Morning journal and courier., 1882-08-26

stopped, turned, poised herself a moment and then plunged toward the school once moro, as a pointer following covey of birds. Right away were into them again, and the same wild excitement followed. It was bet ter than horse race. As fast the lines were in the water the mackerel caught at them. The speed of the boat, the height of the waves, the length of the lines and the gameness of the fish made every pull a strug gle full of fun and uncertainty. Usually all of Us had ,nackerel on at the same time, and it question as to which would land him first We tackled once more and made more rush. Then the school was lost, and we steadied ourselves for repairs. We had eighteen mackerel were perfectly drench ed with spray, our hands were red with tug glng, and, pnnting and excited. each man declared that ten minutes of sport was ever before filled with so much zest and en- joyment.
 The morning filled with just such dashes As soon had scattered one school of nackerel we would sight another swarm of birds and make for them. Wherever the glimmer of wings showed, there the Lucia found her way. And at dinner we found we had 1l2 as fine fish as ever fell to mortal hands.
 Just as VIC had finished dinner Capt. Pick cit discovered, off 8 point toward the light house, an enormousa swarm of birds and predicted that they were lowering above school of bluefsh The Lucia was headed toward them and went wing a wing before the wind It curious sight as we near ed the point. There must have been mil lion guils. They dipped into the water con- stantly, coming up loaded with bits of fish The bluefsh move in great numbers. and cut and slash everything in their way. With one snap of the jaws they bisect fish, and, like the pirates that they are, scuttle and murder for the very fun of it. The birds lowering above pick up the leavings of these wanton foragers.
 You'll have it now,'' said Capt Pickett, as our lines went spinning over the bow. With these words we dashed into the thick of it. and fast and furious fun it was
 Pull th em out quick or they'll pull you iI," shouted Evan Howell, and he was about right.
 The fish flew at the squids fiercely, and when hung pulled even stronger than mack erel As the lines were loosed and thrown over, fish would seize them before they were drawn taut, and start off for the Der mudas. And 1t took muscle to stop them, in that rolling sea, from the flying boat. For ten minutes the shouts and struggles were continuous, and then the bottom of the boat was covered with fish, and four strained and tired men were content to part company with the school as it wheeled to windward. Find ing them near the shore, however, the cap- tain said he would fight them while on short tacks. He whirled into them and we went to work. Then followed the most exciting part of the days work. The waves were very high, and we were in close quarters, but the boat flew in and out like one possessed. The captain, quite as excited were, threw her about as if she were a part of him. At every turn she shipped that drenched and strangled every man in the boat-but the work went on, until the cutting lines had drawn the blood from more than one finger, and Jackson, who had put on pair of kid gloves, had them hanging in shreds. We quit counting after we had reached POS fish, but could have made 1t twice as many