Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1891-03-12
ATTACKED BY A SHARK,
Thrilling Adventure OF Diver with . Nan Eat.
Ing Monster OF Honolulu.

Thrilling Adventure OF Diver with . Nan Eat.
ing Monster OF Honolulu.
Tho water front had something be.
sides the storm to talk about yester-
day. A diver. who gave his name as
Jim Hartley. cruised about AL Whites |
oil the morning helping to get steam |
schooners off the bar and rewarding |
Che loungers who placed them there
by telling OF Il wonderful encounter no |
had with tiger shark month ago,
says the San Francisco Examiner.
Hartley said he was deserter from
an English ship, and had learned div
ing in the old country. When his
funds gave out at Honolulu the first
job that presented itself was an ex-
ploration Of tho sunken wreck of
hardware-laden vessel on the outer
edge of the reef. They rugged up
the only diving apparatus in the
island said Hartley, land l tackled
it. They gave me little sloop to
work from. and found a reliable
fellow for helper. The only weapon
had was a big knife, made out
Of the blade OF sheep-shears. | guess
anyhow, it looked as though it was.
made two descents. The first one
landed me among lot of sharp rocks
and rough coral lodges that l didn't
like to move around among much for
fear of cutting my air hose, which was
old and not over strong. l soon went
up, and on the next good tide made
another descent. and this time l
hit the bark just right. found
a hole in her port bow big enough
to poke house through, and
was starting to 60 around to the other
side when felt jerk at both air hose
and signal line, accompanied by q
swirl of the quiet, clear water and a
sudden cloud that told the story. I
knew that some big fish had fouled my
connections, but l was not prepared
for what saw when turned my VIM
dows upward. A couple OF fathoms
over my head was the biggest shark
ever saw, and a mau-eater il ever there
was ore. What did do? l dropped
fiat on my back mighty quick. l knew
that he would settle down on me in
about minute and that my chances
of winning in a stand-up fight would
be slim. l had two main fears, one
that he would break my hose and an
other that the fellows in the boat would
see him and commence hauling me up.
II they did it was a sure shot that Mr..
Shark would take my rubber suit for
the skin of q Kanaka and bite me in
two while l was in mid-water and
had no fighting leverage for my
feet I was lucky; the man in
the sloop never pulled a pound. In
q minute, that seemed an hour, the
shark commenced to settle. He hauled
off u few feet backward and then came
slowly forward again good deal
lower down. but still not low enough
to reach nae. OF course had my knife
all ready long before this. He started
to back off again, and the next trip,
thinks ]. would fetch him right at me
mouth on. did not want to NEE,
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to move l gave him the knife with
both hands right in the stomach. lie
went like shot when the old shears
blade stung him, and sting him it did.
for drove it good and hard. with Il
pulling slash that ripped him open for
q good two feet. The whirl OF his
forked tail knocked me fat again and
kicked up so much sand that I couldn't
see an inch. I gave the line viciou.
tug as soon as l could find it. ani
away I went for daylight passet
another one on the way up, but HI
was baby compared with the fellow
down below, which was every inch o
. twelve feet long. as I'm living man
They got me into the boat and pulled
ny helmet of, and as soon as got q
drink I felt better was all OF .
tremble for q good hour afterward
, and u pint OF perspiration ran out o
! my boots and jacket when pulled
: them oil. l didn't want any more Q
; it. I made report to tho owner
t that convinced them there wa
> no use trying to wreck the old hulk
collected my money and worked m.