Crowded Out o' Crofield; or, The Boy who made his Way

sty-looking; and the dam was there; and above them was the mill-pond, spreading out over a number of acres, and ornamented with stumps, old logs, pond

fish here," he said to hims

hree punts out on the water, and one of them had in it a man and two boys, while the second boat held but one man, and the third cont

r another, each rod and line came up to have its hook and bai

hose fellows have all the good places. I'll

hile every fisherman there turned to look at

r caught anything down there, and nobody ever goes the

t was a pretty stream of water, and it spread out wide and shallow, and rippled merrily among stones and bowlders and clumps of willow and alder for ne

ar the water's edge, through a thriving meadow of clover and timothy. "Ther

ation, he clapped his hand

Never did such a thing before in all my life. Wh

n bushes and high grass, as if to show that it had no room to let for fish to live in-that is, for fish accustomed to ha

alighted upon his left arm. "I've caught him! Grasshoppers are the best kind of bai

ackle as well as for a large number of sportsmen. The big, long-limbed, green-coated jumper was placed in position on the hook, and then, with sev

line until the grasshopper at the end of it dropped lightly and naturally i

ug-splas

lling! He'll break the line-no, he won't. See

game struggling of that vigorous trout. There he lay now, on the grass,

er," he said, aloud. "This is the way to catch 'em. I

er, but the young sportsman knew very well that he knew nothing at all of that kind of fishing. He had made his first cast perfectly, because it was about the only way in which it could have been made, and now he was so very nervous and excited and cautious that he did very well again, aided as before by the breeze. Not in the same place, but at a little distance down, and close to where Jack captured his second bait, there was a crook in th

and tire 'em out. I won't be in too mu

what army men call "tactics." He was able to pull very hard, and he w

st the fish and he's hitched me into a 'cod-lamper' eel of

y hair was tangled for a moment in some stubby twigs. He loosened his head, still holding firmly his bent and straining rod. One step farther, a slip of his

coughing and spluttering a moment afterward, when his eager, excited, anxious face came up

m!" he exclaimed, as he t

had been rudely startled out from under the bank and was

seem as if he and this fish were very well matched, except that Jack had

h his hands until he could grasp the line, and all th

comes. I'll draw him ashore easy-that's it! Hurrah

k Ogden had a three-pound trout, flopp

outed. "I can catch 'em! I won't let an

ed out and decided to go home, he had a dozen more of trout, not one of them weighing over six ounces, with a pair of very good yellow perch, one very large perch, a sucker, and three bullheads, that bit when his bait happened to sink to the bottom without any lead to help it. Take it all i

ts of his experiment in fly-fishing. He felt, rea

, any way. There isn't anything around Crofield that