The Silver King 



again called out: u Cap, gaff that big sting- The stingaree 

 aree!" 



" Not much," he answered. 



" Yes," I continued, " I really want him; 

 put him in my boat." 



" You don't mean it. Why, he'll kill 

 you." 



" I'll risk it," I said; " haul him over in 

 my boat." 



" I'm afraid of him. His sting is six 

 inches long! " 



I prevailed on him finally, and after 

 much careful management they hove it into 

 my boat. "Look out for his sting!" 

 cried Faulkner. " It's sure death! " 



"'Fore God! Marse Doctor," said the A Scared 

 negro, "I wouldn't stay in de boat wid dat J 

 debbil stingaree for a hundred acres in de 

 promise' land ! " 



But I covered the sting, the dreaded 

 weapon, with a piece of sailcloth and 

 planted a foot on each side of it. The 

 men then put their fare of marketable fish 

 on the top of my specimens, which kept them 

 in place, and then emptied the trap of the 

 135 



