Randy of the River; Or, The Adventures of a Young Deckhand

feet wide and ten to fifteen feet deep. It was lined on one side with sharp rocks and on the other by thick trees and bushes. At the foot of some of th

ad they landed below the spot, tied fast to a tree root between the stones, and then crawled o

hance to make the initial cast. Scarcely had Jack's hook touched the water

ried Randy, excited

ck. But his fears were groundless, for a few seconds later the c

way to do it

ou had cast in first," answe

so tried it again, and both boys began to fish in earnest. Soon Randy

re even,"

and Jack had an equal number. Then Jack's luck fell away

ng, you are a better fish

swered Randy. "Try it this way," and

as a trifle better, but sti

they could find some blackberries, and leaving their fish in a hole among the rocks, where there was

a handful with a relish. "Randy, we

will

uld make the nice

is anything I love it is a

we might take some

is too late. W

at silver watch w

ady! I thought it might be fou

boat first and then r

rocks to where Jack's craft had been left. As they came out from among the

Bangs again!"

ack. "Have you be

ig boy, and continued

luck?" wen

wer, and then Bob Bangs'

remendous hurr

us to see what he had

lieve he knows as much about fishing

scrambled up the rocks to secure their two strings of fish. He soon reached the sha

e looked the fish over. Then he counte

ree of the largest fish from each string were gone. He looked

ing you?" shouted J

re!" called

hing

es

out Jack, as he scrambled up the rocks and r

n the neighborhood of the pool, thinking the fish might have g

t this,

t is

, with two

id you f

ht beside

as been here and

what I

key ring and then he utt

me initials

are

well-they are so worn.

me

find over and Ra

out," said Ra

Bangs!" s

ld he have been mean enough to co

nly looks

after him a

can make him explain ho

back to the rowboat and soon each was seated at an oar

" observed Jack. "And he must have s

f his own," concluded Randy. "Well, if he has my fish h

o reach the town. As they moved past one dock after another the

fraid of being fol

ted to the craft, which was tied up near an o

who rented out boats for a living, came from the old boathouse. "Hu

went ashore," ans

have a

ring-some prett

w m

n or

way did

mson S

y to his house," cr

do with our fis

take care

ngs, eh?" said the lame boat

route Bob Bangs would take to get home and came in sight of the b

!" called

uch chagrined to see the others so close at

?" he demanded, a

hat we want," returned

has got your fis

ade a snatch at the string. The big boy

t g

won

sha

t won't do you any good to hang on.

ou know they a

em from the pool in

id n

u d

n't pro

, we

ow

iumphantly, and exhibite