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the party sat in their boats, heard the thud as 
the harpoon was thrown, saw the two men in 
their boat fairly fly toward the ocean, but not 
one knew what to do to -aid those who had 
made the attack. Gen. Cleary and his boat were 
closer to the fish than any other person at the 
time the harpoon was thrown. His boatmen 
started in pursuit, and as their boat was a light 
yawl or “dinghy,” as they call it there, he was 
able to keep in pretty fair distance. The fish 
made its first swerve from a straightaway course 
a few minutes after’it was struck. It made a 
quarter or half circle and when it did it Cleary’s 
boat attached itself to the boat of Kline and 
Farley. Now it had two boats to pull with four 
men. Soon it made another deviation and an¬ 
other boat threw its anchor in the Cleary boat. 
All the other boats, seeing the success of Cleary, 
were rushing as fast as they could to do as he had 
done. The result was that in half an hour the 
beast was towing thirteen boats, in each of 
which were two men. The most of these boats 
were heavy 16ft. boats used for tarpon and sea 
fishing, while some of them were gasolene 
launches. All had been done that could be done 
by the generals in the fight. The policy was to 
finally tire out the monster and then drag him 
ashore. 
It was about half past 10 o’clock when Kline 
threw the harpoon. Eleven o’clock came, and 
he was scurrying around in the gulf with ap¬ 
parent utmost ease. Out to the ocean buoy, 
away beyond the Pass buoy, he took us. Around 
the ocean buoy he went with his string of boats, 
and around it again. Once he went so close to 
it that we thought he would foul or foul us on 
the chain of the beacon, but there was no 
trouble. Then out in the gulf he went until 
the land had almost faded. Back he came again, 
sometimes in a way to show he had lost nothing 
of his vitality and strength, and then again he 
was moving slowly enough to excite the cry 
from boat to boat. “He’s all in.” “He’s giving 
up.” “He can last but a few minutes longer.” 
But words of cheer of this kind died on the lips 
when he would gather up his strength and make 
taut the line of every boat as he fairly flew 
through his element. Twice, when he was 
circling, he took short cuts and went under the 
boats. In each case it was all the world like a 
mad beast surrounded and it had resolved to 
break through. As he made these moves there 
was a scurrying in the boats, an untying of tow 
lines and a breaking away, each boat for itself. But 
as soon as it had passed out of the circle the 
boats were attached again and he proceeded with 
his heavy drag out in the gulf, close to shore, 
back toward the jetties, out in the gulf again, 
pursuing his way as a drunken man, staggering, 
uncertain, indefinite, blindly. 
The fun of the thing began to pall about half 
past twelve. The gulf was fortunately calm, but 
the tropical sun beat down fiercely, there was no 
ice water, men who had been up from daylight 
began to feel an unpleasant feeling in the region 
of the stomach. Then again there was not 
much sport in being dragged around in the 
ocean by a creature which no one but the man 
of the- harpoon and his companion had seen. 
More than this, the fish appeared to be just 
about as strong as when first struck, and there 
was every prospect, unless he could be further 
trammeled or injured, he could drag his flotilla 
for a week or month. I have said there were 
thirteen boats attached to him, but not all were 
attached in the first hour. That needs explana¬ 
tion to the extent of saying that two or three 
came into the procession a little later. Treas¬ 
urer Robbins got into line about an hour after 
the fish was harpooned. Dr. Wooten and Mr. 
Robedeau got in a little later. Mr. Robbins 
gave frequent advice as to how to carry on the 
fight. I did the same thing. It should be said, 
to the credit of the boatmen actually doing the 
work, that they paid not the least attention to 
either of us, thus showing their wisdom and 
avoiding the possible escape of the prize. It 
was suggested by some wise man in the battle— 
it was neither Robbins nor myself—that if we 
could receive reinforcements we might triumph. 
It was suggested by some pessimistic gentle¬ 
men that if we didn’t get reinforcements that 
we would never get the fish. 
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