Perch! First game for my hook." "We'll stay till dark, but we'll get a good string.

Frank, your cork's under." "Never fished with one before," said Frank.

"I'll soon get the hang of it." That was a capital school for it, at all events; and they learned that it might be a good thing for a little lake like that to have a bad reputation.
"Fished out years ago.

I understand now," said Dab.
"Understand what ?" "Why, those fellows in the village that sent me out here were playing a joke on us,--a good deal like one of Joe and Fuz Hart's." "Best kind of a joke.

But if we tell about it when we get home, the whole village'll be over here next week." "Then we won't tell.