He threw his weight into a jerk enough to have torn the head from a fish, and down the river the Black Bass leaped clear of the water, doubled, and with a mighty shake tried to throw the hook from his mouth.
"Got him fast, by God!" screamed Jimmy in triumph.
Straight toward them rushed the fish.

Jimmy reeled wildly; Dannie gathered in his line by yard lengths, and grasped it with the hand that held the rod.

Near them the Bass leaped again, and sped back down the river.

Jimmy's reel sang, and Dannie's line jerked through his fingers.
Back came the fish.

Again Dannie gathered in line, and Jimmy reeled frantically.