UNDER SEA WITH HELMET AND CAMERA 



"Where do you see them, Horse?" 



"I see dem nights when I walk, dey follow." 



"Can you stop them from following?" 



"Yessuh, boss, ef yo' takes a bottle of whiskey and drop some on de 

 road dey not cross it." 



Richard had to dig this valuable information out of Horse— he did not 

 like to talk about it. Much against his will, Horse opened the windows 

 and Richard slept soundly, but when he awoke in the morning, the win- 

 dows were closed. Horse got a scolding; he was humble but stubborn. 

 Later in the day. Horse said, "Boss, kin yo' git me a mesuh?" 



"What is that. Horse?" 



"A mesuh, boss, what has de numbuhs on it." 



"Oh, you mean a foot-rule." 



"Yessuh, boss." 



"What do you want that for?" 



"It got de numbuh ten on it." 



"What do you want the number ten for?" 



"Boss, it like dis, de sperrits can't cross de numbuh ten an' I put it on 

 yo' window, den yo' keep yo' window open." 



"I'm tired of this. Horse. Tonight you shut your windows and door. 

 The spirits can't come in your room, but you keep out of my room." 



"Yessuh, boss." 



When Richard got up in the morning, he saw a piece of paper part 

 way under his pillow. It had the number ten on it. Investigating further, 

 he found two under the sheet— one near the head, the other near the foot 

 of the bed. He then understood why he had not been molested during 

 the night. 



I had a fishing party at Bimini. We engaged two guides with row-boats 

 to take us Bone fishing. Mine was a native Bahaman but he had lived for 



