`Shovel,' says I.

I was making a place beyond the waterfall, and they swimmed in a hole there, where they'd got and couldn't get out again.

So I makes a dyke with the peck and turns the water off and then ladles the fish out with the shovel.

Two basketsful there was.

One I took indoors for the ladies, and t'other we ate; and Brooky put away so many they made him queer for some days.