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the affair; then they baled their boat out, 

 and went on with their work. 



We poor disgruntled fellows rowed around 

 among the other boats, finishing up the first 

 part of the spree with roars of laughter. Of 

 course, after the danger was over, the whole 

 affair appeared so funny that we all had to 

 shout and halloa or burst. 



Our freed albacore paraded himself all over 

 the harbour, jumping dozens of times, with the 

 line still attached to him, all through that day. 

 In the course of an hour, by seeing these big 

 fellows rushing about us in the bay, the 

 sporting temperature rose again, and we 

 decided to try our other line on another 

 fellow. The fishermen hesitated to supply 

 us with bait, fearing a repetition of the same 

 peril, if we got fast into another. After a 

 little coaxing, we got what we wanted, and 

 started off shore, occasionally throwing a 

 herring as we went. When we thought our- 

 selves out of danger limit, we stopped, got 

 the gear into shape for immediate action, if 

 necessary, not knowing then if there were 

 any fish near. 



This was soon decided when I stood up and 



