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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"At the Foot of the Rainbow"

Whin he comes home, and house cleans in his
tunnel in the embankment, and takes possession of his stump in
the river, the nixt day the Black Bass locates in the deep water
below the shoals. THIN you can count me in. There is where
business begins for Jimmy boy. I am going to have that Bass this
summer, if I don't plant an acre of corn."
"I bet you that's the truth!" said Mary, so quickly that both men
laughed.
"Ahem!" said Dannie. "Then I will have to do my plowing by a
heidlicht, so I can fish as much as ye do in the day time. I
hereby make, enact, and enforce a law that neither of us is to
fish in the Bass hole when the other is not there to fish also.
That is the only fair way. I've as much richt to him as ye have."
"Of course!" said Mary. "That is a fair way. Make that a rule,
and kape it. If you both fish at once, it's got to be a fair
catch for the one that lands it; but whoever catches it, _I_
shall ate it, so it don't much matter to me."
"You ate it!" howled Jimnmy. "I guess not. Not a taste of that
fish, when he's teased me for years? He's as big as a whale. If
Jonah had had the good fortune of falling in the Wabash, and
being swallowed by the Black Bass, he could have ridden from Peru
to Terre Haute, and suffered no inconvanience makin' a landin'.


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