Fisherman Plunk was sick and tired of his miserable life. He lived alone by the desolate sea -shore, and every day he caught fish with a bone hook, because they didn’t know about nets in those parts at that time. And how much fish can you catch with a hook, anyhow? What a dog’s life it is, to be sure!” cried Plunk to himself. What I catch in the morning I eat up at night, and there’s no joy for me in thi...
