front, tapering to a needle point* Ho was all but transparent, the only 
color being a red-brown lateral lino with several series of cross bars 
spaced along it* 
We took him at once to the shooting area, placed an auxiliary pen on 
the grass and gave it a sand bottom, put on the side glasses, and placed 
the fish in the pen* He v/as completely lost and cut of control of the 
situation, and spent his time head-down, wriggling up and doTO one of the 
glass sides of the pen* Unfortunately he insisted on staying on the shadow 
side of the enclosure and we could not budge him back to the sunny side* 
Finally I moved over and photographed him against the light with flash* 
Once in his slitherings about he slid out of one of the small gaps in the 
pen and was in the open water, but Tom opened the big main door and shooed 
him back inside before any of the local reef fish got wise* He was not a 
good subject* From time to time he coughed up small pieces of white material* 
I don’t think he was feeling too well* 
After making several stills we set up the long-nosed movie ca^mera and 
I ran some footage on his swimming movements* We put in the cucumber wo had 
brought along, hoping that he would go into it, but there was so much surge 
that the cucumber rolled about the bottom with every passing wave* The 
little fish appeared to be completely lost* He passed over the cucumber 
once or twice, but made no move to try to enter it* Then suddenly he slid 
along the glass, the current caught him just right to vmft him through a 
crack, a passing yellovrtail made a quick lunge, and the little fish had 
