Paddling under Palmettos — page 214: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 207 When Archie sprang upon the sand and hurried to his side the shark was in part exhausted by its strug- cles. They took hold of the rope and began to haul their prey ashore by walking away with it. Despite the struggles of the great sea-tiger, it was drawn up to the beach, where a blow from a heavy club provided for that purpose dispatched it. Now it was Archie’s turn. | The captain baited the hook and went out with the line. Hardly had he thrown it overboard than it was seized and bodily carried off. Archie saw the line uncoiling, and had just time to make two casts around the stake when the shark seemed to feel the steel, for the rope flew out with great rapidity. Then there was a shock, but the post had been well planted, and it held firm. Archie had all he wanted to do, however, to hold the monster. It rushed back and forth, making a great wake in the water. “Surely that ain’t a shark. It must be a whale,” thought Archie. | Gomicbooks (E(0)