Outing . ould get that tarpon, risked all thestrength I dared on my line and triedto get the fish within gaffing had succeeded in getting him withintwenty feet of the boat, and seeing himcome in belly up, bleeding greatly fromthe gills, was beginning to flatter my-self I had added one more to my rec-ord. Suddenly, cleaving the water likelightning, with a fierce rush, the sharkmade for him. There was a horriblesplashing—I saw the tarpon lifted clearof the water, while the spot became black-ened with blood. For a moment I wasdazed, not to say scared, by the suddenturn matters had take
Outing . ould get that tarpon, risked all thestrength I dared on my line and triedto get the fish within gaffing had succeeded in getting him withintwenty feet of the boat, and seeing himcome in belly up, bleeding greatly fromthe gills, was beginning to flatter my-self I had added one more to my rec-ord. Suddenly, cleaving the water likelightning, with a fierce rush, the sharkmade for him. There was a horriblesplashing—I saw the tarpon lifted clearof the water, while the spot became black-ened with blood. For a moment I wasdazed, not to say scared, by the suddenturn matters had taken. Joe, too, was kneeling in the bottom ofthe boat, his eyes starting out of his finally said, his voice gradually risinginto a shriek, Well, if I ever saw any-thing like that may I be d d ! Recov-ering myself I wound in my line, feelingnothing but a dead weight attached to I pulled this came to the surface, thewater gurgling round and round throughit. With a shout of laughter Joe screamed. UNDER THE PALMS.
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