Beatrix Potter,
The Tale of Mr. Jeremy Fisher
“ Jeremy crossed his legs up shorter, out of reach, and went on eating his sandwich.Once or twice something moved about with a rustle and a splash amongst the rushes at the side of the pond."I trust that is not a rat," said Mr. Jeremy Fisher; "I think I had better get away from here."Mr. Jeremy shoved the boat out again a little way, and dropped in the bait. There was a bite almost directly; the float gave a tremendous bobbit!"A minnow! a minnow! I have him by the nose!" cried Mr. Jeremy Fisher, jerking up his rod. ”

