Re for supper. All of this was carried out to the letter; the minnows
were easily secured, and kept alive in a little shallow pond made by
banking up mud on the border of the larger sheet of water. Then they
baited their hooks, and cast out, with the fisherman's habitual hope
actuating their actions. The pickerel proved to be both hungry and
accommodating, for they soon began to take hold savagely. Several fine
fish were landed after a fierce struggle that afforded the anglers more
or less pleasure; and they felt encouraged to keep up the sport, assured
of plenty for a meal. When the fish were taken from the hooks they were
strung on a stout cord, and kept in the water, so that they would remain
fresh longer. Toby would not keep far away from this place long at a
time. "What ails you anyway?" Steve several times called out; "why don't
you try a new place like I do?" Finally the stuttering boy condescended
to inform him. "S-s-seems

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