Why it's turned right out of pure steel, same as if it were wood.
Look for yoursilf."
"Thanks, no! I'm afraid to touch it," said Mary.
"Oh, you are sore too!" laughed Jimmy. "With all that money in it,
I should think you could see why I wouldn't want it broke."
"You've sat there and whipped it around for an hour. Would it break it
for me or Dannie to do the same thing? If it had been his, you'd have
had a worm on it and been down to the river trying it for him by now."
"Worm!" scoffed Jimmy. "A worm! That's a good one! Idjit! You don't
fish with worms with a jinted rod."
"Well what do you fish with? Humming birds?"
"No. You fish with--" Jimmy stopped and eyed Mary dubiously. "You
fish with a lot of things," he continued. "Some of thim come in
little books and they look like moths, and some like snake-faders,
and some of them are buck-tail and bits of tin, painted to look
shiny. Once there was a man in town who had a minnie made of rubber
and all painted up just like life. There were hooks on its head,
and on its back, and its belly, and its tail, so's that if a fish
snapped at it anywhere it got hooked."
"I should say so!" exclaimed Mary. "It's no fair way to fish, to use
more than one hook. You might just as well take a net and wade in
and seine out the fish as to take a lot of hooks and rake thim out."
"Well, who's going to take a lot of hooks and rake thim out?"
"I didn't say anybody was. I was just saying it wouldn't be fair to
the fish if they did.
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