ILLUSTRATIONS
| The Great Colored Rollers of the Pacific | [Frontispiece] | |
| Tarpon Throwing Hook | Facing p. | [2] |
| Leaping Tarpon | “ | [3] |
| Savalo, or Silver King | “ | [4] |
| These Wild Fowl Have the Wonderful Beauty andSpeed of Falcons | “ | [5] |
| Rabihorcado | “ | [12] |
| The Boobies Had No Fear of Man, but Both Youngand Old Would Pick with Their Sharp Bills | “ | [13] |
| Young Boobies | “ | [14] |
| Suggestive of a Wild, Wind-swept Island of the Sea | “ | [15] |
| Nests Everywhere in the Sand and Moss | “ | [16] |
| These Huge Black Rabihorcados Were the LargestSpecies of Frigate or Man-of-war Bird | “ | [17] |
| Rabihorcado Rising from Their Eggs | “ | [20] |
| Boobies of Isla de la Muerte in the Caribbean Sea | “ | [21] |
| A Swordfish Leaping off the Bold Black Shore ofClemente | “ | [28] |
| On the Rampage | “ | [29] |
| Swordfish on the Surface | “ | [32] |
| Holding Hard | “ | [33] |
| A Clean Greyhound Leap | “ | [36] |
| 316-pound Swordfish | “ | [37] |
| The Wild oats Slope of Clemente | “ | [44] |
| Where the Deep-blue Swell Booms Against the LavaWall of Clemente Island | “ | [45] |
| Four Marlin Swordfish in One Day | “ | [68] |
| A Big Sailfish Breaking Water | “ | [69] |
| Four Sailfish in One Day on Light Tackle | “ | [76] |
| Sailfish Threshing on the Surface | “ | [77] |
| Memorable of Long Key | “ | [84] |
| Leaping Sailfish | “ | [85] |
| Solitude on the Sea | “ | [92] |
| Sunset by the Sea | “ | [93] |
| Twin Tigers of the Sea—the Savage Barracuda | “ | [98] |
| Happy Pastime of Bonefishing | “ | [99] |
| The Gamest Fish That Swims | “ | [110] |
| A Waahoo | “ | [111] |
| At Long Key, the Lonely Coral Shore Where the SunShines White All Day and the Stars Shine WhiteAll Night | “ | [144] |
| The Famous Stunt of a Marlin Swordfish, “Walkingon His Tail” | “ | [145] |
| Surging in a Half-circle | “ | [148] |
| Broadbill Swordfish on the Surface—the MostThrilling Sight to a Sea Angler | “ | [149] |
| Shining in the Sunlight | “ | [156] |
| Throwing White Water Like the Explosion of aTorpedo | “ | [157] |
| A Long, Slim Sailfish Wiggling in the Air | “ | [160] |
| Fighting a Broadbill Swordfish | “ | [161] |
| The Only Photograph Ever Taken of Leaping BroadbillSwordfish | “ | [180] |
| Xiphias Gladius, the Broadsworded Gladiator of theSea | “ | [181] |
| A Straightaway Greyhound Leap, Marvelous for ItsSpeed and Wildness | “ | [188] |
| Like a Leaping Specter | “ | [189] |
| Walking on His Tail | “ | [192] |
| A Magnificent Flashing Leap. This Perfect PictureConsidered by Author to Be Worth His FiveYears’ Labor and Patience | “ | [193] |
| Tired Out—the Last Slow Heave | “ | [196] |
| Hauled Aboard with Block and Tackle | “ | [197] |
| R. C. On the Job | “ | [204] |
| 304 Pounds | “ | [205] |
| R. C. Grey and Record Marlin | “ | [205] |
| 328-pound Record Marlin by R. C. Grey. Shapeliestand Most Beautiful Specimen Ever Taken | “ | [208] |
| Sunset Over Clemente Channel | “ | [209] |
| A Blue-finned Plugger of the Deep—138-pound Tuna | “ | [244] |
| Avalon, the Beautiful | “ | [245] |
| The Old Avalon Barge Where the Gulls Fish andScream | “ | [252] |
| The End of the Day off Catalina Island | “ | [253] |
| Seal Rocks | “ | [264] |
[ZANE GREY]
By W. Livingston Larned
Been to Avalon with Grey ... been most everywhere;
Chummed with him and fished with him in every Sportsman’s
lair.
Helped him with the white Sea-bass and Barracuda haul,
Shared the Tuna’s sprayful sport and heard his Hunter-call,
Me an’ Grey are fishin’ friends.... Pals of rod and reel,
Whether it’s the sort that fights ... or th’ humble eel,
On and on, through Wonderland ... winds a-blowin’ free,
Catching all th’ fins that grow ... Sportsman Grey an’ Me.
Been to Florida with Zane ... scouting down th’ coast;
Whipped the deep for Tarpon, too, that natives love th’ most.
Seen the smiling, Tropic isles that pass, in green review,
Gathered cocoanut and moss where Southern skies were blue.
Seen him laugh that boyish laugh, when things were goin’
right;
Helped him beach our little boat and kindle fires at night.
Comrades of the Open Way, the Treasure-Trove of Sea,
Port Ahoy and who cares where, with Mister Grey an’ Me!
Been to Western lands with Grey ... hunted fox and deer.
Seen the Grizzly’s ugly face with danger lurkin’ near.
Slept on needles, near th’ sky, and marked th’ round moon
rise
Over purpling peaks of snow that hurt a fellow’s eyes.
Gone, like Indians, under brush and to some mystic place—
Home of red men, long since gone, to join their dying race.
Yes ... we’ve chummed it, onward—outward ... mountain,
wood, and Key,
At the quiet readin’-table ... Sportsman Grey an’ Me.