foraging legions of the sea. With every haul, we 

 found our net filled with fishes, many of them 

 strange and of great interest, some of unusual 

 beauty. Sea-robins, curious finned creatures which 

 crawl as well as swim; the equally curious pipe- 

 fish, cousin of the sea-horse; killifishes and floun- 

 ders we caught in hordes. These shore fishes had 

 crept along the rising water's edge to prey upon 

 the little amphipod crustaceans which during low 

 tide remain secreted under shells and stones. 



But not all fishes which swam afoul of our seine 

 were peculiar to the shore. Twice we had to tussle 

 with a young swordfish over two feet in length 

 which, after once entangling itself in the meshes, 

 returned soon after, a second time, to take its toll 

 of the numbers we were driving before our net. A 

 sand shark, nearly as long, was another of these 

 hungry prowlers who, under the cover of darkness, 

 make their raids upon the weaker population of 

 the shore. This creature, upon finding itself cor- 

 alled and gradually veered toward the land, virtu- 

 ally lost its head as well as its voracious appetite; 

 it became seized with a sudden panic and raced 

 around frantically, trying to find some avenue of 

 escape. Whereupon we set up a great show of 



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