"You've got him!" cried Randy, excitedly. "Good for you!"
"If I don't lose him before I get him on the rocks!" answered Jack. But his fears were groundless, for a few seconds later the catch lay at his feet—a fish weighing at least a pound and a half.
"That's the way to do it," said Randy.
"You might have had him—if you had cast in first," answered his companion, modestly.
"I'll try my luck now," and Randy cast in without delay. Then Jack also tried it again, and both boys began to fish in earnest. Soon Randy got a bite and brought in a fish weighing as much as the first catch.
"Now we are even," said Jack.
In an hour Randy had four good-sized fish to his credit and Jack had an equal number. Then Jack's luck fell away and Randy got three more while his companion got nothing.
"There is no use of talking, you are a better fisherman than I," said Jack.
"I think you drop down too deep," answered Randy. "Try it this way," and he showed his friend what he meant.
After that Jack's success was a trifle better, but still Randy kept ahead of him.