That's all settled then. We'll have a fine
time."
"Bully!" said Jud laconically, and started to the house of another friend,
where a few words secured a boy of his age a holiday. Junior drove fast as
he dared and hurried with his work; so he reached home a little before
two, where he found Mickey with poles and a big can of worms ready.
Despite the pressing offer of the car, they walked, in order to show
Mickey the country which he was eager to explore on foot. Junior said the
sunfish were big as lunch plates at Atwater, the perch fine, and often if
you caught a grasshopper or a cricket for bait, you got a big bass around
the shore, and if they had the luck to reach the lake, when there was no
one ahead of them, and secured a boat they were sure of taking some.
"Wouldn't I like to see Lily eating a fish I caught," said Mickey,
searching the grass and kicking rotting wood as he saw Junior doing to
find bass bait.
"Minnies are the real thing," explained Junior. "When we get the scheme
father laid out going, before we start fishing, you and I will take a net
and come to this creek and catch a bucketful of right bait, and then we'll
have man's sport, for sure.
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