SOME FISH AND SOME FISHING 



gested that we land a few more, which we 

 proceeded to do after stowing our fish on 

 board. 



I soon had another strike and hooked the 

 fish. This one proved to be a perfect danc- 

 ing-master, for after showing his beak and 

 shaking his head he made a run of about 

 one hundred feet, then rose up out of the 

 sea and did a song and dance on the end of 

 his tail for fully one hundred yards. We 

 were following him at full speed but he was 

 simply stripping the line from off the reel. 

 Then he disappeared below the surface and 

 "Shorty" said: "You have lost him." The 

 line was slack and I was reeling in as fast 

 as I could when suddenly I saw the spearfish 

 on top of the water, charging down upon us, 

 while following him was the bag of the slack 

 line cutting the spindrift off the tops of the 

 white-crested waves. He was coming at great 

 speed. I yelled: "Port your helm, 

 'Shorty,' " and as the boat turned the fish 

 shot by on the surface close under the stern. 

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