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Show New Kind of Sport. He had taken a day off to go fishing, but, alas! his luck had been very bad. and when, on his way home, a fishmonger's fish-monger's shop came into view he was tempted and fell. "I want half a dozen large trout," he told the man. "Yes, certainly, sir," said the other, masking a number one size grin with a correspondingly large hand. "Will you take them with you?" "Yes, please. And I want you to stand over there and throw them at me." "Thow them, sir?" echoed the bewildered bewil-dered shopkeeper. "Exactly! My wife is sure to ask me if I cought them, and I cannot tell a lie." |