A ZIGZAG TRIP AND A ZOO 



for a craft of its tonnage, it was the first to slip 

 over the bank and glide slowly, with its three big 

 fins in line above the surface, among the schools 

 of little fish. Sometimes, with saw waving from 

 side to side, it darted into a group which scat- 

 tered quickly, yet left some of its members with 

 bodies slashed half in two. 



Tarpon spread over the flats till a score of their 

 bayonet fins could be seen at once as they coursed 

 their prey. Dolphins often fished in families of 

 three and the Camera-man followed them by the 

 hour with leveled weapon, hoping to be within 

 range at the critical instant when Papa Dolphin 

 sent a shower of mullet into the air that Baby 

 Dolphin might catch one as it fell. 



The true weapon for the shoal water of 

 Barnes's Sound is the harpoon for which there 

 was food on every side of us, but the bite of a 

 shark, leap of a dolphin, or stroke of a sawfish 

 might at any moment destroy the canoe which 

 was so essential a part of our outfit. We de- 

 voted a day to pure pleasure and, leaving 

 camera, rod, and harpoon on the Irene, paddled 

 through the channels and over the flats that 

 spread out before us. We followed a family of 



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