But his tremendous knowledge of the habits of the denizens of the deep
came to his rescue and he veered from his course, let the nets go by,
and turned and followed them at such convenient distance he discovered
the truth of his conjecture.
There was a class of shark infesting those waters which had an especial
liking for the kind of fish he was snaring, and these same sharks were
exceedingly observant of his actions, as was now evident from the fact
that at either end of the net, holding a stake in his jaws, was an
enormous specimen swimming with great swiftness.
Hither and thither went the sharks, carrying the net in all directions.
After an hour or two spent in this fashion, my forefather observed the
speed of the net was slackening and he prepared for action, for he
conceived the net was becoming so full of fish the sharks could not much
longer propel it, and he was satisfied they would soon stop and go in
for the feast they had thus prepared.
He was never taken unawares, and so it happened that the large saw
fastened to the keel of his boat was brought into play.
And so it was, when the sharks at last stuck the stakes in the bottom,
swam out in front of the net and stood side by side greedily
contemplating the magnificent feast spread before them, my ancestor bore
down upon them swiftly and sawed them each into two pieces so quickly
neither of them was aware of it for some time after their tails had
wiggled away, and might never have found out what was the trouble had
they not looked back to see why their tails did not obey their commands
to push them ahead. When they did find it out they were so chagrined
they with one accord died then and there, as a just tribute to their
sublime disgust with themselves.
And the amount of fish thus taken by my ancestor was so incomprehensible
words fail to convey any adequate idea of its magnitude. There was not a
single mesh in the net which did not contain at least one fish, and the
net was four hundred feet long and five fathoms deep and each mesh was
an inch and a half square. The method of computation is easy, but time
is precious.
Thereupon my ancestor became a baron and the title has descended to your
humble servant.
_Item Fourth_
My two-great-grandfather was a wise magician, and, so celebrated was he,
wise men of the entire world consulted him upon doubtful questions which
he readily solved without a single error in his calculations.
His various experiences when a mere lad with the genii were the
foundation of his accomplishments, and in maturer years he made
countless discoveries of new and wonderful things. It is my pleasure to
regale you with one of these.
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