What is finer sport, I think, and perhaps not quite so killing to the angler, is tarpon-fishing.

Most of our ambitious tarpon fishers go to Florida, where each fish captured will probably cost you some fifty dollars.

My tarpon ground was at Aransas Pass, on the Gulf Coast of Texas.

There in September the fish seem to congregate preparatory to their migration south.

I have seen them there in bunches of fifty to seventy, swimming about in shallow, clear water, their great dorsal fins sticking out, for all the world like a lot of sharks.