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Farmer Brown's Boy
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trees, the flowers, the humming insects and at last the opposite bank, which was steep and smooth.

"Looks as if something had been sliding down there," he muttered. "Wonder what it could have been. Funny the trout don't bite. I hate to give up, but guess I'll have to. I'll go down to the next pool and try my luck there."

So he trudged down to the next pool and a pair of sharp eyes watched him go. They were the eyes of Sammy Jay, and Sammy was chuckling under his breath. You see, he knew why Farmer Brown's boy had caught no fish. The pool which he had just left was the very pool in the bank of which Little Joe Otter and Mrs.