Show OF A fr fair cop for years rears and years anil and years no let us start again for weary hours the angler sat watching his float dont it never moved save when a ripple of the river made funds it tremble and raised false hopes to in his heart then with tile the snort of an enraged bull and the feete tread to match th the village constable came to hinl him fishing aint allowed in this pond he snapped beat it I 1 the fisherman turned bored eyes to him and jerked the hook out of the water im not fishing he replied with weary sarcasm in his voice ini im teaching this worm to swim A a ahl snorted the policeman triumphantly then ilien come along with me bathing alot aint allowed to in the pond without costumes and he ha aint got one on I 1 |