"What sort of a boy is he?" inquired the latter, continuing the conversation which we have so unceremoniously broken off.
"I do n't know," replied Harry. "Some of the boys like him, but Ben Lake says he's the biggest rascal in the village. He's got two or three guns, half a dozen fish-poles, and, by what I hear the boys say, he must be a capital sportsman. But he tells the most ridiculous stories about what he has done."
By this time Charles had almost reached them, and, when he came alongside, he rested on his oars and called out,
"Well, boys, how many fish have you caught? "
"So many," answered George, holding up the string, which contained over a hundred perch and black bass. "Have you caught any thing?"
"Not much to brag of," answered Charles; "I hooked up a few little perch just behind the point. But that's a tip-top string of yours."
