CHAPTER IV 

 SHARKS AS FISHERMEN 



IF you're going to fish in Boca Grande," said 

 the captain, "I want to go with you, or else 

 have a life hoat to go after you in. If you 

 fellers get drowned and I don't, everybody on 

 the coast'll blame me." 



"Don't worry," I replied, "We'll give you an 

 even chance. We are going to fish for the 

 camera after this. Will you paddle the canoe 

 for me or run the Green Pea for the Camera- 

 man?" 



"Let Joe run the motor boat. He can do it 

 as well as I, but he isn't used to a canoe." 



"You want to be in the fishing, but there 

 won't be any long range business about this. 

 The tarpon and the canoe have got to be to- 

 gether, as nearly as possible, and we are sure to 

 be swamped sometimes." 



