“Aw, he got off!” said Teddy, in disappointed tones. “Just like the turtle!”
“I’m glad he did,” Janet declared.
“You should have let me pull him in,” went on her brother. “I’d ’a’ got him, sure.”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t,” went on Janet. “I want to catch a real fish. Is my bait gone?”
“Yes, the eel nibbled all the clam off,” Teddy answered. “But I’ll put another piece on for you,” and this he did, very kindly.
When Teddy went back to where he had thrown down his pole to run to try and catch the eel, the Curlytop boy found, to his delight, that he, too, had a bite.
“Oh, I’ve got one! I’ve got one!” he shouted.
And when he pulled up he did, really, have a fish. It was the kind called a lafayette, or sometimes, the spot, the latter name being given the fish because it has a small, round black spot on either side, just back of the head.
“Oh, I wish I could catch one of those,” Janet exclaimed, and a little later she had that luck.
From then on the Curlytops caught several lafayettes, and they had enough for a “mess,” as Norah called their catch. She cleaned and cooked the fish for supper, and very good they were.