StNicholas [serial] . BY ALICE WAUGENHEIM. SUMMER. BY DOROTHY FLAGG, AGE 15. Lake Superior. Among the many pleasures enjoyed, thechief one, I believe, was that of feeding my fish. Downin front of the house is a log platform, or dock, built outinto the water. Under this live a great number of sunfish,and each day I would take a supply of bread, or crackers,and feed them. At first I merely crumbled the food intothe water and watched the fish swim for it. Then one dayI held a cracker in my hand, and a few of the bolder fishnibbled at it. I did this every day after that, and graduallythey became p
StNicholas [serial] . BY ALICE WAUGENHEIM. SUMMER. BY DOROTHY FLAGG, AGE 15. Lake Superior. Among the many pleasures enjoyed, thechief one, I believe, was that of feeding my fish. Downin front of the house is a log platform, or dock, built outinto the water. Under this live a great number of sunfish,and each day I would take a supply of bread, or crackers,and feed them. At first I merely crumbled the food intothe water and watched the fish swim for it. Then one dayI held a cracker in my hand, and a few of the bolder fishnibbled at it. I did this every day after that, and graduallythey became perfectly fearless. About this time a small kind of fish, called shiners, whichlive out in the deeper water, began to come in great numbersto the feast, and, after a time, they became quite as fearless as the sunfish. They would swim inand out amongmy fingers,nibblingat them here and there, not pay-ing the slightest notice when Imoved my hand among , they became so tame Icould catch them in my hands veryeasily, though I always
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