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THE BILLDAD. (Saltipiscator falcorostratus.)        If  you have ever paddled around Boundary Pond, in  north- west  Maine,  at  night you  have  probably heard  from  out  the black  depths of  a cove a spat like a paddle striking  the  water. It  may  have been a paddle, but the chances are ten to one  that it  was  a  billdad  fishing.  This  animal occurs  only on  this  one pond,  in  Hurricane Township.  It is about the size of  a  beaver, but  has  long, kangaroo-like hind legs, short front  legs,  webbed feet,   and  a  heavy,  hawk-like  bill.   Its  mode  of  fishing  is  to crouch  on  a  grassy  point overlooking the  water,  and  when  a trout  rises  for  a  bug, to leap with amazing  swiftness  just  past the  fish,  bringing  its  heavy,  flat  tail  down  with  a  resounding smack   over  him.   This  stuns  the  fish,  which  is   immediately picked  up  and  eaten by the billdad.  It has been  reported  that sixty yards is an average jump for an adult male.############      Up to three years ago the opinion was current among lumber jacks  that  the  billdad was fine eating, but since the  beasts  are exceedingly shy and hard to catch no one was able to remember having  tasted  the  meat.  That fall one was killed  on  Boundary Pond  and  brought  into the Great Northern  Paper  Company's camp  on  Hurricane Lake, where the cook made a most  savory slumgullion   of  it.   The  first  (and  only)  man  to  taste  it   was Bill  Murphy,  a tote-road swamper from Ambegegis.  After  the first  mouthful  his body stiffened, his eyes glazed, and  his  hands clutched  the  table  edge.  With a wild yell he rushed  out  of  the cook-house,  down  to the lake, and leaped clear out fifty  yards, coming  down  in a sitting posture---exactly like a billdad  catch- ing  a  fish.   Of  course, he sank like a stone.  Since  then  not  a lumber  jack  in  Maine will touch billdad meat, not  even  with  a pike pole.######################################### Page Forty-three################################### |
    FCLW MAIN • APALON MAIN Fearsome Creatures of the Lumberwoods- With a Few Desert and Mountain Beasts Written by William T. Cox • Illustrated by Coert Du Bois • With Latin Classifications by George B. Sudworth Published by Press of Judd & Detweiler, Inc. Washington, D.C.1910 (1911?) Copyright Public Domain. William T. Cox’s Fearsome Creatures of the Lumberwoods (95th Anniversary Hypertext Edition) By all the Preceding, Plus Edited, Annotated, And Additional Bits and Pieces by Apalon Co., Ltd ( Supplementary Material Copyright 2006.) Web Layout and Design Copyright 2006 Apalon Co., Ltd. |