A Son of the City
ore the clamor awakened the other members of the household. Then he lay back and listened breathlessly for parental
acks a mile to the south, a train rumbled somnolently towards the park terminal, and under the eaves of the house, just above his room, two sparrows squabble
t, a faint streak of light brought the tree tops of the park into indistinct relief, and to the north a thin line of smoke fl
sdained as unnecessary impediments on a fishing trip. Then with a final glance from the window at the fast-graying sky, he reached behind the b
shifted his weight again and again from one foot to the other. On the firs
oh
ns had been spoiled. Why hadn't he walked along the end of the steps as bitter
at are yo
big south room followed, in which his f
e, you're imag
nd he was looking at the DuPree's weather vane when he wa
n, yet he dared not stir. Were his parents asleep? Or was Mrs. Fletcher waiting merely until some tell-tale noise enabled h
acks and enabled the seeker after forbidden pleasures to
gas log a package of sandwiches, surreptitiously assembled after supper the night before. Then with both hands grasping the doorknob firmly, he strained upwa
on the screen door, and fumbled in his pockets. Sinkers, spare hooks, a line with a nail at one end on which to string possible
g easily to and fro in one hand and a noiseless whistle of exultation coming from half-parted lips which became more and more audible as his rapidly echoing footsteps increased the distance from home. For he had made good his escape, the strange fragrance of the cool, ear
nd tiptoed gently over the struggling grass on the narrow sidelawn. For it was here that the Silvey family lived, and if Bill were his boon companion with tastes akin to his,
ent, and gazed expectantly upward. Nothing happened. Again a jerk, given this time with a certain vindictive delight.
ll my big toe
. "Got the wor
e folks. The can's on the back steps. Ain't many worms though. I hunted un
isparagingly as Silvey joined him
spered, "that al
m yesterday left on the pier. Or we can cut up the first
unkempt buildings of the neighborhood dairy, over the small bit of pasturage where the master thereof kept a dozen cows that his customers
idge first," said Silvey when t
iad of insects from their shelters as the pair brushed aside protruding shrubbery and brought a chorus o
the stone buttresses of the wooden planked bridg
Sil. My heel's f
oes of the park museum, once a member of an exposition whose glories are almost forgotten, which now veiled its need of repair in the kindly dawn and formed a symphony in gray with the willow-studded, low-lying lagoon banks. The air throbbed with the su
peachy?" breathed
e lesser spectacle of the robin. "Don't you w
g, dark pier came in sight. At the land end, John stooped to pick up a few sun-dried minnows wh
med in disgust, as he th
co-tin which contained at least a dozen samples of the squirming b
ched in a huddled, lonely heap at the end of the pier, in a manner which seem
ere all night again. Wonde
ude of throwlines and poles, John lean
g of perch which floated to and fro with
a sharp, hissing breath from between thick, distorted lips
Brings bad luck to everyone 'cept himself, he does. I tried it one morn
ally as they moved over to
And look at that," as a shining, squirming object rose unwillingly from the water. "I'll
tive glance at the poor, misshapen being, and
ted, as he reache
e as they waited for the first hint as to the morning's luck. Possibly a quarter of an hour elapsed before Silvey's ligh
r that honor was ever a point of spirite
ked John b
"Hard? Goll-e-e-e, yes. Didn't you see him?
to shake ever so slightly an
eried Silv
autiously without taking his
mself and yanked a luckless perch high in the air. As it cam
fish stringer, and the unfortunate minnow, firmly tied by the gills, was lowered slowly i
over and looked down from an angle which only a small boy could maintai
ondescript rods. Beside Bill, a phlegmatic Scandinavian puffed morosely at an empty pipe. Just beyond, a fat negress shifted her bulk from time to time as she baited the hooks on one of her husband's numerous fishing outfits. Farther landward, a mixed throng-nattily clad business men wh
, fast-widening, crescent sliver of the sun appeared on the horizon and painted a long golden
the water and examined the
lated. "I'm going down the pier and se
d and stretched out on the rough boards to look lazily up at the clear sky. It wasn't half bad after all, even if the fish weren't biting. There was something in this getti
graceful, white-hulled gasoline cruiser which chugged its way up from the south. Presently Silvey returned to break
em on?" he asked as
nno
y a coupl
er nails and rebaited, only to find that the sun-parched flesh so
me fresh ones!
ad gone the way of many another that had purchased peppermints at the school store. John surrendered a penny that had been
ied with the desired bait. Silvey stood up and jingled the two
would sell some. Ho
onsidering the amount sufficient for t
o cents?" he sneered. "Naw! Won'
ner, who was with the pa
. What's t
n't got money enough to buy
hich held a miscellaneous assemblage of bait, throwlines, newspa
boy," h
the two coppe
ignant glance at the imperturbable fis
nd dropped anchor. Two of her crew appeared presently in swimming suits and dove overboard for a morning plunge. From her diminutive, weathe
k at the sandwich
sional eye to the fishing poles, munched the uncouth slabs of bread and
don't you wish you had a boat like t
rdays. We'd get up when we liked and fish when we liked, and loaf around all day. If money ran out, we'd find a place where there wasn't any bridge, and ferry people across the river for a nickel or a dime, or whatever they charge down there. May
buy 'em in the first place?
d folks are down there, and how they won't allow a stranger to go hungry, not even if they have to give him their last hunk of cornbread. So if ferrying didn't pay, all we'd have to do woul
e glories of the daydream which John'
long. And when we arrived, they'd put our pictures in the newspapers, with a big lot of print after them, just the way they do when someone comes to town here who's done something. We'd win a lot o
gaze roam dreamily around until it lighted upon an excite
. Come on quick!" Such alluring pos
in the inner line of the circle. A carp of a size sufficient to excite the envy of the neighboring fishermen lay with laboring gills upon the wate
the proud captor. "Says I to myself when he
s chum with the i
sh we could catch
ade the inev
n't you,
mouth, and tied it in a secure double knot that there might be no danger of an escape. As the rebellious captive w
tch him on?" J
ter
s like that bi
ured that suc
e summoned courage for his request. "Give me a hunk, will you?
musement as he opened a deep cigar b
t far out to the very limit of the ten cents' worth of fishing line on his reel and sat, tensely hopefu
xclaimed in di
grew taut and rose more and more from the water as an unseen something made a frightened break for
tened by the weight and res
southerner who had given the minnows sprang forward with a shout of "Pl
his heart in his mouth
ward, then, alarmed by the shoaling water, sped back, close by the pier, for the open l
take in slack," sho
asted the delight of being the cynosure of the eyes of a rapidly increasing crowd. The man with the potatoes had forced his way to the pier's edge and gave advice with an almost proprietary manner. The fat negress' husband, ro
ed Silvey,
e an alligator fish," vo
?" asked the man of that bait proudly.
e a sudden frightened dash for liberty, John d
the southerner. "Land him in
handle, lacked an easy two feet of the water,
inally. "I'll shove under
wire rim of the net, first the staring, goggle eyes, then the slowly labo
uted the s
he light hook tore through the soft-fleshed mouth, and the carp, rebounding from th
ejaculat
narled, and as the throng returned to their own poles, he picked at t
been-a march down the home street with such a captive. How Sid DuPree and the Harris
ain," he suggested,
ed German rose from his seat beside the hunchback, stretched the stiffness from his arms, and unjointed h
ime, ain't i
lake shore, the sun's rays became oppressive with heat. The air had lost the cool, fresh fragrance of early morning, and hinted of soot-producing factories and unsavory slaughter hous
entrance to the park, Silvey looked down and viewe
said shamefacedly. "Thr
into the air and regarded it gl
me the back way,
heir route when a fishing trip had been unsuccessful, fo
breathed John, half to himself, as he reviewed
though!" echoed B
ent walk for the little footpath which led across the corner vac
ng to say to
ers. "Don't know. What y
to planning t
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