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TTie Story 

 of Kopseep 



All excitement, after the manner of feeding 

 fish, Kopseep put his nose into another den 

 and found another lobster, a bigger one, 

 that offered no resistance as he was dragged 

 out and eaten. 



It was all so different from previous experi- 

 ence that the salmon knew not what to make 

 of it. He had often passed lobsters before, 

 crawling slowly along the bottom on the tip- 

 toes of their queer legs, or shooting back- 

 ward like winks and hiding in the mud when 

 frightened by a huge and hungry sea-bass. 

 Their shells were too hard for Kopseep to 

 think of cracking; and besides, each lobster 

 carried two pairs of big ugly jaws in front 

 of him as he yew-yawed along. These jaws 

 were always wide open, — one pair armed with 

 little teeth for catching and holding things, 

 and the other with big teeth for crushing 

 whatever was caught. So Kopseep had wisely 

 let the lobsters alone, and had no idea that 

 they were good to eat. Now, however, the 

 hard shells had all split along the backs, 

 and the lobsters left the shoal water and 

 the fishermen's lobster-pots to seek out deep 



