96 The Wild-Fowlers 



"Adam," whispered the father, an 

 hour later and still at the tiller, " be all 

 the genelmen asleep ? " 



" Yes, dad, all of urn," the boy softly 

 replied. 



' Then we '11 turn in, too, fer here 9 s 

 where we put th' hook over.'* 



** Sometimes I go a-fishing and shooting, and even 

 then I carry a note book that, if I lose game, I may at 

 least bring home some of my pleasant thoughts." 



PLINY. 



