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RECREATION. 



cut off his head and his tail. The head, al- 

 though separated from the body, kept open- 

 ing and shutting the jaws by muscular ac- 

 tion. It gave one an uncanny feeling to 

 look at it. Indeed, the whole carcass kept 

 struggling for some time after it had been 

 dissected, as if it longed to seize and tear 

 its human foes. I do not exaggerate when 

 I say the heart, after removal from the 

 body, beat fully 15 minutes by the chro- 

 nometer. 



On the body I noticed a number of small 

 parasitic suckers, remarkable for being al- 

 most identical in shape and form with the 

 shark. They were about 2 inches long, and 



were a species of salt water lice, having 

 something under the lower jaw that looked 

 like a nutmeg grater, enabling them to stick 

 to the great fish's hide. 



Returning to the rail, I was almost sorry 

 to see the pretty pilotfish, striped black and 

 blue, aimlessly swimming about, evidently 

 searching for their defunct friend. Pres- 

 ently they darted off and I saw them no 

 more. 



The shark measured over 10 feet long, 

 and its backbone I treasure as a memento 

 of the fastest race I ever swam in my life, 

 and a fortunate escape from perhaps a fear- 

 ful death or mutilation. 



IT WILL FLY ALL RIGHT. 

 Highly commended in Recreation's 5th Annual Photo Competition. 



AMATEUR THCTO BY DR. J. B. PARDOE. 



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FISHIN' LUCK. 



D. LA B. VAN SCHOONHOVEN, 



Th' fish is allers bitin' bes' 

 On t'other side th' brook; 



Th' other feller's bigges' fish 

 Is one got off my hook. 



Th' wind is blowin' contra'wise, 

 The drinkin' stuff's all gone; 



I ain't no luck today, nohow — 

 Guess I'll be movin' on. 



