I also played the part of Neptune in the very extraordinary way I have already indicated.

I used to wade out to where the turtles were, and on catching a big six-hundred-pounder, I would calmly sit astride on his back.
Away would swim the startled creature, mostly a foot or so below the surface.

When he dived deeper I simply sat far back on the shell, and then he was forced to come up.

I steered my queer steeds in a curious way.

When I wanted my turtle to turn to the left, I simply thrust my foot into his right eye, and _vice versa_ for the contrary direction.