Wheeling Gull Isle a turkey in a turtle's shell

It seemed that, even with his effort, the man struggled. Mojag wished he could do something more to help him! But after a lapse in the conversation there came many words, as if this man knew how to fish and what to look for, and soon there was a lesson to be gathered.

Mojag listened intently. He was thrilled that this man willingly shared such details! He would try to recite these things to himself so that he would not forget, at least by thinking them over and over, and become a better hunter of fish.

You know so much! Mojag said. He was elated.

Fish sound like very difficult prey, admitted the boy next. I will try to be patient. I will wait and become like stone, and when I have caught you many fat things to eat, I will bring them! His tail was wagging, and he was practically hopping from paw to paw with excitement, which was proof enough it would be a very long time before Mojag had the skills to sit and be quiet for the fish.