XVII 

 BOY LIFE IN THE OPEN 



HERE'S a clam!" 



"Where? I don't see it! Can't 

 I get it?" 



Of course he could get it, for 

 the water in the creek was shal- 

 low and the father remembered 

 his own boyhood too well to deny the little chap's 

 request. So the boat was stopped while the boy, 

 arm bared to the shoulder, reached down to the 

 sandy bottom of the stream and captured his first 

 clam. 



You don't see anything interesting in that? So 

 much the worse for you. It interested the boy, and 

 the boy's interest was quite enough to enlist and 

 hold the interest of the father. If you do not yet 

 know that whatever appeals to the mind of a child 

 is important, however insignificant that thing may 

 be in itself, you have something to learn. 

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