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"Throth I nivir bragged out o' myself yit, and it's what I say, that a man that's only fishin' aff the land all his life has no business to compare in the regard o' thracthericks wid a man that has sailed to Fingal." This silenced any further argument on Barny's part.
I told you I'd whip you if you went fishin' ag'in, an' I'm goin' to do it!" Again the lash fell. "Please don't!" begged Will, trying to break loose. But the angry farmer held him in too firm a grip. "Look here!" exclaimed Mr. Bobbsey with flashing eyes. "I believe that boy is telling the truth!" "Wa'al, I don't," snapped the mean farmer. "An' I'm goin' to give him a good lesson."
"Cock-o'-the-pines!... It didn't mean nothin'," gasped the man; ... "It was jest private between fishin' friends " "Go on!" "Yes'm.... If I heard a cock-o'-the-pines squeal I was to squeal back, an' then he was to holler jest friendly 'Hallo-oo! How's fishin'? That's all, ma'am " "And you were to cross?" "Yes'm jest friendly like. Him an' me was fond o' fishin' " "I see. Sit down and don't move.
"I'm goin' fishin', Polly," he said, slinging his birch pole over his shoulder. "All right," said Polly, nodding and smiling away at him. "Sh, Joel, don't make such a noise. You'll wake up Davie." "Then he could go with me," declared Joel, on the edge of another whoop. "No, indeed, Mister Joel," said Polly, with a decisive nod of her brown head, "you needn't think it.
Ay, but if she could juist get a promise wrung oot o' him, she didna care hoo muckle she had to prig. I mind when Jamie went to the fishin' Leeby was aye terrible keen to get wi' him, but ye see he wouldna be seen gaen through the toon wi' her. 'If ye let me gang, she said to him, 'I'll no seek to go through the toon wi' ye.
"Air ye afeerd?" he asked tolerantly, and she nodded mutely. "I'll take ye down," he said with sudden gentleness. The tall mountaineer was standing on the porch of the cabin, and with assurance and dignity Jason strode ahead with a protecting air to the gate. "Whar you two been?" he called sharply. "I went fishin'," said the boy unperturbed, "an' tuk Mavis with me."
"Abner, you jest shut up, or I'll take a stick to you! You needn't make him any more homesick than he is. Just try ef you can't amuse him." "Say, Sam, I guess we'll have a stavin' time together," said Abner, really pleased to have a companion. "What'll we do? Want to play leapfrog?" "I don't feel like playing," answered Herbert, despondently. "We might go fishin'," suggested Abner.
They spoke of his unselfishness, his charity, his kindly deeds; told of his visiting the poor and unhappy, nursing the sick. They said the little children loved him, and everyone in the village and for miles around trusted and leaned upon Fishin' Jimmy.
There wasn't a thing for him to do that summer but lie around in the shade, except now an' then when he was off fishin' or huntin'." "Well, I hope you will let 'im come," John Webb drawled out, in his slow fashion. "I can set an' study a town dude like him by the hour an' never git tired. I never kin somehow git at what sech fellers think about or do when they are at home. He makes money, but how?
I assented to his question, and he said: "I never heard of no fishin'. When people want to fish, they go to a lake about ten miles furder on." "Oh, I do not care particularly about fishing," I said, "but there must be a good many pleasant roads about here." "There's this one," said he. "The people on wheels keep to it." With this he turned and walked slowly towards the back of the house.
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