Anchoring, we threw the bait over, and in a short time I pulled in a rock cod of nearly 7 lbs.weight.My boatman coolly threw the still hooked fish overboard again, telling me it would be excellent bait for the big ones we were after.

Well, I did not get the larger fish; but the sight on looking overboard into the depths was so astonishing as to be an ample reward for any other disappointment.

On the surface was a dense shoal of small mullet or other fish; below them, six or eight feet, another shoal of an entirely different kind; below these another shoal of another kind, and so on as far down as the eye could penetrate.

It was a most marvellous sight indeed, and showed what a teeming life these waters maintain.

It seemed that a large fish had only to lie still with its huge mouth open, and close it every now and then when he felt hungry, to get a dinner or a luncheon fit for any fishy alderman.