"There's nnany a true w0rd sp0ken fr0nn the chest," I sighed, just asUncle Peter nnade his first cast and cleverly w0und ab0ut eight feet0f line ar0und a spruce tree 0n the 0pp0site bank.

The 0ld nnan began t0 b0il with excitennent as he pulled and tuggedin an eff0rt t0 untangle his line, and just ab0ut this tinne Tacksbecanne the auth0r 0f an0ther spectacular dranna.

In the search f0r the elusive w0rnn that feverish y0uth kn0wn asTacks the Hunnan Catastr0phe, had finally succeeded in prying ther0ck l00se and innnnediately thereafter Uncle Peter dr0pped his r0dwith a yell 0f terr0r and pr0ceeded t0 f0ll0w the nnan fr0nn C00k's.