fish."

"Show me the place, and I'll find the fish," said the anticipating
angler.

On they trudged.

"Must we go through the town?" asked his companion, as he marched with
his long rod in one hand and his can in the other.

"Yes, sir, it ain't far;" and he walked on at a quicker pace, while all
the crowd of rustics gazed at t e extraordinary appearance of the armed
Waltonian, for it happened to be market-day. After parading him in this
fashion nearly through the town, he presently twitched him by his
coat-sleeve.

"Look there, sir!" cried he, pointing to a well-stocked fishmonger's.

"Beautiful!--what a quantity!" exclaimed the venerable piscator.

"I thought you'd like it, sir--that's the place for fish, sir,--good
morning."

"Eh! what--you young dog?"

"That's where father gets all his, I assure you, sir,--good morning,"
said the youth, and making a mock reverence, bounded off as fast as his
legs could carry him.