February 26, 1915
Dear Mr. Steenrod:
. . . That new Rush minnow is an odd bird. It swims tail fist. I will be glad you see you Saturday. The last ribbon [On that infernal typewrite-Ed.] I bought was badly put on reel to start with, much twist on end, Then after going a distance working the machine another twist showed up. I have managed to run this same distance toward one end, and fancy I will have to let it go at that, for I see no way of getting it out.
Abby and Imbrie agree with me that the nearest approach to a Tournament rod they make is in their Empire City “Hand Made,” 10 foot rod. It is powerful and good rod. I used one all day in a high wind on the Esopus. If a man was clever enough to take off the ferules and reset them the rod would last longer, as making a rod in quantities they are often a little careless in fitting the ferules over the wood.
P.S. Man alive—you know I went up to $2.25 on a Heddon rod to get over 5 feet. Well, it came this afternoon and a nice looking, handier little tool for casting and trolling one would hardly want. It is stiff and light as a feather. I never saw a cheap rod finished so well and the guides are file proof metal as hard as an agate. How the devil do they do it?
I believe that it is just about as old Mr. Whipple put it. He said that he could make a good living making split bamboo rods at $7.50 to $10.00 each, and finish them up in good style. I doubted this as his taste in rods was peculiar, stiff as pokers in butt and middle and soft in tips, but he had hi own way of wet-fly fishing and it suited him.
Edited by John McDonald, by permission of Theodore Gordon Flyfishers.