The Weston Democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1875-current, 1876-07-10
TOL x. WESTON, W. VA. MONDAY, JULY 10, 1876
THE GIRLS A.FISHING.
What Nice splendid Times They Have, 10
be Sure.

What Nice splendid Timrs They Have, 10
be sure.
There's generally about six Of them in
the bunch, with rs many dresses on, md
they have three poles, with rs many
hooks and lines among them. AS soon
as they got to the river they look for
place to get down, and the mostventure-
some one sticks her boot heel in thebank
aud mikes two careful steps; then she
suddenly finds herself at tho bottom
with both hands iu the water, and a
feeling that everybody in the wide world
is looking Mt her, and she never tells
any one how she got there. The other
girls, proiting by her example, turn
round and go down the bank on their
hands and toes, backward.
Then they scamper over the rafts
until they find n shallow place where
they eau SEQ the fish, aud shout:
"Oh l SEQ one"
Where'"
"Therc."
"Oh! my, so he is"
"Let's catch him.
"Who's got tho bait?'
"You lazy thing, you're sitting on
my pole"
"Show mo tie wretch that stole my
worm."
All the exclamations are gotten of in
tone that scnds every fish within three
acres square into galloping Mysteries.
Then the girls, by suporhuman c1er-
tions, manage to get worm on the
hook, aud "throw in with splash
like tho launching Of a washtub, and
await the result. When a silver fin
comes along and uibbles the bait they
pull up with jerk that, had m unfor-
tunate fish Weighing less than fifteen
pounds been on the hook, would have
landed it in the neighborhood Of threeor
four miles ont in the country. After
while feeble minded sunfish contrives
to get fastened on tho hook Of timid
woman, and she giyes vent to her
tongue:
"Oh something's got my hook"
"Pull up, you little idiot |" shout five
excited voices, rs their poles and hooks
are dropped and they rush to the rescue.
The girl with the bite gives spasmodic
Jerk, which sends the unfortunate sunny
into tho mir the full length OF forty feet
OF line, and he comes down on the near.
est curly head with damp flop that sets
the girl to clawing as though there were
bumblebees in her hairl"
"Oh take it away. Ugh, the nasty
thing"
Then they hold mp their skirts aud
gather about that fish as it skips over
the logs, one all the time holding the
line in both hands, with her foot on the
pole rs though she had an evil disposed
goat at the other end. They talk over
it.
"How ever will he got Off"
"Ain't it prettyl
tWonder il it amt dryi"
"Poor little thing; let's put it back.
GLOW will we get the hook from it :"
"Pick it up,' says girl. who backs
rapidly out OF the circle.
"Gool gracious, I'm afraid Of it.
There, it's Npening its mouth OF mo.
Just then the sunny wriggles of the
hook md disappears between two logs
into the water, and the girls try for an
other bite.
But the sun comes down and fries the
backs Of their necks, and they get three
headaches in the party, and they all get
cross and scold at the fish like 80 many
magpies. II m unwary club dares
show himself in the water they poke at
him with their poles, much to his dis.
gust. Finally they get mad oil over and
throw their poles away, hunt up the
lunch basket, climb up into the woods.
where they sit around on the grass and
caterpillars, and eat enough Of dried
beef and rusk and hard boiled eggs to
give wood horse the nightmare; after
which they compare notes about their
beaux until sundown, when they go
home and plant envy in the hearts Of
all their muslin de lame friends by
telling what "iust splendid time"
they Ind.