The Osceola times., 1876-07-01
How the Girls Fish.

There . 'e generally about six of them
in the ,ch, with light dresses on, and
they have three poles with as many hooks
and lines among them.
As soon as they get to the river, they
look for good place TO get down on the
RATS, and the most venturesomc one
sticks her boot heels in the bank and
makes two careful step-downs; then she
suddenly finds herself at the bottom
with both hands in the water and feel
ing that everybody in this wide world
is looking at her, and she never tells any
body how she got there. The other girls,
profiting by her example, turn around
and 90 down the bank on their hands
and toes, backwards.
Then they scamper over the RATS until
they find a shallow place where they can
see the fish, and shout:
ooh see one"
"Where %
"There."
"Oh my, so he is"
Let's catch him."
"Who's got them bats ?"
You lazy thing, you're sitting on my
pole"
Show me the wretch that stole my
worm"
All these exclamations are gotten off
in a tone that awakens echo within a
mile round, and sends every fish within
three acres into galloping Mysteries.
Then the girls by superhuman exertions
manage TO get worm on the hook, and
"throw i'm with a splash like the launch
ing of a washtub, and await the result.
When a silverfin comes along and nibbles
the bait they pull up with jerk, that,
had an unfortunate fish weighing less
than fifteen pounds been on the hook,
would have landed it in the neighbor-
hood of three or four miles in the country.
After awhile feeble minded sunfsh con
trives to get fastened on the hook of a
timid woman, and she gives vent to her
tongue:
"Oh something's got my hook"
"Pull up, you little idiot !" shout five
excited voices as poles and hooks are
dropped and they rush to the rescue.
The girl with the bite gives a spasmodic
jerk, which sends the unfortunate sunny
into the air 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 hair.
"Och I! murder. take it away. Ugh!
the nasty thingw
Then they hold up their skirts and
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
as though she had an evil-disposed goat
at the other end. They talk over it.
" Howsswill he ever get OFF,
"Aint it pretty?'
" Wonder if it amt dry ?"
Poor little thing; let's put it back
"How will we get the hook from it?"
"Pick it up" says a girl who backs
rapidly out of the circle.
"Gsod gracious, I'm afraid of it.
There, its opening its mouth at me"
Just then the sunny wriggles off the
hook and 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 all get cross,
and scold at the fish like 50 many mag
pies. II an unwary club dares show
himself in the water they poke at him
with poles, much to his disgust. Finally
they get mad all over and throw their pols
away, hunt up the lunch basket, climb
up into toe woods, where they 81, around
on the nss and caterpillars, and eat
enough 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 delaine
friends by telling what "just a splendid
time" they had.
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