SOME FISH AND SOME FISHING 



of the surface. He then pirouetted once or 

 twice on the end of his tail and jumped 

 again. After jumping sixteen times in 

 twenty minutes he sounded and fought more 

 like a true swordfish than a marlin. He was 

 a tough customer to handle and it took me 

 eighty minutes to land him. 



I looked at my watch as he was gaffed 

 and found it was just three hours and a 

 half from the time of the strike of the first 

 fish! 



"Shorty" remarked: "Some fishing, eh? 

 Let's corral another." 



I insisted on having lunch first, which we 

 devoured while the launch with her six hun- 

 dred pounds of fish on deck tried hard to 

 roll over. 



A heavy sea was running. It had been 

 all I could do while playing the last fish to 

 keep from going overboard. Had it not been 

 for my patent rod rest which held my rod 

 steady and gave me something to hold on 

 to, I should have been in the sea and like 



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