Picking the apples kept Uncle Daniel and his men busy for a number of
days. Harry had to help, for everyone on a farm has to work, and Bert
always lent his cousin a hand. But there were times when they were
allowed a play-spell. Sometimes Tom Mason, another country boy, would
come over, and, when the work was done, the three boys would go off to
have good times together.
One or two days it rained, and then nothing could be done out of doors
in the way of farm work. During one of the rainy days Bert and Harry
went fishing.
"We'll be sure to get plenty of bites to-day," Harry said, as they
started off with their poles and lines, well protected from the
weather by rubber boots and coats.
"I hope we catch a lot of fish," said Bert.
But they caught only two little sun-fish, which Harry threw back into
the creek, as they were too small to keep.
"I guess we'll have to wait for a sunny day," sighed Harry, as they
started home. "I thought rain was good fishing-weather, but it doesn't
seem to be."
"Never mind, we had a good time, anyhow." Bert answered.
When the two boys reached the farmhouse, they found Flossie, Freddie,
Nan and Mabel Herold sitting in the dining-room, all talking at once,
it seemed.
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