To rest myself and vary the sport I would leave the tarpon and tackle the red-fish, an equally game and fighting fish, but much smaller, scaling about 15 to 20 lbs.

There was a shoal of them visible, or at least a bunch of about 100, swimming right on the edge of the big breaking surf.

Like the tarpon they thus keep close company on account of the sharks (supposition).

It was dangerous and difficult to get the boat near enough to them; but when you did succeed there was invariably a rush for your bait and a game fight to follow.

They are splendid chaps.