| Stripping Cod at Sea on a Winter Morning | [Frontispiece] | |
| FACING PAGE | ||
| Whale Harpoon Gun Loaded Finback Whale Being Struck | [14] | |
| Finback Whale Sounding Lancing Finback Pumping Carcass with Air Dead Finback Set Adrift | [28] | |
| Spearing Seals at Sea | [46] | |
| Holluschickie Hauling Up Old Bull Seals Fighting | [64] | |
| Bull Fur Seal Charging Snapshotting an Old Beachmaster | [78] | |
| Haul of Herring at Gastineau Channel, Alaska | [90] | |
| Typical Seal Rookery Half Abandoned | [102] | |
| Native Salmon Trap Modern Salmon Trap | [116] | |
| Trout Fry. "Millions of These Hatched Yearly" | [128] | |
| Hatcheries for Landlocked Salmon | [138] | |
| Atlantic Salmon Leaping Pacific Salmon Leaping | [146] | |
| Sea-Serpent Caught by Colin Sea-Serpent Stranded | [154] | |
| Where the Big Tuna was Caught The Largest Sunfish | [170] | |
| Octopus Caught at Santa Catalina Squid Caught at Santa Catalina | [190] | |
| Headquarters of Fisheries Bureau Largest Seine in World | [202] | |
| The Pool Where the Dog Was Devoured | [224] | |
| Early Bird Passing the Aquarium | [238] | |
| The Gorgeous Submarine World The Gardens of the Sea | [250] | |
| Young Sponge on Cement Disk Sheepswool Sponge | [264] | |
| Manta or Giant Sea-Devil | [276] | |
| Winter on the Great Lakes Winter Work on Inland Streams | [284] | |
| Clamming on the Mississippi Barge-loads of Mussels | [296] | |
| Landing the Paddle-fish | [306] | |
| Climbing up the Wheel Biggest Fresh-water Fish in America | [318] | |
| The Blue Wing at the Fish Trap | [328] | |
| Hatchery, Woods Hole Residence, Woods Hole | [336] | |
| "What Shall We Get this Time?" "Here's a New One, Boys!" | [346] | |
| Catching Swordfish with Rod and Reel | [356] | |
| Clammer Raking for Quahaugs Oysterman Tonging | [370] | |
| Testing the Ocean's Crop | [378] | |
THE BOY WITH THE U. S. FISHERIES
CHAPTER I
MAROONED BY A WHALE
"There she blows!"
Colin Dare, who was sitting beside the broken whale-gun and who had been promised that he might go in the boat that would be put out from the ship if a whale were sighted, jumped to his feet at the cry from the 'barrel' at the masthead.
"Where?" he shouted eagerly, rushing to the rail and staring as hard as he could at the heaving gray waters of the Behring Sea.
"There she blo-o-ows!" again cried the lookout, in the long echoing call of the old-time whaler, and stretching out his hand, he pointed to a spot in the ocean about three points off the starboard bow. Colin's glance followed the direction, and almost immediately he saw the faint cloud of