Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXI, No. 1, July 1847Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXI, No. 1, July 1847
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
It is scarcely necessary to say, that when our young mate discovered the
proximity of this dangerous animal, situated as he was, he gave himself
up for lost. He possessed his knife, however, and had heard of the
manner in which even sharks were overcome, and that too in their own
element, by the skillful and resolute. At first, he was resolved to make
one desperate effort for life, before he submitted to a fate as horrible
as that which now menaced him; but the movements of his dangerous
neighbour induced him to wait. It did not approach any nearer, but
continued swimming back and fro, on the surface of the water, according
to the known habits of the fish, as if watching his own movements. There
being no time to be wasted, our young mate turned on his face, and began
again to swim in the direction of the setting star, though nearly
chilled by despair. For ten minutes longer did he struggle on, beginning
to feel exhaustion, however, and always accompanied by those two dark,
sharp and gliding fins. There was no difficulty in knowing the position
of the animal, and Mulford’s eyes were oftener on those fins than on the
beacon before him. Strange as it may appear, he actually became
accustomed to the vicinity of this formidable creature, and soon felt
his presence a sort of relief against the dreadful solitude of his
situation. He had been told by seamen of instances, and had once
witnessed a case himself, in which a shark had attended a swimming man
for a long distance, either forbearing to do him harm, from repletion,
or influenced by that awe which nature has instilled into all of the
inferior, for the highest animal of the creation. He began to think that
he was thus favored, and really regarded the shark as a friendly
neighbor, rather than as a voracious foe. In this manner did the two
proceed, nearly another third of a mile, the fins sometimes in sight
ahead, gliding hither and thither, and sometimes out of view behind the
swimmer, leaving him in dreadful doubts as to the movements of the fish,
when Mulford suddenly felt something hard hit his foot. Believing it to
be the shark, dipping for his prey, a slight exclamation escaped him. At
the next instant both feet hit the unknown substance again, and he stood
erect, the water no higher than his waist! Quick, and comprehending
every thing connected with the sea, the young man at once understood
that he was on a part of the reef where the water was so shallow as to
admit of his wading.
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