no 



RECREATION. 



Later I gathered that he had hooked a fish, 

 just after they had landed, and had lost his 

 hooks, snood and all. They both- supposed 

 there were plenty of spare hooks in the bas- 

 ket, but were unable to find any; so, being 

 carried away with piscatorial ardor, Pete 

 stripped and in some way, best known to 

 himself, got into the water from that high 

 rock, gained the shore and came to me for 

 more hooks. He appeared rather mussed 

 up, as he sat with the water dripping from 

 his body and his hair plastered down with 



the wet. His stomach looked like a 

 weather map of New England after a bliz- 

 zard. From what I could learn I inferred 

 that the barnacles cut him. It certainly 

 looked that way to an outsider. He asked 

 me if I thought the gashes would heal. I 

 said "Yes" ; but he seemed to think he was 

 marked for life. We weighed anchor and 

 went over for Luther and for Pete's 

 clothes, and when the basket was handed 

 down we discovered the missing hooks un- 

 derneath it. No remarks were made. 



AMATEUR PHOTO BY H T, WHITMORE. 



THREE OF A KIND. 

 Made with Korona Camera. 



AMATEUR PHOTO BY H, T WHITMORt 



A STUDY IN BLACK AND WHITE. 

 Made with Korona Camera. 



