Looking over into the corner, he found an old fishing pole; his stomach was growling as he thought of those trout lying in that dark pool. So, he grabbed the pole and headed for the pool as fast as his legs could go; he threw the lure into the deepest part of the pool. Then wham one of the trout's hit really hard, taking only a minute to land this baby, hoping it would be five pounds. There bending down next to the stream, he cleaned the fish finding the beautiful pink meat he took the fish back to the house and cooked his dinner, seeing where the old-timer used to have a garden growing wild with corn, potatoes, onions, and carrots he went and gathered some to add to his meal.
"What a meal I'll have tonight," he thought.
After the best supper in weeks and lying on the old bed to rest, he thought of what to do next.
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