The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1901-01-27
HUNTING THE TIGER.

Copyright 1901 by W; C. J. Reid
Manila, Dec. 1, 1950-In consideration
of several squares OF red flannel ana
some particularly .gaudy trlnkeIsi hdlo
a. ne politely termed us. 10 a shark
hunt katO is something OF a ktus
himself; that is he IS cnief , 81 a sea
He is d devoted follower of the sport
OF shark hunting, which Is ABOUT a.
lively a form of the chase as a heaItcy
minded man need aspire to. Naturally,
RANGED 10 snow them the royal sport.
Neither the captain nor myself knew
anything about Filipino shark huntng
We thought we were being invited 10
80 Out tsIlllls- w ~, 80 after
The hunt was set ICr tne IdS a. 'Si
eur arrival Promptly at daybreak q
great hullabalOO on the snale oeacH
signalized the preparation OF me uoaLSl
and after a hasty breakfast We WEIe
of. Our destination was snldll pi5Lle'
shut in by curviug Overhang OF CORA
growth which acted as a DTedkWateEf
and afforded quiet harDor TOT Iie
sharks. our fleet consisted Ok halt a
dozen twenty-fOOt canoes with immense
the head canoe with kato. As we spec
most certain to find some big SHARKS
living in the quiet water. Garbage ndd
been strCwD there the day before, 70
attract them There was one par Jlcuiat
~ lively 15-fCOter, said hato, tnat ne
~ . ~ footerIf7 exclaimed the cap
tain. 4.Why he must be a -nan-eater-
Which, being translated 10 hdto'
ELECTED the response Is uldli l Se-Ssi,
Ate two of my men last 'iHle- canoe
broke up
Unpleasant - s..oughts entered my
mind i pOked tentatively at the side
OF the canoe and was instantly sorry
that / did it. 1t gave, TO the touch, ike
Good Lord said the captain, I'D d
rather hunt my sharks from the shore
But it was too late TO draw back
now. Already our canoe was entering
the narrow channel between the coral
cliffs and the rest OF the Meet WdS Adlt
ing out in single ME behind US kdtp
warned US in low tones against iOud
speech or unguarded movement. At a
sian from him a well built native OF
middle age. with a long cloak over MN,
stepped upon the IoreWard oFerhdhs
and peered ahead Of us.
That's the lookout / suppose whis-
pered the captain
Similar posts were set on the otkar
canoes The boats were hardly NOV
ing now 50 cautious were the strokes
of the paddiers, but We We're gradG-
ally getting into shalloWer water 1t
was dark. but siugularly clear and lin
MD. the water of this lagoon. Our
lookout stood like a statue, shaking his
head from time time as kaJo "nls-
pered a question 70 MN. mere "aa
an order and the paddles stopped NOV
ing entirely. We were drifting on. a
rounded by the coral reefs. Presently
there came from one of the craft TO
The right of us a sharp clucking sound
ing to "a spot in the water q little IN
front and between us end mmSell-
stretching my neck l PSsIeG s= ,,,,y
into the water. and presently mace vtI
what looked "ike a dull blOtch. sway
ing just above the bottom az "a ut3llh
OF perhaps ten or nTteen rect It was
a shark asleep after gOrglnS himself
with the Offal scattered Ior him. In
ina uncertain vdgueness of the water
witch naturally maEnined objects in
an alarming manner ne seemed on
enormous size. and as MS huge stray
0r+ay-eg of teenth. lay exposed nay
thoughts reverted sickenlnSly 10 the
1railness Of the canoe; ~ a slshei
from kato- whose Deduy eyes EiedIligo
with savage excitement ana Jh- pas
sion of the chase, the OIhtr canoes r.
tired. in OrGer tnaI we HllsuL nave 5llt
honor OF killing the first shark But
how were we going TO DO the hlllil5
-I,i,e question came up in the captains
mind too. and ne ueIlidilueu al II" io''
Where's the hook and Ene2 Where's
the hary0on2 What are we going TO
catch him Witnt
T1ato erirned when the query was trans
lated and pointed to our lookout The
man slipped OF his Ions coat ana stood
before us stark naked, model of 1.-the
TrusruIarfty. STOPPING, he attached tp
one ankle 81 heavy weight over one
shoulder he had coiled moose az tne END
Of a long rope Between MS tttth ne
lspld e short broad bladed. keen KRIS. To
me 10 seemed like scene from nlg4l}
improbable plav. That the man with ms
depths OF an alien element and there
attack its hercest monster. vas too much
for .credcuce- But the captain was more
practical minded.
Hold on there ne said and he had
forgotten to- whisper. What's that man
T5lis question needed no translation.
KatO griuued and pointed down at the
shark.
Not while I'm here" declared the cap
tain ITS murder. He'd have more
chance against tiger. ] won stand it.
lie started Co get Up and the canoe gave
q sickeuiuE IurCh. He sat down hastily.
Stiu grinniug the entire innocence OF why
the white king was making fuss, the
chief made a signal, and the diver was
gone. So skilfully did he slip into the
water that there was no disturbance Of
the surface other than little whirlpool
where he went down and "a slight ripple
from she moose rope as he paid II out
while sinking The end Of the rOpe was
held by two Of the paddle men No soon
CT had the diver reached the bottom than
he sci out toward the shark. His every
movement was distinctly visible AS
calmly and uucODcernedly as III he were
sauntering along his own suniit beach
the man moved on, occasionally STOPPING
TO diseugage the weight on his ankle from
some projection OF the coral formation.
In the boat EatO was explaining IN
whispers that sharks sleep heavily after
eating. and this one probably Wouldn
c0UcI1fdoC- seemed highly prGnahla