7i DEVIL FISHING. 



the fisli were gone all their sporting grounds 

 were visited, but in vain ; and we came reluctantly 

 to the conclusion, that these were not of that 

 description of game which increased the faster 

 for being destroyed a paradox seriously main- 

 tained by more than one sportsman who could 

 be named. 



After a week's pause, we tried them again ; but 

 very few were seen, and they uncommonly shy. 

 One was taken from Mr. Heyward's boat, being 

 harpooned by Mr. Cuthbert ; and, on the day fol- 

 lowing, another, seemingly the sole survivor of the 

 Held, was captured by myself. This closes, thus 

 far, the adventures of the season. "Whether they 

 have been alarmed by the touch of the harpoon, 

 or the loss of their companions, and are prompted 

 by their instinct to avoid the grounds on which 

 they have suffered persecution or whether, during 

 the prevailing unexampled drought, they have 

 ascended the rivers in search of subsistence are 

 questions which we have no data satisfactorily to 

 answer. 



The chase of the devil-fish may now be said to 

 be an established diversion of the planters in the 

 vicinity of Port Royal Sound. They make Bay 



