One day Bob and Paul and Roy saw some big boys standing on the wharf.
They were catching crabs. First they baited their lines and then threw
them into the water. When the crabs "bit" they drew them in. It looked
very exciting. The three little boys wanted to try.
So they found strings and the big boys gave them some bait. Bob and Roy
had good luck. But Paul was so excited he couldn't pull his line in
quickly enough to catch a crab. At last he thought, "If I wade into the
water I'll be near the crabs. Then it won't be so hard to pull them in."
So down he climbed and into the water he waded. Soon Bob and Roy heard
him call, "Oh, Oh, Oh, come quick!"
"What is it?" called Bob. "Have you caught a big crab?"
"Oh, no," said Paul. He was half laughing and half crying, and all the
time he was shaking his foot as hard as he could. "Oh, no, I haven't
caught a crab. A--crab--has--caught me!" And sure enough, a big fat crab
had nipped Paul's toe and was holding it fast.
Bob climbed down and pulled it off. Paul went home and tied up his sore
toe. Then he came back and sat on the wharf and watched the others.
Somehow, he didn't feel like catching crabs.
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