The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1904-11-07

by a miss Of twelve Is the same as
that extended by lad of seventeen.
so neither suffered in the others es-
timation
"What were you trying to do with
that pole?" asked John as they
reached the bridge
Il was trying to stir up those spl-
derry things down there in the water, "
replied Jessie, again grasping the
pole. which had remained erect, fast
in the sticky bottom Of the creek.
~Oh. how / wish could catch one!"
That's easy" said John Burt, as
he climbed into the wagon. wait
until ] hitch this horse and I'll show
you how. Want some anyhow; you
can watch me-"
John Burt speedily returned with
some scraps of meat and a mysteri'
Gus implement which consisted Of a
pole with stout dip net at the end
Of IT, Jessie regarded the prepara'
tions with keen interest The boy
took a piece of string from his pocket
and securely fastened a piece OF tough
raw beef to It; then he lowered the
meat into the water In his left hand
he held the pole. with the meshes OF
the dip net but few inches above the
surface. Jessie watched with bated
breath and wide opened eyes.
Slowly and carefully John raised
the string. At last the meat showed
red in the murky water Of the creek
AS it came to the surface John thrust
the net below Out Of the swirl OF
water it emerged. laden with the meat
and struggling. writhing crab.
Got him." said John, as he lifted
the dripping collection over the side
Of the bridge.
Isn't he uglyl Look at his legsl
One. two, three. four, fiye, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten, eleven-no. ten-I
counted one of them twice. Does he
bite?" Jessie hovered over the net
and stretched her fingers towards the
aoundering crab. The little beady
eyes glittered, the claws clashed help
lessly.
You bet he can bitel You get
near enough and he'll nip you good
and hard, said John as he I'M
snarled the crab from the twine and
meat. Run over to the wagon and
get the basket forgot it,
Delighted to be of assistance in so
famous an undertaking, Jessie ran
swiftly to the wagon and returned
with a large wicker basket. John had
already dropped the bait in the water
and the crab was crawling along the
bridge. Reaching down, he deftly
grabbed the crab and dropped him
into the basket.
For an instant Jessie was speech.
less with wonder and admiration at
such bravery.
Boy, let me catca and you poke,
she ventured in a plaintive note. =
never caught a crab. Won't YOU
please-John Burt?'
why. certainly" said John. I'll
/ show You how
Jessie left the squirming mass o
crabs and sprang TO Johns side.
Reach down as far as you can,
John directed. That's right Wher
you feel something pull or jerk, pull
mp-slowly. though or you'll scare
him. DO you feel anything"
"The line kind Of twitches,' whis
pered Jessie.
Raise ii up slow. Be careful
There's one on. sure, Now jam th'
net under him!"
Jessie made a swing with the net
bnt dipped too low A huge cral
dropped from the meat. struck thu
edge Of the net and aoundered bacl
into the water
4 lost him. What a shame
Wasn't he big?'
GO on; try again" said John good
natnredly
Jessie lowered the meat and waited
/ patiently for a minute. Then sh'
slowly raised the line. With mucl
care she dropped the net below thI
meat and raised it from the water.
ITO be contlnued.)