"You can't catch fish if
you don't have a sinker to take the hook down to the bottom of the
water. Fish only bite near the bottom. I must have a sinker."
"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Sue. "Fishing is a lot of work; isn't it, Bunny?"
"It's fun," said the little boy. "I like it, but I have to have a
sinker."
"I could give you a button from my dress," Sue said. "One's almost off,
and I could pull it the rest of the way. Only I haven't another pin to
fasten me up with. This is an old dress, anyhow. That's what makes it
have one button gone and another almost off," she explained.
"Never mind. Don't pull off the button, Sue," Bunny said. "I guess it
wouldn't be heavy enough to sink. Maybe I can find a regular sinker. Oh,
yes, here's one!" he cried, as he picked up from the bottom of the boat
a piece of lead. It had been dropped there when Mr. Brown, or perhaps
Bunker Blue, had used the boat for fishing a few days before.
"This will be just the thing!" cried Bunny, as he fastened it to his
line. "Now I can fish real," and he tossed the bent pin over the side of
the drifting boat into the water.
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