"What happened to him?" he asked me.
"He just fell over," I said.
Jake looked at him. "It's a heart attack. I'd know it anywhere. I'll run for Doc."
He took off up the street for Doc Mason while other people came hurrying out of the places along the street.
There was Ben from the cheese factory and Mike from the pool hall and a couple of farmers who were in the general store.
I got out of there and went on home and Ma was pleased with the fish.
"They'll taste real good," she said, looking at them. "How did you come to catch that many, Jim?"
"They were biting good," I said.
"Well, you hurry up and clean them. We'll have to eat some right away and I'll take some over to Preacher Martin's and I'll rub salt in the others and put them in the cellar where it's good and cool. They'll keep for several days."
Just then, Mrs. Lawson ran across the street and told Ma about Banker Patton.