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he thought that he had done quite a thing. 
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August 17 . 
End of the line. Ton. and I went over to the place where the jawfish 
was living — and where we had tried unsuccessfully to catch him a few days 
ago. lie was back again in his old home, looking out at us as trusting as 
could be. We gave him a couple of scraps of minnow and he came out for them 
readily enough. With a heavy heart I pushed the plate glass over his door- 
TOy vmen he was out, and Tom caught him in the hand net before he could 
get away. We took him back to the house and gave him to Dr* Schmitt. I 
felt like a murderer. 
In order to learn whether the fish on the reef were willing to make a 
snatch at cleaners other than the stenopus hispidus I sacrificed one of the 
pedersonis on the altar of science. No fish I have seen ever has made a 
grab at one when he was at home at his cleaning station. Tom held him up 
in the water and let him go. He hadn’t floated downwards a foot before a 
yellowtail rushed up and swallowed him. No more cleaner. This really was 
not a fair test. Fish ivill make a pass at almost anything drifting down 
through the water. Often they will spit it out again if they find it not to 
their liking. I have seen a sinking piece of flotsam tackled by eight or 
ten fish in turn before they decided it wasn’t worth swallowing and finally 
let it drift to the bottom. I suppose a better test would be to put 
one of the shrimps on a coral head or a sponge, or in some other spot 
