"Oh, I've caught a fish!" suddenly shouted Freddie and he jumped about
so that his mother, with a scream, ran toward him, fearing he would go
overboard.
CHAPTER XV
OVERBOARD
"Look out, Freddie!"
"Be careful there, little fat fireman!"
Thus Mrs. Bobbsey cried to the small twin, and thus Mr. Bobbsey also
warned his son, who had pulled up his pole with a jerk, when he felt a
nibble on the fish-line.
"I'll look out for him!" cried Bert, and he got between his little
brother and the railing of the boat, so there would be no danger of
Freddie's falling overboard. Freddie had no intention of getting into
the water, but he was much excited over his fish.
"I caught it all myself!" he cried. "I caught a fish all by myself,
and nobody helped me. Didn't I, Bert?"
"Yes, Freddie, except that Harry put on the grasshopper bait."
"But where's the fish?" asked Nan, who, as yet, had not seen one.
"Here it is!" cried Freddie, as he ran toward the end of his line
which lay on deck. "I caught a fish, and it's all mine--every bit,"
and he held up a little, wiggling sunfish which, somehow or other, had
been caught on the tiny hook.
"Oh, it's a real, live fish!" squealed Flossie, dropping her doll to
get a better view of this new plaything. "Are we going to have it for
supper, Freddie?"
"No!" cried the little fat fellow, as he tried to hold the fish up by
the swinging line in one hand, and grasp it in the other.
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