When right. Cub's peppery little receiver at- Considerable attention by his erful work behind the log. He Up every infield play, handles a major leaguer, and hits well. (Continued on Page 6, Column 3) Just Hurts His Feelings pa uses that paddle on it make you sick?" He tells me that's the board Dial. the Santa Catalina Island Company. Did I want to go? "'Large bodies move slowly,'" I quoted, with a grin, as I climbed into the Studebaker Special Six. Up past the old wireless station on the old stage road the big car climbed. Over the same road on horseback, in stage and automobile, I had traveled many times during the past fifteen years. On several occasions I ha~l crossed above the winding road in the flying boat. Yet, each time there is "something new" on the mountain drive from Avalon to the Isthnms! Honking tbe born to shoo the quail off the road is one of the pastimes. The birds, ahnost tame, finally flutter off to some convenient place of safety, ten'or fifteen feet away, and the cres- It is an excellent piece of engineering. The work had been done so thorough- ly that it seemed to have been in op- eration for years. The pumping plants were driving the water to an elevation of 1460 feet at the Sunmfit. All are operated with electricity. A moving picture of this work was shown at the Strand Theatre last week. A visit to the Thompson Dam at Middle Ranch was of considerable in- terest to the writer. It would tare a couple of columns to tell our readers just the main points of this big pro- ject. Back-tracking over the Middle Ranch road we arrived at the entrance of Cape Canyon. "It's a little bumpy along here," Mr. Mt. Black Jack and the Studebaker Special Six that carried Mr. D. M. Renton and the writer to within 200 feet from the summit. Elevation car, 1800 feet. "Andy" is standing behind the car. ted females perk their heads like pea- cocks. Chasing Catalina goats is another di- version. In bands of fifteen to one hundred, the goats browse on the hill- sides near the road. They look down with superior air at passing automo- biles. But let the car stop and the goats immediately disappear. Catalina goats are trained! Approach them on horseback! Prob- ably in the goat's mind there is an im- pression of the olden days when hunt- ers killed off many of the fleet-footed little animals. From 1903 to 1923 it is estimated that 20,000 of them were slain. A flying boat passing over a band causes the animals to lift their heads and sniffle. Then they quietly return to their browsing. Only one man ever "passed a Cata- lina goat" in an automobile. But we are loping ahead of the story! Renton said, with a smile; "but it will be easier than walking for you !" That is Mr. Renton's way! Always, trying to make life a "little easie/-" for someone else. He'd probably "blue pencil" this paragraph, but I had the ride and am writing the story. From the mouth of Cape Canyon to the top of Black Jack is about four miles. Part of the way the big car traveled along the bottom of the dry river bed. The scenery was pictures- que. Oaks, toyon, manzanita, wild cherry, cottonwoods, etc., were on both sides of the canyon. And wild flowers of many colorst Occasionally we passed a piece of lath that had been put in the ground by Andy Norman, who is in charge of the new mine. "Andy" had driven the stakes as "marks" to point his way to the top of the ridge. He usually rides (Continued on Page 2, Column 3) CATALINA THREE-SIX CLUB 1924 TOURNAMENT_____ (Editor s Note--There is a difference between a fisherman and a finished and skillful angler. In all sea angling circles the use of a "Three-Six ang- ling outfit is considered a sportsman's pastime. So, a few days ago, we wrote to Thomas McD. Potter and asked him to send us a history of the Cata- lina Three-Six Club, of which he was the first president, in 1907. At the Tuna Club there are two beautiful lov- ing cups offered for competition among the sea anglers using the "Three-Six" equipment. Here is what Mr. Potter says) : Editor Catalina Islander: You have asked me to write you a little history of the Catalina Three- Six Club; but what you are really af- ter, I suspect, is for me to furnish you a good and sufficient excuse why we should have a rod facetiously called a buggy whip and a six-thread line test- ing at twelve pounds. I could refer you to Mr. Conn's yellowtail of over forty pounds, or Mr. Jump's bluefin tuna of fifty-seven pounds, but I won't. Suffice it to say that, without being burdened with harness, up-to-the-min- ute reel, hand grips and other impedi- ments, it is a pleasing and practical outfit for ahnost anything, from s~r- dines up. I once presented Mr. Gifford Pinchot with a rod to take to San Clemente Is- land and try out, and this is what he wrote me, in part: "It is the pleasant- est light rod I ever had in my hand, and what I like about it especially, and what is so admirabl~, is the dis- tribution of weight and strength, and the fact that it is fully able to utilize the full strength of even a nine-thread line although I shall only use it for six." I vividly remember just what happened in heavy tackle days when one hooked a yeltowtail. Old No. 999 on the Lake Shore Limited had nothing on him for pulling power, and the first useless thing we tried to do was to try to hold, but instead of stopping it only encouraged the fish to do better. Holding was simply out of the ques- tion-so far as the yellowtail was con- cerned. Then the light tackle, and it has always been a wonder to me just why the fish eased up so much on the pull after the strike. Light tackle was an agreeable change from the heavy, but very soon became irksome from bohling both the weight of the rod and the strain of the llne. The belt socket was a nuisance, and fighting the fish from the seat socket was always a dangerous proceeding, and never did appeal to me much as a sporting pro- position at any time. After I had fairly mastered the nine-ounce tackle, I got to wondering. I obtained a six- thread line, tested it out, and discover- (Continued on Page 5, Column 2)