

THE ROADS LEADING OUT TO THE EVERGLADES 
ARE PICTURESQUELY BEAUTIFUL 
FORMLY EXCELLENT FOR MOTORING. 
RIVER OR A LAKE ALONG- 
BE CAST AND FISH 
NEARLY ALWAYS A 
SIDE WHERE A LINE CAN 
APLENTY CAUGHT 
[t might not have been actual fear, 
but was born of fear. And so few 
hours before I had reprimanded Sonny- 
boy for his frank apprehension where 
night and the ’Glade country was con- 
cerned! And now I was guilty of the 
very thing I had suspected in him! It 
seemed close to retribution. 7 
“What ... what is it?” Sonnyboy 
whispered to me, drawing close, his 
hand on my arm, “someone has found 
our camp. Someone has built a fire!” 
I nodded, but cautioned him to be 
quiet. Slowly we approached the clump 
of wild orange trees on the outskirts of 
the Seminole ground, and at last were 
able to look into the clearing. The logs 
of our former fire and remnants of that 
earlier civilization, which had placed 
them in position, had been kindled to 
life once more and a_ sturdy flame 
sharpened its fangs against the dark- 
ness. Beside this fire, his angular, 
rather graceful figure partially silhou-~ 
etted, stood a Seminole brave, in all his 
colorful regalia of plaid skirt and or- 
nate shirt, head carrying a _ battered 
straw hat of the Miami type, yet seem- 
ing not at all funny nor ridiculous, be- 
cause of the inherent dignity of his 
breed. 
HAND he was munching some bread 
which had unquestionably been pil- 
fered from our supplies. As we 
watched, he thrust a bare foot close 
to the fire, and gave one of the 
logs a forward shove. 
I could feel Sonnybody’s | | 
fingers tightening on my arm. 
There was no cause for fear. 
I walked deliberately into the 
opening, and Sonnybody fol- 
lowed me. ‘. 
The brave looked up as casu- ' 
ally as if he had been expect- 
ing us at that very moment. 
But he said nothing—just ~ 
looked at us with bland, ex- c. 
pressionless eyes—and con- fe 

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AND UNI- 
THERE IS 
THE OAKS, MYRTLES AND COCOANUT TREES 
TAPESTRIED WITH GREY MOSS. 
NOW, ROADS SUCH AS THIS, PIERCING GREAT HAM- 
MOCKS WILL LEAD ACROSS TO THE GULF SIDE. 
WHERE IN THE LAND ARE MORE PICTURESQUE SUR- 
ARE 
IN A FEW YEARS, 
NO- 
ROUNDINGS TO BE FOUND 
tinued munching the hunk of dry bread. 
“Hello,” I saluted, doing my best to 
match his absolute imperturbability. 
“How’re you?” 
Me Tommy Tiger,’ answered our 
unbidden guest. ‘E-yof-kee-hum- 
pee-taw.” 
I was not aware of it then, but this 
was Seminole for “supper before dark,” 
























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IT IS THE AMBITION 
DEMANDS A_ FIGHT- 
ING FISHERMAN TO 
CATCH THIS FIGHT- 
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a most natural remark under the cir- 
cumstances. 
Eee name sounded strangely famil- 
iar. It is a common one, in kindred 
forms, in Florida. There was not the 
slightest suggestion of aggressiveness 
in the Indian’s manner. He was no 
more than magnificently at ease, which 
is entirely customary. It is part of 
Seminole consciousness and psychology, 
that a Great God made nothing on earth 
for any one man’s exclusive use. The 
taking of the food was therefore not 
theft. It was a perfectly natural thing 
to do, if he happened to be hungry— 
and he was. 
Quietly he sat on 
the ground in the 
circle of firelight. 
OF EVERY FLORIDA I took Sonnybody’s 
FISHERMAN TO LAND hand and guided him 
A TARPON SUCH AS touthebd d 1 
eegce-BUT THE Amar) ope coer) COR POEs 
TEUR HAS BIg. and cross-pieces of 
TROUBLES, FOR IT what remained of 
the camp bed nearest 
the logs. We deposit- 
ed our luggage, such 
as it was, and then 
took seats opposite 
Tommy Tiger, on a 
friendly length of tree trunk. 
“Come from Miami?” I inquired. 
He shook his head. 
“Me come by Lossman’s River... 
long time come.” A shrug of the 
shoulders. And now that I ex- 
amined him carefully, under 
ING FISH 
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A LITTLE SHADOWY INLET, 
CUTTING THROUGH ONE OF THE 
LARGER HAMMOCKS, AND WELL 
STOCKED WITH FISH—INCLUD- 
ING THAT BARBARIC PIRATE— 
THE GAR 
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the ruddy glare of the fire, I 
could see that he was muck- 
