lined pool.

Just at this time there was no one near this pool, for most of the
visitors in the aquarium were watching the seals, as Mrs. Brown and Aunt
Lu were doing. The seals, of whom there were three or four, seemed to be
having a game of tag. They swam about very swiftly, and leaped half out
of the water, splashing it all about, and even on the persons standing
about the pool. But the men, women and children only laughed, and
crowded up closer to look at the playing seals.

"I want to see them," said Sue, pointing to where the crowd stood,
laughing.

"Wait until I catch a fish," pleaded Bunny. "I'll soon have a fish, or a
turtle or an alligator, Sue."

"I don't want any alligators," said the little girl. "They bite, and so
does a turtle."

"All right. I won't catch them," promised Bunny. "I'll just catch a
fish. Then we'll go to look at the seals."

"All right," agreed Sue. She went with her little brother over to the
other pool. They were the only ones there, because everyone else was so
anxious to look at the seals.

"Now watch me catch a fish," Bunny said. To the bent pin hook, on the
end of the string, he tied a piece of rag. He had brought all these
things with him, hoping he might get a chance to fish in the aquarium.

"What's that rag?" Sue wanted to know.

"That's my bait," Bunny answered. "You can't dig any worms in the city,
'cause there's all sidewalk. So I use this rag for bait."

"I don't like worms, anyhow," said Sue. "They is so--so squiggily. Rags
is nicer for bait. But will the fish eat rags, Bunny?"

"I guess so."

The pool that Bunny had picked out to fish in was in two parts. There
was a wire screen across the middle, and on one side were the alligators
and turtles--some large and some small, while on the other side of the
wire were fish. It was these fish--or one of them at least--that Bunny
Brown was going to try to catch.

Into the water he cast his bent pin hook, with the fluttering rag for
bait. No one saw him, everyone else being at the seal-pool. Sue watched
her brother eagerly. She wanted him to hurry, and catch a fish, so they
could go over where their mother and Aunt Lu were.

But the fish in the pool did not seem to care for Bunny's rag bait.
Perhaps they knew it was only a piece of cloth, and not a nice worm, or
piece of meat, such as they would like to eat. Anyhow, they just swam
past it in the water.

"Hurry up, Bunny, and catch a fish!" begged Sue. "I want to go