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"Course I wouldn't fish with no riggin' like that, when Dannie only
has one old hook. Whin we fish for the Bass, I won't use but one
hook either. All the same, I'm going to have some of those fancy
baits. I'm going to get Jim Skeels at the drug store to order thim
for me. I know just how you do," said Jimmy flourishing the rod.
"You put on your bait and quite a heavy sinker, and you wind it up
to the ind of your rod, and thin you stand up in your boat----"
"Stand up in your boat!"
"I wish you'd let me finish!--or on the bank, and you take this
little whipper-snapper, and you touch the spot on the reel that
relases the thrid, and you give the rod a little toss, aisy as
throwin' away chips, and off maybe fifty feet your bait hits the water,
`spat!' and `snap!' goes Mr. Bass, and `stick!' goes the hook. See?"
"What I see is that if you want to fish that way in the Wabash,
you'll have to wait until the dredge goes through and they make a
canal out of it; for be the time you'd throwed fifty feet, and your
fish had run another fifty, there'd be just one hundred snags, and
logs, and stumps between you; one for every foot of the way. It
must look pretty on deep water, where it can be done right, but I
bet anything that if you go to fooling with that on our river,
Dannie gets the Bass."
"Not much, Dannie don't `gets the Bass,'" said Jimmy confidently.
"Just you come out here and let me show you how this works. Now you
see, I put me sinker on the ind of the thrid, no hook of course,
for practice, and I touch this little spring here, and give me
little rod a whip and away goes me bait, slick as grase.
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