Ahh yes, the River Runt, that was my go to bait back around 1970 (I was 13 then) when we lived in Michigan and had some bass ponds within walking distance of my house. I might still have one in my old tackle box, I'll have to dig it out and check. I think I have a Lucky 13 or two that belonged to my grandpa. My grandpa and dad used to make a road trip every year to Table Rock back in the early 60's. The way they talked about it, it sounded like it was as close to a fishing paradise as any you could find on this earth. Lots of crappie and big, stupid bass.