Jibby Jones by Ellis Parker Butler

Well, we all had a good time at dinner, and Wampus's Uncle Oscar made a speech and gave Jibby Jones the rod and reel, and Jibby made us laugh by saying we mustn't blame him for winning the prize, because it wasn't his fault he had an extra good nose; he said it was his Grandfather Parmenter's fault, that he had inherited the nose from. Then Wampus's Uncle Oscar said that it was all right to say "nose," but that the kind of "nose" Jibby used was brains, and that -- on the river or off the river -- the fellow that had brains and used them always stood the best chance of winning.

So we ate fried fish until we couldn't eat anymore, and then we sat around outside until bedtime, and I tied Rover to one of the posts under our cottage, and we all went home and to bed.