Lake Co. Past: June 27
The three young men borrowed a gasoline launch and started for the Split Rock River about 4:30 p.m. Everything was lovely and the regular rhythmic impulses of the apparently faithful little engine was sweet music for the ears of the would-be fishermen until they arrived at the mouth of Silver Creek, when suddenly, and without previous warning or provocation, the engine stopped its gentle purring and the boat ceased to glide over the mirror-like surface of Lake Superior.
The boat was rowed to shore and the three young men immediately started to make an investigation for the purpose of determining the sudden death of their motor power. After an examination extending far into the night, during which each part of the engine was carefully examined, and not being able to get the pesky thing to run, they decided to get some expert help. Two of the party started across the narrow point to where a fisherman lived. After waiting for hours the lonely party with the boat decided his companions had been lost in the woods and started to make a search. He finally located the two men in a small tree with an angry bull prancing around and pawing at its roots.
After the enemy had been driven away and expert help secured further attempts were made to get the motor to run, but the combined knowledge of the three men and the fisherman in that vicinity was not sufficient to get the engine to deliver further power.
Finally with their patience and strength exhausted, they abandoned hope and went to the point, collected wood, built a roaring fire near a large rock and laid down to rest the remainder of the cold wet night. When all were peacefully slumbering, the rock exploded from the excessive heat and the half- burned wood and fragments of the rock flew in all directions. Two of the party were injured and the other was burned. Thinking they were being dynamited, they flew from the haunted hillside as from a pestilence, and stood shivering on the shores of the lake until sunrise.
With the coming of daylight their courage and determination returned and they hired one of the farmers to drive to this city to secure further expert advice. Help finally arrived, the trouble was located in a few minutes and the boys continued on their journey firmly determined to get a fish before they returned. On their return Sunday evening, the lake became rough and not being experienced navigators they ran the boat on the beach and walked home, very tired but with an accumulation of wisdom as to why a gasoline engine will not run.
Record trout catch
Conductors Phil Meindl and William St. Mary are reported to have brought in the finest catch of brook trout seen so far this season. They fished the Baptism River. The largest of the catch was a rainbow trout weighing 3 ½ pounds. The smallest fish in the creels measured 11 ½ inches. The large trout was presented to Frank O’Malley as a proof of their angling superiority to one who claims the distinction of Lake County’s premier angler.
Tourists shun cold and fog
Hoping in a change of the weather, which has marked June as the coldest on the North Shore in years and recording the coldest June day since 1876, resort keepers on the North Shore are praying for a change for the weekend and Fourth. Tourist business, as a result of the weather, has been but a fraction of what it normally is during the month of June.
Yesterday was the sixth day in which the fog whistle at Two Harbors has blown all or most of the day, with slight clearing Sunday and Tuesday.