164 WHALING AND BEAR-HUNTING 



reading, so as I cannot, from a casual habit of accuracy, 

 invent thrilling incidents, let us to tunny. Tunny are not 

 half bad fun when you have one on, but the waiting out on the 

 blue rollers in a blaze of sun twenty miles from shore is try- 

 ing, but when one comes on and your coils of line are whizzing 

 out into the blue at a fearful rate, there is quite a lively 

 time, almost anxious for you have to be careful not to get 

 caught by hands or feet in the coils of the line, which is 

 pretty thick, just the thickness of this rather thick fountain 

 pen with which we continue these notes. 



