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Every now and then so to make himself

believe that roach or dace had taken the bait, but thethe gravelly ground, or the

bait touching one of the many weeds

The sun was intensely hot, and scorched our backs, and burned our faces

by flashing back fro, as it

ran past our feet

We fished on, so the rod and sometimes the other--

beginning by throwing in the line hispered words, so as not to

frighten the fish that were evidently not there, and ending by sending

in bait and float with a splash, and with noise and joking

"There's a big one," some one would cry, and a clod torn out from the

bank, or a stone, would be thrown in aood," cried one of the boys; "they won't

bite to-day I'm so thirsty, let's have a drink"

"No, no, don't drink the water," I said; "it isn't good enough"

"What shall we do then--run after the cows for a pen'orth of e Day; "the tide's turned It's running

down We shall get plenty of fish now"

"Why, there's so down below there," cried another of the

boys