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up aM eit hunched on the bottom, jaiylng no more attention to the sponge. 
The Job vas too great, and he vould rather be eaten by a passing fish than 
to continue the battle — ar^ face the prospect of being forced out from 
under his sponge a^in the moment he had settled down. I didn't blaae him 
very much. Wi«n we had finished with the pictures, we placed the little 
crabs carefully back in their sponge hats and settled them once more in 
their screen box. Must wait a film report before we can set theta free. 
As far as I could tell the camera was operating properly althou^ 
it appeared to be making a good deal of racket. The cost of repairing the 
machine, by the way, was well over fifty dollars (in fact, it was over 
sixty, with a' phone call to Loe Angeles to find out what had happened to 
it), aiMl of that amount, four dollars was the repair charge. Must he sc*me 
sort of moral to this, but so far I am not quite store what it is. 
August 6 . Thiorsday. Back for close -up shots of the burrowing shrimp today 
to find out that somebody bad carefully and thorougpbily wrecked our small 
shooting enclosure. The glass sides were broken to bits and the screen 
top was slashed open — apparently with a knife of sc®e sort. The pen 
had nothing inside of it except a hole in the bottom occupied by the Bhrlmp 
so it was not a mtter of loot. Perhaps there is someone around who simply 
likes to break glass. 
¥e fotind that the metal framing had not been damaged, so we cleared 
away the debris, mndeS the screen top, replaced the glass, and were 
hack again in business. AM all the while I was thinking how much easier 
it is to understand fish than it is to understand people. 
