Outing . ed momentarily toengulf the rest of its face. Furthermore,it croaked, harshly, hoarsely, and gut-turally. I swallowed hard and hung ontight to myself. Is much the matter with me? Iasked a fellow next, who, I later ob-served, was a woman. Sea robin, she returned laconically,with a second look at me; guess youre agreeny. Bat it off. But, fortunately, before I could act on Veil, he called, vat luck, if henny,mine friend ? I shook my head, and he paused longenough in his efforts with his big reel toshow me three four-pound sea bass anda large flounder which reposed in agunny sack at his s
Outing . ed momentarily toengulf the rest of its face. Furthermore,it croaked, harshly, hoarsely, and gut-turally. I swallowed hard and hung ontight to myself. Is much the matter with me? Iasked a fellow next, who, I later ob-served, was a woman. Sea robin, she returned laconically,with a second look at me; guess youre agreeny. Bat it off. But, fortunately, before I could act on Veil, he called, vat luck, if henny,mine friend ? I shook my head, and he paused longenough in his efforts with his big reel toshow me three four-pound sea bass anda large flounder which reposed in agunny sack at his side. That was an-other thing about the fisher army whichswarmed the steamer—each had his owngunny sack. Creels there were none,and for that matter with good reason,for it would have taken sadly overgrownwicker-baskets to have contained the pro-portions of a few of those great, flatflounders. Presently, with the fear of those whiz-zing sinkers upon me, despite my effortto act as unconcerned as my fellow-. IT WAS ON THE TOP DECK I OBSERVED THAT MOST OF THE OLD MEN COLLECTED her advice, it fell off itself, and vanishedagain into its native haunt. I wish itcould have realized the feeling of reliefits going gave me. Just then I discovered my Germanfriend who had been tying knots inclams mouths. His face was red andperspiring. piscatorialists, I went back to the lowerdeck and wedged myself in between twoof the drop-line fishermen. It isnt what it used to be, one ofthem was saying. I remember when Ifirst came down on these banks thirty-four years ago. You could catch fishthen—none of this fooling with midgets,
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