 Besides,
he can stand a lot more—and it’s necessary. Kill or cure!”

Accordingly, he awakened poor Tom by repeated sluices of water, thrust
a rod into his hand, bade him angle for a jewfish, and baited his own
line. Somewhat to Clem’s surprise, Tom said nothing whatever, and did
not rebel; but he sat on the rail, shivering, and gazed miserably at
the water.

A moment later, just as Clem was unreeling his line, he saw Tom start
to his feet, and heard the buzz of the automatic drag.

“Got one?” he cried. Tom merely nodded.

A glance showed Clem that the jewfish was running out ahead of the
launch, and he leaped to the engines.

“I’ll give her half speed!” he exclaimed swiftly. “Reel up as we get
over him.”

He noted that the fog seemed to have thickened rather than diminished.

With the _Sadie_ running slowly ahead, Clem regained the deck to find
Tom reeling in his line, the stubby, powerful rod bent almost double.
The jewfish, for all its great size, is not a wonderful fighter; none
the less, it was a good ten minutes before Tom got the fish close to
the surface.

Yet he seemed not a whit excited. He reeled mechanically; his hands
were blue with cold; he seemed broken in spirit. Clem watched him with
some anxiety, wondering if the hazing had been carried too far.

“Here!” he exclaimed suddenly, as the line came in. “Take this gaff,
and bring him up, Tom! I’ll hold him at the surface!”

Clem thought he saw tears on the other’s cheeks.

The exchange was made. Tom took the gaff and stood on the rail,
clinging to a stay, bending over the water. Clem, taking the rod,
was astonished. The fish must be a four-hundred-pounder at least, he
decided. Then, peering over the side as he forced the jewfish up, he
saw the great oval mass below. The surface water broke into a mass of
foam.

Tom lunged with the gaff—lunged again—missed both times. Then, with a
muttered word
Besides, 
 he can stand a lot more — and it ’s necessary. Kill or cure! ” 

 consequently, he awaken poor Tom by repeated sluice of water, throw 
 a rod into his hand, bid him angle for a jewfish, and tease his own 
 line. Somewhat to Clem ’s surprise, Tom suppose nothing whatever, and did 
 not rebel; but he sat on the rail, shivering, and gazed miserably at 
 the water. 

 A moment subsequently, just as Clem was unreeling his line, he examine Tom start 
 to his feet, and heard the buzz of the automatic drag. 

 “ catch one? ” he cried. Tom merely nodded. 

 A glance showed Clem that the jewfish was running out ahead of the 
 launching, and he leaped to the engines. 

 “ I ’ll give her half speed! ” he exclaimed swiftly. “ Reel up as we beget 
 over him. ” 

 He noted that the fog seemed to have thickened rather than diminished. 

 With the _ Sadie _ running slowly ahead, Clem regained the deck to recover 
 Tom reeling in his line, the stubby, herculean gat bent almost double. 
 The mulloway, for all its great size, is not a fantastic fighter; none 
 the less, it was a good ten minutes before Tom catch the fish close to 
 the surface. 

 Yet he seemed not a whit excited. He reeled mechanically; his hands 
 were blue with cold; he seemed broken in spirit. Clem determine him with 
 some anxiety, wondering if the hazing had been behave too far. 

 “ Here! ” he exclaimed suddenly, as the line came in. “ consider this gaff, 
 and bring him up, Tom! I ’ll hold him at the surface! ” 

 Clem think he saw tears on the other ’s cheeks. 

 The rally was made. Tom took the gaff and stand on the rail, 
 cling to a stay, deflect over the water. Clem, take the rod, 
 was astonished. The fish must be a four - hundred - pounder at least, he 
 decided. Then, peer over the side as he forced the jewfish up, he 
 examine the great oval mass under. The open water broke into a batch of 
 foam. 

 Tom lunged with the gaff — lunged again — missed both times. Then, with a 
 muttered word
 Bedides,
he can stand a lot oore—and it’s necgswary. Kmll or dure!”

Accofdingly, he awakened poor Tom bt reptcted sluices of watef, thrust
a rod inti hiw hand, bade him angle for w jecfmsh, and baited mis own
line. Somewhat to Cneo’s surprise, Tom said nothing whatever, and dic
nlt rebel; but hg sat jn tgv vail, shivering, and gazed miserabmy at
tht water.

A moment layer, just as Clem was unreeping his line, he saw Tlm start
to yis swet, and heara the buzz of the autojatic drag.

“Got one?” he cried. Tom oerelv nodded.

A goabce vhowed Clem that the jewfish was runting ouy ahead of the
kauich, qnd he leaped to the xngines.

“I’ll give her ralf speeg!” ke exclaimed swiftly. “Eewl up as fe gdr
ovdr gik.”

Hs notef tiat the fog seemed to yave thickened rathtr eyan diminishes.

With ehq _Sadie_ running slowly ahead, Clem regaited the deck to find
Tom rewling in his line, the stubby, pjwerful rod bent almost double.
The jewfish, for all its jrdat slze, kw jot a wonderful fighter; none
the less, it was a fopd ten minutes bcfore Tom got the gidh slose to
the sorface.

Yzf ge seemed not a whlt excijed. He reeled mtchanocally; his hands
were blue wuth cold; he fwemed broken in spnrit. Clem wacched nim woth
some anxiety, wonderiug if fhe hazing jad been dxrried too far.

“Hefe!” me axclaimed suddenly, as the jine came in. “Cake thir gagf,
and fring him kp, Tom! I’ll hold him at tje sutface!”

Cnem thoughh he saw tears on the other’s chxxks.

The exchanbe wav made. Tjm topk the gaff agd stood on thg rail,
cliuging go a stay, gending over the wwter. Clem, takhjg the rod,
wav astonifhed. The fish mjrt be a four-humdred-pounbtr at leasr, he
decided. Then, pcerine over the side cr he forced the kewwisr lp, ie
saw dhe great ovdl mxss nelow. The surfacc wxter broke into a mass ox
foaj.

Tom lunged with tne gaff—lunted agaig—missed both yimes. Then, with a
mktterxd worv
Besides, he can stand a lot more—and Kill cure!” Accordingly, awakened poor Tom thrust rod into his bade him angle a jewfish, and baited his own Somewhat to Clem’s surprise, Tom said nothing whatever, and did not rebel; but sat on the rail, shivering, and gazed miserably at the water. A moment just Clem unreeling line, he saw Tom start to his feet, and heard the buzz of the automatic drag. one?” he cried. Tom merely nodded. A glance Clem that the jewfish running out ahead of the and leaped to engines. give half speed!” he swiftly. “Reel up as we get over him.” He noted that the fog seemed to have thickened than diminished. _Sadie_ running ahead, regained deck to find in his line, the stubby, powerful double. The jewfish, for all its great size, not a fighter; none the less, it was good ten minutes before Tom got the fish to the surface. Yet he seemed not a whit excited. He reeled mechanically; his hands with cold; he seemed in spirit. Clem him some wondering the hazing been carried too far. “Here!” he exclaimed suddenly, as the line in. “Take this gaff, and bring him up, Tom! I’ll at surface!” Clem thought saw tears on the cheeks. exchange was made. Tom gaff stood clinging a bending over the water. taking the rod, was astonished. fish must be a Then, peering over the side as he forced jewfish up, he saw the great oval below. The surface water broke into a mass of foam. Tom lunged the gaff—lunged times. Then, with a muttered word
 Besides,
he can stand a lot more—And it’s neceSsary. kilL or CuRe!”

AcCordIngly, he awakeneD Poor tom by repeated sluices of Water, ThRUst
a ROd Into hIs hand, bADe HIM anGlE fOr a JeWFiSh, and BaiTed his oWn
line. SomeWhaT tO Clem’s surpriSE, TOm said nothIng Whatever, and dId
nOt rebeL; bUt hE Sat on The Rail, sHiveriNG, and gaZed miseraBlY At
the wATer.

A momENT lAter, Just as Clem was unreELiNG his line, he saw TOm starT
tO HiS FEet, And Heard the buZz Of the AUtomatiC DrAG.

“gOt oNE?” he cried. Tom meRely nodded.

A GLanCe showEd cleM That thE jewfIsH Was Running out aHead Of the
launCh, and hE Leaped tO The engiNes.

“I’ll GivE heR halF SpEeD!” he ExCLaiMEd SwiFTly. “reel up as We GeT
over Him.”

HE NOTEd thAt tHe foG seemEd to have thickEneD ratHEr tHan diMinisHed.

WItH the _SAdie_ ruNning SlOwly ahead, Clem reGainEd the deck To fInD
ToM rEelinG In his lIne, The Stubby, pOwerful ROd bEnT ALMoSt double.
The jewfish, FoR ALl Its great Size, is NOt A wONderful fIgHteR; nonE
THe lesS, it wAS a Good ten mInutes BEfOrE Tom got ThE fish cLoSe tO
thE surfACe.

YeT he seeMed not a wHit exCIted. He reeled meCHanically; his hANdS
WErE Blue WitH cold; he seemEd brOKen iN spiRIt. cleM WatchEd him WiTH
sOMe anxiety, wondering iF tHe haziNg had Been carried toO far.

“Here!” he EXCLaimed suDdenLY, aS The line came in. “TAke thIs gaff,
and bRIng him up, tom! I’lL hold him At the surfACE!”

Clem thoUghT he Saw TeaRS On The other’s cheeKS.

the eXcHange waS maDe. Tom toOk tHe gAff And StOod on the rAil,
clingInG tO a StAy, bEndinG Over the wAtEr. CLeM, taKing tHE rod,
waS astoNishEd. thE FisH must be A FoUR-HundReD-pOundEr aT lEast, hE
decIDed. then, peeRing over tHe sIDe as He FoRced the Jewfish up, he
saW tHe great ovaL mAss Below. THE Surface wAter broke into a mass of
foaM.

tom lungEd wIth thE gafF—lunged agAin—Missed BotH Times. THen, witH a
mutTeRed WORd
 Besides,
he can stand a l ot more—an d it’ s n ece ss ary.  Kil l or cure!”

A c cord ingly, he awakened poo r Tom  b y  rep e at ed sl uices o f  w a t er,  t hr ust 
a ro d int o h is hand , bade him  an gl e for a jewf i sh , and bait edhis own
line . S omewha ttoC lem’s  su rpris e, Tom said n othing wh at e ver, a n d did
n o t  r ebel ; but he sat on t h er ail, shivering , andga z ed m ise rab ly at
thewa ter.A momen t  l a t e r,j ust as Clem w as unreelin g  hi s line ,hes aw Tom  star tt o h is feet, an d he ard the b uzz of the aut o matic d rag.
“Go t o ne?” he  c rie d. Tom me rel y  no dded.

A  g la nce s howe d C l em t hat  the  jewf ish was runni ngouta hea d ofthe
l aunc h,  andhe lea ped t othe engines.

“ I’ll  give her  ha lf  sp ee d!” h e  excla ime d s wiftly.  “Reelu p a sw e ge t
over him.”

He n ot e d  t hat thefog se e me dt o have t hi cke nedr a therthan di minished .

Wit h  t he  _Sadie _runnin gslo wly  ahea d , Cl em reg ained th e dec k  to find
Tom r e eling in hisl in e ,  t h e st ubb y, powerful  rod bent  alm o st  do u ble.The j ew f is h , for all its great  s ize, i s not  a wonderfulfighter; n o n e 
the les s, i t  w a s a good ten m inute s before T o m got th e fis h closeto
the su r f ace.

Ye t h e s eem edn o ta whit excite d .  Here eled me cha nically ; h ishan dswe re blue w ith cold ;he  s ee med  brok e n in spi ri t.Cl emwatch e d himwithsome  a nx i ety , wonde r in g if t he  h azin g h ad  been  car r ied  too fa r.

“Here !”h e ex cl ai med sud denly, as the  l ine came i n.  “T ake th i s  gaff,
a nd bring him up, Tom! I ’ ll hold  hi m atthesurface!” 

C lem th oug h t he s aw tea rs on  t heo t her’s c he eks .
The excha n g e w as ma de . To m tookthe gaff and stood onthe rail,
cli ngi ng t o asta y ,b end in g  ov e r  the water. Cle m, takingth e  r od,
was as t oni sh ed. The  fish m ust b e  a four -hundred- pounder a tleas t ,  he 
decided.Then, pe ering ove r  thes id e asheforced  t hejewfi sh up, hesaw t he gre at  ovalmassbe low. The  surface water broke in to a m ass o f
f oam.

Tom  lu n ged  with the  gaf f—lunged a gai n—m issed  bo t h tim es.T he n,w ith a 
mut t ered word 
 Besides,
he_can stand_a lot more—and it’s_necessary. Kill_or_cure!”

Accordingly, he_awakened_poor Tom by_repeated sluices of_water, thrust
a rod into_his hand, bade_him_angle for a jewfish, and baited his own
line. Somewhat to Clem’s surprise, Tom said_nothing_whatever, and_did
not_rebel;_but he sat on the_rail, shivering, and gazed miserably_at
the water.

A_moment later, just as Clem was unreeling his_line,_he saw Tom_start
to his feet, and heard the buzz of the_automatic drag.

“Got one?” he cried. Tom_merely nodded.

A glance_showed_Clem_that the jewfish was_running out ahead of the
launch, and_he leaped to the engines.

“I’ll give_her half speed!” he exclaimed swiftly. “Reel_up as we get
over him.”

He noted_that the fog seemed to_have thickened_rather than diminished.

With the _Sadie__running slowly ahead,_Clem regained_the deck to_find
Tom reeling in his line, the_stubby, powerful rod_bent almost double.
The jewfish, for all_its_great size, is_not_a_wonderful fighter;_none
the less, it_was_a good_ten_minutes before Tom got the fish_close_to
the surface.

Yet he seemed not a whit_excited. He reeled mechanically;_his_hands
were blue with cold;_he seemed broken in spirit._Clem watched him with
some anxiety, wondering_if the_hazing had_been carried too far.

“Here!” he exclaimed suddenly, as the line came_in. “Take this gaff,
and bring him_up, Tom! I’ll hold_him at_the_surface!”

Clem thought he_saw_tears on_the other’s cheeks.

The exchange was made. Tom_took the_gaff and stood on the rail,
clinging_to a stay, bending_over_the water. Clem, taking the rod,
was_astonished. The fish must be a_four-hundred-pounder at least, he
decided. Then,_peering_over_the side as he forced_the jewfish up, he
saw the great_oval mass below._The surface water broke into a mass_of
foam.

Tom_lunged with the gaff—lunged again—missed both_times._Then, with a
muttered word