WITH THE WATER WATCHMAN
"Please, Jack," begged Phyllis.
"Girls always talk," replied Jack.
"I will not say a word to you—indeed I will not."
"Well, if you spoil my fishing—" began Jack.
"And I'll pick thimbleberries for our lunch," said Phyllis, eagerly.
So it happened that a small girl in a great sunbonnet followed a small boy with a still larger straw hat and a fishing-pole and line, out of the back gate and down the lane.
True to her promise, Phyllis said nothing, but trudged along behind Jack with wide open, watchful brown eyes.
By and bye the children came to a pond of shining, clear water. How still everything seemed, how brightly the sun shone!
"Now if you talk you'll scare the fish," said Jack, with an air of great importance.