THE FROG RENDEZVOUS 



Of these I hail with greatest joy, as any 

 boy should, the " lucky bug." You 

 know the one I mean. He is a third of 

 an inch long, almost as broad, oval, a 

 sort of whaleback monitor without any 

 turret. He is hard shelled and a Bap- 

 tist, judged from the pertinacity with 

 which he sticks to deep water, but a 

 Baptist gone sadly wrong, for he 

 waltzes continually with his fellows. 

 Round and round they go in a mazy 

 whirl that would make you dizzy if at 

 the last gasp they did not reverse. 



All boys who fish know that these 

 bugs carry stores of luck within their 

 hard shells, and for one even to ap- 

 proach your line in his mad waltz is a 

 sign of coming success, and should he 

 actually touch the line and cling, it pre- 

 sages a big fish. But if you would pro- 

 pitiate the gods in most definite fashion 

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