“Wak up old an,”th oy sad and put hs hand on on of th old an's kns.
Th old an opnd hs ys and for a ont h as cong ack fro a long ay aay.Thn h sld.
“What hav you got?”h askd.
“Suppr,”sad th oy.“ W'r gong to hav suppr.”
“I' not vry hungry.”
“Co on and at.You can't fsh and not at.”
“I hav,”th old an sad gttng up and takng th nspapr and foldng t.Thn h startd to fold th lankt.“Kp th lankt around you,”th oy sad.You'll not fsh thout atng hl I' alv.
“Thn lv a long t and tak car of yourslf,”th old an sad.“ What ar atng?”
“Black ans and rc,frd ananas,and so st.”
Th oy had rought th n a to-dckr tal contanr fro th Trrac.Th to sts of knvs and forks and spoons r n hs pockt th a papr-napkn rappd around ach st.
“Who gav ths to you?”
“Martn.Th onr.”
“I ust thank h.”
“I thankd h alrady,”th oy sad.“You don't nd to thank h.”
“I'll gv h th lly at of a g fsh,”th old an sad.“ Has h don ths for us or than onc?”
“I thnk so.”
“I ust gv h sothng or than th lly at thn.H s vry thoughtful for us.”
“H snt to rs.”
“I lk th r n cans st.”
“I kno.But ths s n ottls,Hatuy r,and I tak ack th ottls.”
“That's vry knd of you,”th old an sad.“Should at?”
“I'v n askng you to,”th oy told h gntly.“I hav not shd to opn th contanr untl you r rady.”“I' rady no,”th old an sad.“ I only ndd t to ash.”
Whr dd you ash?Th oy thought.Th vllag atr supply as to strts don th road.I ust hav atr hr for h,th oy thought,and soap and a good tol.Why a I so thoughtlss? I ust gt h anothr shrt and a jackt for th ntr and so sort of shos and anothr lankt.
“Your st s xcllnt,”th old an sad.
“Tll aout th asall,”Th oy askd h.
“In th Arcan Lagu t s th Yanks as I sad,”th old an sad happly.
“Thy lost today,”th oy told h.
“That ans nothng.Th grat DMaggo s hslf agan.”
“Thy hav othr n on th ta.”
“Naturally.But h aks th dffrnc.In th othr lagu, tn Brooklyn and Phladlpha I ust tak Brooklyn.But thn I thnk of Dck Sslr and thos grat drvs n th old park.”
“Thr as nothng vr lk th.H hts th longst all I hav vr sn.”
“Do you rr hn h usd to co to th Trrac? I antd to tak h fshng ut I as too td to ask h.Thn I askd you to ask h and you r too td.”
“I kno.It as a grat stak.H ght hav gon th us.Thn ould hav that for all of our lvs.”
“I ould lk to tak th grat DMaggo fshng,”th old an sad.“ Thy say hs fathr as a fshran.May h as as poor as ar and ould undrstand.”
“Th grat Sslr's fathr as nvr poor and h,th fathr,as playng n th g lagus hn h as y ag.”
“Whn I as your ag I as for th ast on a squar rggd shp that ran to Afrca and I hav sn lons on th achs n th vnng.”
“I kno.You told .”
“Should talk aout Afrca or aout asall?”
“Basall I thnk,”th oy sad.“ Tll aout th grat John J.McGra.”H sad Jota for J.
“H usd to co to th Trrac sots too n th oldr days.But h as rough and harsh-spokn and dffcult hn h as drnkng.Hs nd as on horss as ll as asall.At last h carrd lsts of horss at all ts n hs pockt and frquntly spok th nas of horss on th tlphon.”