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He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he
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had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish. In the first
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forty days a boy had been with him. But after forty days without a
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fish the boy's parents had told him that the old man was now definitely
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and finally salao, which is the worst form of unlucky, and the boy
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had gone at their orders in another boat which caught three good fish
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the first week. It made the boy sad to see the old man come in each
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day with his skiff empty and he always went down to help him carry
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either the coiled lines or the gaff and harpoon and the sail that was
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furled around the mast. The sail was patched with flour sacks and,
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furled, it looked like the flag of permanent defeat.
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The old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in the back of his
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neck. The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings
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from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches
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ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased
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scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of these scars
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were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.
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Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same
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color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.
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"Santiago," the boy said to him as they climbed the bank from where the
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skiff was hauled up. "I could go with you again. We've made some
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money."
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The old man had taught the boy to fish and the boy loved him.
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"No," the old man said. "You're with a lucky boat. Stay with them."
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"But remember how you went eighty-seven days without fish and then we
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caught big ones every day for three weeks."
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"I remember," the old man said. "I know you did not leave me because
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you doubted."
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"It was papa made me leave. I am a boy and I must obey him."
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"I know," the old man said. "It is quite normal."
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"He hasn't much faith."
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"No," the old man said. "But we have. Haven't we?"
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"Yes," the boy said. "Can I offer you a beer on the Terrace and then
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we'll take the stuff home."
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"Why not?" the old man said. "Between fishermen."
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They sat on the Terrace and many of the fishermen made fun of the old
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man and he was not angry. Others, of the older fishermen, looked at
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him and were sad. But they did not show it and they spoke politely
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about the current and the depths they had drifted their lines at and
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the steady good weather and of what they had seen. The successful
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fishermen of that day were already in and had butchered their marlin
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out and carried them laid full length across two planks, with two men
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staggering at the end of each plank, to the fish house where they
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waited for the ice truck to carry them to the market in Havana. Those
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who had caught sharks had taken them to the shark factory on the other
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side of the cove where they were hoisted on a block and tackle, their
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livers removed, their fins cut off and their hides skinned out and
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their flesh cut into strips for salting.
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When the wind was in the east a smell came across the harbour from the
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shark factory; but today there was only the faint edge of the odour
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because the wind had backed into the north and then dropped off and it
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was pleasant and sunny on the Terrace.
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"Santiago," the boy said.
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"Yes," the old man said. He was holding his glass and thinking of many
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years ago.
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"Can I go out to get sardines for you for tomorrow?"
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"No. Go and play baseball. I can still row and Rogelio will throw the
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net."
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"I would like to go. If I cannot fish with you, I would like to serve
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in some way."
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"You bought me a beer," the old man said. "You are already a man."
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"How old was I when you first took me in a boat?"
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"Five and you nearly were killed when I brought the fish in too green
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and he nearly tore the boat to pieces. Can you remember?"
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"I can remember the tail slapping and banging and the thwart breaking
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and the noise of the clubbing. I can remember you throwing me into the
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bow where the wet coiled lines were and feeling the whole boat shiver
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and the noise of you clubbing him like chopping a tree down and the
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sweet blood smell all over me."
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"Can you really remember that or did I just tell it to you?"
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"I remember everything from when we first went together."
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The old man looked at him with his sun-burned, confident loving eyes.
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"If you were my boy I'd take you out and gamble," he said. "But you
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are your father's and your mother's and you are in a lucky boat."
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"May I get the sardines? I know where I can get four baits too."
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"I have mine left from today. I put them in salt in the box."
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"Let me get four fresh ones."
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"One," the old man said. His hope and his confidence had never gone.
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But now they were freshening as when the breeze rises.
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"Two," the boy said.
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"Two," the old man agreed. "You didn't steal them?"
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"I would," the boy said. "But I bought these."
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"Thank you," the old man said. He was too simple to wonder when he had
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attained humility. But he knew he had attained it and he knew it was
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not disgraceful and it carried no loss of true pride.
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"Tomorrow is going to be a good day with this current," he said.
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"Where are you going?" the boy asked.
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"Far out to come in when the wind shifts. I want to be out before it
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is light."
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"I'll try to get him to work far out," the boy said. "Then if you hook
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something truly big we can come to your aid."
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"He does not like to work too far out."
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"No," the boy said. "But I will see something that he cannot see such
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as a bird working and get him to come out after dolphin."
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"Are his eyes that bad?"
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"He is almost blind."
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"It is strange," the old man said. "He never went turtle-ing. That is
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what kills the eyes."
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"But you went turtle-ing for years off the Mosquito Coast and your eyes
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are good."
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"I am a strange old man."
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"But are you strong enough now for a truly big fish?"
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"I think so. And there are many tricks."
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"Let us take the stuff home," the boy said. "So I can get the cast net
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and go after the sardines."
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They picked up the gear from the boat. The old man carried the mast on
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his shoulder and the boy carried the wooden box with the coiled,
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hard-braided brown lines, the gaff and the harpoon with its shaft. The
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box with the baits was under the stern of the skiff along with the club
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that was used to subdue the big fish when they were brought alongside.
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No one would steal from the old man but it was better to take the sail
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and the heavy lines home as the dew was bad for them and, though he was
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quite sure no local people would steal from him, the old man thought
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that a gaff and a harpoon were needless temptations to leave in a boat.
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They walked up the road together to the old man's shack and went in
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through its open door. The old man leaned the mast with its wrapped
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sail against the wall and the boy put the box and the other gear beside
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it. The mast was nearly as long as the one room of the shack. The
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shack was made of the tough bud-shields of the royal palm which are
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called guano and in it there was a bed, a table, one chair, and a
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place on the dirt floor to cook with charcoal. On the brown walls of
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the flattened, overlapping leaves of the sturdy fibered guano there
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was a picture in color of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and another of the
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Virgin of Cobre. These were relics of his wife. Once there had been a
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tinted photograph of his wife on the wall but he had taken it down
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because it made him too lonely to see it and it was on the shelf in the
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corner under his clean shirt.
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"What do you have to eat?" the boy asked.
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"A pot of yellow rice with fish. Do you want some?"
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"No. I will eat at home. Do you want me to make the fire?"
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"No. I will make it later on. Or I may eat the rice cold."
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"May I take the cast net?"
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"Of course."
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There was no cast net and the boy remembered when they had sold it.
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But they went through this fiction every day. There was no pot of
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yellow rice and fish and the boy knew this too.
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"Eighty-five is a lucky number," the old man said. "How would you like
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to see me bring one in that dressed out over a thousand pounds?"
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"I'll get the cast net and go for sardines. Will you sit in the sun in
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the doorway?"
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"Yes. I have yesterday's paper and I will read the baseball."
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The boy did not know whether yesterday's paper was a fiction too. But
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the old man brought it out from under the bed.
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"Perico gave it to me at the bodega," he explained.
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"I'll be back when I have the sardines. I'll keep yours and mine
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together on ice and we can share them in the morning. When I come back
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you can tell me about the baseball."
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"The Yankees cannot lose."
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"But I fear the Indians of Cleveland."
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"Have faith in the Yankees my son. Think of the great DiMaggio."
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"I fear both the Tigers of Detroit and the Indians of Cleveland."
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"Be careful or you will fear even the Reds of Cincinnati and the White
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Sox of Chicago."
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"You study it and tell me when I come back."
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"Do you think we should buy a terminal of the lottery with an
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eighty-five? Tomorrow is the eighty-fifth day."
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"We can do that," the boy said. "But what about the eighty-seven of
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your great record?"
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"It could not happen twice. Do you think you can find an eighty-five?"
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"I can order one."
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"One sheet. That's two dollars and a half. Who can we borrow that
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from?"
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"That's easy. I can always borrow two dollars and a half."
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"I think perhaps I can too. But I try not to borrow. First you
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borrow. Then you beg."
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"Keep warm old man," the boy said. "Remember we are in September."
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"The month when the great fish come," the old man said. "Anyone can be
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a fisherman in May."
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"I go now for the sardines," the boy said.
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When the boy came back the old man was asleep in the chair and the sun
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was down. The boy took the old army blanket off the bed and spread it
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over the back of the chair and over the old man's shoulders. They were
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strange shoulders, still powerful although very old, and the neck was
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still strong too and the creases did not show so much when the old man
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was asleep and his head fallen forward. His shirt had been patched so
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many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many
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different shades by the sun. The old man's head was very old though
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and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face. The newspaper
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lay across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in the
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evening breeze. He was barefooted.
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The boy left him there and when he came back the old man was still
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asleep.
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"Wake up old man," the boy said and put his hand on one of the old
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man's knees.
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The old man opened his eyes and for a moment he was coming back from a
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long way away. Then he smiled.
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"What have you got?" he asked.
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"Supper," said the boy. "We're going to have supper."
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"I'm not very hungry."
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"Come on and eat. You can't fish and not eat."
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"I have," the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and
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folding it. Then he started to fold the blanket.
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"Keep the blanket around you," the boy said. "You'll not fish without
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eating while I'm alive."
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"Then live a long time and take care of yourself," the old man said.
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"What are we eating?"
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"Black beans and rice, fried bananas, and some stew."
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The boy had brought them in a two-decker metal container from the
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Terrace. The two sets of knives and forks and spoons were in his
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pocket with a paper napkin wrapped around each set.
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"Who gave this to you?"
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"Martin. The owner."
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"I must thank him."
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"I thanked him already," the boy said. "You don't need to thank him."
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"I'll give him the belly meat of a big fish," the old man said. "Has
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he done this for us more than once?"
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"I think so."
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"I must give him something more than the belly meat then. He is very
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thoughtful for us."
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"He sent two beers."
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"I like the beer in cans best."
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"I know. But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the
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bottles."
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"That's very kind of you," the old man said. "Should we eat?"
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"I've been asking you to," the boy told him gently. "I have not wished
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to open the container until you were ready."
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"I'm ready now," the old man said. "I only needed time to wash."
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Where did you wash? the boy thought. The village water supply was two
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streets down the road. I must have water here for him, the boy
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thought, and soap and a good towel. Why am I so thoughtless? I must
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get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and some sort of
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shoes and another blanket.
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"Your stew is excellent," the old man said.
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"Tell me about the baseball," the boy asked him.
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"In the American League it is the Yankees as I said," the old man said
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happily.
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"They lost today," the boy told him.
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"That means nothing. The great DiMaggio is himself again."
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"They have other men on the team."
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"Naturally. But he makes the difference. In the other league, between
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Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn. But then I think of
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Dick Sisler and those great drives in the old park."
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"There was nothing ever like them. He hits the longest ball I have
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ever seen."
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"Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace? I wanted to take
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him fishing but I was too timid to ask him. Then I asked you to ask
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him and you were too timid."
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"I know. It was a great mistake. He might have gone with us. Then we
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would have that for all of our lives."
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"I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing," the old man said.
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"They say his father was a fisherman. Maybe he was as poor as we are
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and would understand."
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"The great Sisler's father was never poor and he, the father, was
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playing in the big leagues when he was my age."
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"When I was your age I was before the mast on a square rigged ship that
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ran to Africa and I have seen lions on the beaches in the evening."
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"I know. You told me."
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"Should we talk about Africa or about baseball?"
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"Baseball I think," the boy said. "Tell me about the great John J.
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McGraw." He said Jota for J.
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"He used to come to the Terrace sometimes too in the older days. But
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he was rough and harsh-spoken and difficult when he was drinking. His
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mind was on horses as well as baseball. At least he carried lists of
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horses at all times in his pocket and frequently spoke the names of
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horses on the telephone."
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"He was a great manager," the boy said. "My father thinks he was the
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greatest."
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"Because he came here the most times," the old man said. "If Durocher
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had continued to come here each year your father would think him the
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greatest manager."
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"Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?"
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"I think they are equal."
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"And the best fisherman is you."
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"No. I know others better."
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"Qué va," the boy said. "There are many good fishermen and some
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great ones. But there is only you."
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"Thank you. You make me happy. I hope no fish will come along so
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great that he will prove us wrong."
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"There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say."
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"I may not be as strong as I think," the old man said. "But I know
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many tricks and I have resolution."
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"You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning.
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I will take the things back to the Terrace."
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"Good night then. I will wake you in the morning."
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"You're my alarm clock," the boy said.
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"Age is my alarm clock," the old man said. "Why do old men wake so
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early? Is it to have one longer day?"
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"I don't know," the boy said. "All I know is that young boys sleep
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late and hard."
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"I can remember it," the old man said. "I'll waken you in time."
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"I do not like for him to waken me. It is as though I were inferior."
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"I know."
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"Sleep well, old man."
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The boy went out. They had eaten with no light on the table and the
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old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark. He rolled
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his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them.
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He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers
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that covered the springs of the bed.
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He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a
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boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they
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hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains. He
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lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the
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surf roar and saw the native boats come riding through it. He smelled
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the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of
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Africa that the land breeze brought at morning.
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Usually when he smelled the land breeze he woke up and dressed to go
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and wake the boy. But tonight the smell of the land breeze came very
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early and he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to
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see the white peaks of the Islands rising from the sea and then he
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dreamed of the different harbours and roadsteads of the Canary Islands.
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He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences,
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nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his
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wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach.
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They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved
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the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out
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the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on.
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He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the
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boy. He was shivering with the morning cold. But he knew he would
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shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing.
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The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it
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and walked in quietly with his bare feet. The boy was asleep on a cot
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in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light
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that came in from the dying moon. He took hold of one foot gently and
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held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him. The old man
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nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and,
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sitting on the bed, pulled them on.
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The old man went out the door and the boy came after him. He was
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sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, "I am
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sorry."
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"Qué va," the boy said. "It is what a man must do."
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They walked down the road to the old man's shack and all along the
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road, in the dark, barefoot men were moving, carrying the masts of
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their boats.
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When they reached the old man's shack the boy took the rolls of line in
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the basket and the harpoon and gaff and the old man carried the mast
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with the furled sail on his shoulder.
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"Do you want coffee?" the boy asked.
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"We'll put the gear in the boat and then get some."
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They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that
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served fishermen.
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"How did you sleep old man?" the boy asked. He was waking up now
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although it was still hard for him to leave his sleep.
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"Very well, Manolin," the old man said. "I feel confident today."
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"So do I," the boy said. "Now I must get your sardines and mine and
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your fresh baits. He brings our gear himself. He never wants anyone
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to carry anything."
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"We're different," the old man said. "I let you carry things when you
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were five years old."
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"I know it," the boy said. "I'll be right back. Have another coffee.
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We have credit here."
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He walked off, bare-footed on the coral rocks, to the ice house where
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the baits were stored.
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The old man drank his coffee slowly. It was all he would have all day
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and he knew that he should take it. For a long time now eating had
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bored him and he never carried a lunch. He had a bottle of water in
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the bow of the skiff and that was all he needed for the day.
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The boy was back now with the sardines and the two baits wrapped in a
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newspaper and they went down the trail to the skiff, feeling the
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pebbled sand under their feet, and lifted the skiff and slid her into
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the water.
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"Good luck old man."
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"Good luck," the old man said. He fitted the rope lashings of the oars
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onto the thole pins and, leaning forward against the thrust of the
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blades in the water, he began to row out of the harbour in the dark.
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There were other boats from the other beaches going out to sea and the
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old man heard the dip and push of their oars even though he could not
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see them now the moon was below the hills.
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Sometimes someone would speak in a boat. But most of the boats were
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silent except for the dip of the oars. They spread apart after they
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were out of the mouth of the harbour and each one headed for the part
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of the ocean where he hoped to find fish. The old man knew he was
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going far out and he left the smell of the land behind and rowed out
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+
into the clean early morning smell of the ocean. He saw the
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+
phosphorescence of the Gulf weed in the water as he rowed over the part
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of the ocean that the fishermen called the great well because there was
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a sudden deep of seven hundred fathoms where all sorts of fish
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congregated because of the swirl the current made against the steep
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walls of the floor of the ocean. Here there were concentrations of
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shrimp and bait fish and sometimes schools of squid in the deepest
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holes and these rose close to the surface at night where all the
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wandering fish fed on them.
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In the dark the old man could feel the morning coming and as he rowed
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he heard the trembling sound as flying fish left the water and the
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hissing that their stiff set wings made as they soared away in the
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+
darkness. He was very fond of flying fish as they were his principal
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+
friends on the ocean. He was sorry for the birds, especially the small
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+
delicate dark terns that were always flying and looking and almost
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+
never finding, and he thought, "The birds have a harder life than we do
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+
except for the robber birds and the heavy strong ones. Why did they
|
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+
make birds so delicate and fine as those sea swallows when the ocean
|
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+
can be so cruel? She is kind and very beautiful. But she can be so
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+
cruel and it comes so suddenly and such birds that fly, dipping and
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+
hunting, with their small sad voices are made too delicately for the
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sea."
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+
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+
He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her
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+
in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad
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+
things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman.
|
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+
Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their
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+
lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much
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+
money, spoke of her as el mar which is masculine. They spoke of her
|
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+
as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always
|
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+
thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great
|
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+
favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could
|
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+
not help them. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought.
|
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+
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+
He was rowing steadily and it was no effort for him since he kept well
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+
within his speed and the surface of the ocean was flat except for the
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+
occasional swirls of the current. He was letting the current do a
|
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+
third of the work and as it started to be light he saw he was already
|
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+
further out than he had hoped to be at this hour.
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+
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+
I worked the deep wells for a week and did nothing, he thought. Today
|
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+
I'll work out where the schools of bonita and albacore are and maybe
|
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+
there will be a big one with them.
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+
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+
Before it was really light he had his baits out and was drifting with
|
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+
the current. One bait was down forty fathoms. The second was at
|
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+
seventy-five and the third and fourth were down in the blue water at
|
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+
one hundred and one hundred and twenty-five fathoms. Each bait hung
|
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+
head down with the shank of the hook inside the bait fish, tied and
|
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+
sewed solid and all the projecting part of the hook, the curve and the
|
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+
point, was covered with fresh sardines. Each sardine was hooked
|
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+
through both eyes so that they made a half-garland on the projecting
|
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+
steel. There was no part of the hook that a great fish could feel
|
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+
which was not sweet smelling and good tasting.
|
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+
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+
The boy had given him two fresh small tunas, or albacores, which hung
|
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+
on the two deepest lines like plummets and, on the others, he had a big
|
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+
blue runner and a yellow jack that had been used before; but they were
|
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+
in good condition still and had the excellent sardines to give them
|
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+
scent and attractiveness. Each line, as thick around as a big pencil,
|
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+
was looped onto a green-sapped stick so that any pull or touch on the
|
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+
bait would make the stick dip and each line had two forty-fathom coils
|
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+
which could be made fast to the other spare coils so that, if it were
|
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|
+
necessary, a fish could take out over three hundred fathoms of line.
|
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+
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+
Now the man watched the dip of the three sticks over the side of the
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+
skiff and rowed gently to keep the lines straight up and down and at
|
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+
their proper depths. It was quite light and any moment now the sun
|
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+
would rise.
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+
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+
The sun rose thinly from the sea and the old man could see the other
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+
boats, low on the water and well in toward the shore, spread out across
|
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+
the current. Then the sun was brighter and the glare came on the water
|
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+
and then, as it rose clear, the flat sea sent it back at his eyes so
|
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+
that it hurt sharply and he rowed without looking into it. He looked
|
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+
down into the water and watched the lines that went straight down into
|
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+
the dark of the water. He kept them straighter than anyone did, so
|
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+
that at each level in the darkness of the stream there would be a bait
|
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|
+
waiting exactly where he wished it to be for any fish that swam there.
|
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+
Others let them drift with the current and sometimes they were at sixty
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+
fathoms when the fishermen thought they were at a hundred.
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+
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+
But, he thought, I keep them with precision. Only I have no luck any
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|
+
more. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is
|
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|
+
better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes
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+
you are ready.
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+
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+
The sun was two hours higher now and it did not hurt his eyes so much
|
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+
to look into the east. There were only three boats in sight now and
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+
they showed very low and far inshore.
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+
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+
All my life the early sun has hurt my eyes, he thought. Yet they are
|
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+
still good. In the evening I can look straight into it without getting
|
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+
the blackness. It has more force in the evening too. But in the
|
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+
morning it is painful.
|
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|
+
|
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+
Just then he saw a man-of-war bird with his long black wings circling
|
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|
+
in the sky ahead of him. He made a quick drop, slanting down on his
|
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|
+
back-swept wings, and then circled again.
|
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+
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+
"He's got something," the old man said aloud. "He's not just looking."
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+
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+
He rowed slowly and steadily toward where the bird was circling. He
|
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|
+
did not hurry and he kept his lines straight up and down. But he
|
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|
+
crowded the current a little so that he was still fishing correctly
|
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|
+
though faster than he would have fished if he was not trying to use the
|
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|
+
bird.
|
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|
+
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+
The bird went higher in the air and circled again, his wings
|
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|
+
motionless. Then he dove suddenly and the old man saw flying fish
|
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|
+
spurt out of the water and sail desperately over the surface.
|
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+
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+
"Dolphin," the old man said aloud. "Big dolphin."
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+
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+
He shipped his oars and brought a small line from under the bow. It
|
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+
had a wire leader and a medium-sized hook and he baited it with one of
|
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|
+
the sardines. He let it go over the side and then made it fast to a
|
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+
ring bolt in the stern. Then he baited another line and left it coiled
|
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+
in the shade of the bow. He went back to rowing and to watching the
|
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+
long-winged black bird who was working, now, low over the water.
|
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|
+
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|
+
As he watched the bird dipped again slanting his wings for the dive and
|
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+
then swinging them wildly and ineffectually as he followed the flying
|
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+
fish. The old man could see the slight bulge in the water that the big
|
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+
dolphin raised as they followed the escaping fish. The dolphin were
|
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|
+
cutting through the water below the flight of the fish and would be in
|
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|
+
the water, driving at speed, when the fish dropped. It is a big school
|
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+
of dolphin, he thought. They are wide spread and the flying fish have
|
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|
+
little chance. The bird has no chance. The flying fish are too big
|
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|
+
for him and they go too fast.
|
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+
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|
+
He watched the flying fish burst out again and again and the
|
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|
+
ineffectual movements of the bird. That school has gotten away from
|
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+
me, he thought. They are moving out too fast and too far. But perhaps
|
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|
+
I will pick up a stray and perhaps my big fish is around them. My big
|
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|
+
fish must be somewhere.
|
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|
+
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|
+
The clouds over the land now rose like mountains and the coast was only
|
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+
a long green line with the gray blue hills behind it. The water was a
|
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|
+
dark blue now, so dark that it was almost purple. As he looked down
|
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+
into it he saw the red sifting of the plankton in the dark water and
|
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|
+
the strange light the sun made now. He watched his lines to see them
|
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|
+
go straight down out of sight into the water and he was happy to see so
|
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+
much plankton because it meant fish. The strange light the sun made in
|
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|
+
the water, now that the sun was higher, meant good weather and so did
|
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|
+
the shape of the clouds over the land. But the bird was almost out of
|
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|
+
sight now and nothing showed on the surface of the water but some
|
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+
patches of yellow, sun-bleached Sargasso weed and the purple,
|
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|
+
formalized, iridescent, gelatinous bladder of a Portuguese man-of-war
|
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|
+
floating close beside the boat. It turned on its side and then righted
|
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|
+
itself. It floated cheerfully as a bubble with its long deadly purple
|
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|
+
filaments trailing a yard behind it in the water.
|
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+
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+
"Agua mala," the man said. "You whore."
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+
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+
From where he swung lightly against his oars he looked down into the
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687
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+
water and saw the tiny fish that were coloured like the trailing
|
688
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+
filaments and swam between them and under the small shade the bubble
|
689
|
+
made as it drifted. They were immune to its poison. But men were not
|
690
|
+
and when some of the filaments would catch on a line and rest there
|
691
|
+
slimy and purple while the old man was working a fish, he would have
|
692
|
+
welts and sores on his arms and hands of the sort that poison ivy or
|
693
|
+
poison oak can give. But these poisonings from the agua mala came
|
694
|
+
quickly and struck like a whiplash.
|
695
|
+
|
696
|
+
The iridescent bubbles were beautiful. But they were the falsest thing
|
697
|
+
in the sea and the old man loved to see the big sea turtles eating
|
698
|
+
them. The turtles saw them, approached them from the front, then shut
|
699
|
+
their eyes so they were completely carapaced and ate them filaments and
|
700
|
+
all. The old man loved to see the turtles eat them and he loved to
|
701
|
+
walk on them on the beach after a storm and hear them pop when he
|
702
|
+
stepped on them with the horny soles of his feet.
|
703
|
+
|
704
|
+
He loved green turtles and hawks-bills with their elegance and speed
|
705
|
+
and their great value and he had a friendly contempt for the huge,
|
706
|
+
stupid loggerheads, yellow in their armour-plating, strange in their
|
707
|
+
love-making, and happily eating the Portuguese men-of-war with their
|
708
|
+
eyes shut.
|
709
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+
|
710
|
+
He had no mysticism about turtles although he had gone in turtle boats
|
711
|
+
for many years. He was sorry for them all, even the great trunk backs
|
712
|
+
that were as long as the skiff and weighed a ton. Most people are
|
713
|
+
heartless about turtles because a turtle's heart will beat for hours
|
714
|
+
after he has been cut up and butchered. But the old man thought, I
|
715
|
+
have such a heart too and my feet and hands are like theirs. He ate
|
716
|
+
the white eggs to give himself strength. He ate them all through May
|
717
|
+
to be strong in September and October for the truly big fish.
|
718
|
+
|
719
|
+
He also drank a cup of shark liver oil each day from the big drum in
|
720
|
+
the shack where many of the fishermen kept their gear. It was there
|
721
|
+
for all fishermen who wanted it. Most fishermen hated the taste. But
|
722
|
+
it was no worse than getting up at the hours that they rose and it was
|
723
|
+
very good against all colds and grippes and it was good for the eyes.
|
724
|
+
|
725
|
+
Now the old man looked up and saw that the bird was circling again.
|
726
|
+
|
727
|
+
"He's found fish," he said aloud. No flying fish broke the surface and
|
728
|
+
there was no scattering of bait fish. But as the old man watched, a
|
729
|
+
small tuna rose in the air, turned and dropped head first into the
|
730
|
+
water. The tuna shone silver in the sun and after he had dropped back
|
731
|
+
into the water another and another rose and they were jumping in all
|
732
|
+
directions, churning the water and leaping in long jumps after the
|
733
|
+
bait. They were circling it and driving it.
|
734
|
+
|
735
|
+
If they don't travel too fast I will get into them, the old man
|
736
|
+
thought, and he watched the school working the water white and the bird
|
737
|
+
now dropping and dipping into the bait fish that were forced to the
|
738
|
+
surface in their panic.
|
739
|
+
|
740
|
+
"The bird is a great help," the old man said. Just then the stern line
|
741
|
+
came taut under his foot, where he had kept a loop of the line, and he
|
742
|
+
dropped his oars and felt the weight of the small tuna's shivering pull
|
743
|
+
as he held the line firm and commenced to haul it in. The shivering
|
744
|
+
increased as he pulled in and he could see the blue back of the fish in
|
745
|
+
the water and the gold of his sides before he swung him over the side
|
746
|
+
and into the boat. He lay in the stern in the sun, compact and bullet
|
747
|
+
shaped, his big, unintelligent eyes staring as he thumped his life out
|
748
|
+
against the planking of the boat with the quick shivering strokes of
|
749
|
+
his neat, fast-moving tail. The old man hit him on the head for
|
750
|
+
kindness and kicked him, his body still shuddering, under the shade of
|
751
|
+
the stern.
|
752
|
+
|
753
|
+
"Albacore," he said aloud. "He'll make a beautiful bait. He'll weigh
|
754
|
+
ten pounds."
|
755
|
+
|
756
|
+
He did not remember when he had first started to talk aloud when he was
|
757
|
+
by himself. He had sung when he was by himself in the old days and he
|
758
|
+
had sung at night sometimes when he was alone steering on his watch in
|
759
|
+
the smacks or in the turtle boats. He had probably started to talk
|
760
|
+
aloud, when alone, when the boy had left. But he did not remember.
|
761
|
+
When he and the boy fished together they usually spoke only when it was
|
762
|
+
necessary. They talked at night or when they were storm-bound by bad
|
763
|
+
weather. It was considered a virtue not to talk unnecessarily at sea
|
764
|
+
and the old man had always considered it so and respected it. But now
|
765
|
+
he said his thoughts aloud many times since there was no one that they
|
766
|
+
could annoy.
|
767
|
+
|
768
|
+
"If the others heard me talking out loud they would think that I am
|
769
|
+
crazy," he said aloud. "But since I am not crazy, I do not care. And
|
770
|
+
the rich have radios to talk to them in their boats and to bring them
|
771
|
+
the baseball."
|
772
|
+
|
773
|
+
Now is no time to think of baseball, he thought. Now is the time to
|
774
|
+
think of only one thing. That which I was born for. There might be a
|
775
|
+
big one around that school, he thought. I picked up only a straggler
|
776
|
+
from the albacore that were feeding. But they are working far out and
|
777
|
+
fast. Everything that shows on the surface today travels very fast and
|
778
|
+
to the north-east. Can that be the time of day? Or is it some sign of
|
779
|
+
weather that I do not know?
|
780
|
+
|
781
|
+
He could not see the green of the shore now but only the tops of the
|
782
|
+
blue hills that showed white as though they were snow-capped and the
|
783
|
+
clouds that looked like high snow mountains above them. The sea was
|
784
|
+
very dark and the light made prisms in the water. The myriad flecks of
|
785
|
+
the plankton were annulled now by the high sun and it was only the
|
786
|
+
great deep prisms in the blue water that the old man saw now with his
|
787
|
+
lines going straight down into the water that was a mile deep.
|
788
|
+
|
789
|
+
The tuna, the fishermen called all the fish of that species tuna and
|
790
|
+
only distinguished among them by their proper names when they came to
|
791
|
+
sell them or to trade them for baits, were down again. The sun was hot
|
792
|
+
now and the old man felt it on the back of his neck and felt the sweat
|
793
|
+
trickle down his back as he rowed.
|
794
|
+
|
795
|
+
I could just drift, he thought, and sleep and put a bight of line
|
796
|
+
around my toe to wake me. But today is eighty-five days and I should
|
797
|
+
fish the day well.
|
798
|
+
|
799
|
+
Just then, watching his lines, he saw one of the projecting green
|
800
|
+
sticks dip sharply.
|
801
|
+
|
802
|
+
"Yes," he said. "Yes," and shipped his oars without bumping the boat.
|
803
|
+
He reached out for the line and held it softly between the thumb and
|
804
|
+
forefinger of his right hand. He felt no strain nor weight and he held
|
805
|
+
the line lightly. Then it came again. This time it was a tentative
|
806
|
+
pull, not solid nor heavy, and he knew exactly what it was. One
|
807
|
+
hundred fathoms down a marlin was eating the sardines that covered the
|
808
|
+
point and the shank of the hook where the hand-forged hook projected
|
809
|
+
from the head of the small tuna.
|
810
|
+
|
811
|
+
The old man held the line delicately, and softly, with his left hand,
|
812
|
+
unleashed it from the stick. Now he could let it run through his
|
813
|
+
fingers without the fish feeling any tension.
|
814
|
+
|
815
|
+
This far out, he must be huge in this month, he thought. Eat them,
|
816
|
+
fish. Eat them. Please eat them. How fresh they are and you down
|
817
|
+
there six hundred feet in that cold water in the dark. Make another
|
818
|
+
turn in the dark and come back and eat them.
|
819
|
+
|
820
|
+
He felt the light delicate pulling and then a harder pull when a
|
821
|
+
sardine's head must have been more difficult to break from the hook.
|
822
|
+
Then there was nothing.
|
823
|
+
|
824
|
+
"Come on," the old man said aloud. "Make another turn. Just smell
|
825
|
+
them. Aren't they lovely? Eat them good now and then there is the
|
826
|
+
tuna. Hard and cold and lovely. Don't be shy, fish. Eat them."
|
827
|
+
|
828
|
+
He waited with the line between his thumb and his finger, watching it
|
829
|
+
and the other lines at the same time for the fish might have swum up or
|
830
|
+
down. Then came the same delicate pulling touch again.
|
831
|
+
|
832
|
+
"He'll take it," the old man said aloud. "God help him to take it."
|
833
|
+
|
834
|
+
He did not take it though. He was gone and the old man felt nothing.
|
835
|
+
|
836
|
+
"He can't have gone," he said. "Christ knows he can't have gone. He's
|
837
|
+
making a turn. Maybe he has been hooked before and he remembers
|
838
|
+
something of it."
|
839
|
+
|
840
|
+
Then he felt the gentle touch on the line and he was happy.
|
841
|
+
|
842
|
+
"It was only his turn," he said. "He'll take it."
|
843
|
+
|
844
|
+
He was happy feeling the gentle pulling and then he felt something hard
|
845
|
+
and unbelievably heavy. It was the weight of the fish and he let the
|
846
|
+
line slip down, down, down, unrolling off the first of the two reserve
|
847
|
+
coils. As it went down, slipping lightly through the old man's
|
848
|
+
fingers, he still could feel the great weight, though the pressure of
|
849
|
+
his thumb and finger were almost imperceptible.
|
850
|
+
|
851
|
+
"What a fish," he said. "He has it sideways in his mouth now and he is
|
852
|
+
moving off with it."
|
853
|
+
|
854
|
+
Then he will turn and swallow it, he thought. He did not say that
|
855
|
+
because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen. He
|
856
|
+
knew what a huge fish this was and he thought of him moving away in the
|
857
|
+
darkness with the tuna held crosswise in his mouth. At that moment he
|
858
|
+
felt him stop moving but the weight was still there. Then the weight
|
859
|
+
increased and he gave more line. He tightened the pressure of his
|
860
|
+
thumb and finger for a moment and the weight increased and was going
|
861
|
+
straight down.
|
862
|
+
|
863
|
+
"He's taken it," he said. "Now I'll let him eat it well."
|
864
|
+
|
865
|
+
He let the line slip through his fingers while he reached down with his
|
866
|
+
left hand and made fast the free end of the two reserve coils to the
|
867
|
+
loop of the two reserve coils of the next line. Now he was ready. He
|
868
|
+
had three forty-fathom coils of line in reserve now, as well as the
|
869
|
+
coil he was using.
|
870
|
+
|
871
|
+
"Eat it a little more," he said. "Eat it well."
|
872
|
+
|
873
|
+
Eat it so that the point of the hook goes into your heart and kills
|
874
|
+
you, he thought. Come up easy and let me put the harpoon into you.
|
875
|
+
All right. Are you ready? Have you been long enough at table?
|
876
|
+
|
877
|
+
"Now!" he said aloud and struck hard with both hands, gained a yard of
|
878
|
+
line and then struck again and again, swinging with each arm
|
879
|
+
alternately on the cord with all the strength of his arms and the
|
880
|
+
pivoted weight of his body.
|
881
|
+
|
882
|
+
Nothing happened. The fish just moved away slowly and the old man
|
883
|
+
could not raise him an inch. His line was strong and made for heavy
|
884
|
+
fish and he held it against his back until it was so taut that beads of
|
885
|
+
water were jumping from it. Then it began to make a slow hissing sound
|
886
|
+
in the water and he still held it, bracing himself against the thwart
|
887
|
+
and leaning back against the pull. The boat began to move slowly off
|
888
|
+
toward the North-West.
|
889
|
+
|
890
|
+
The fish moved steadily and they travelled slowly on the calm water.
|
891
|
+
The other baits were still in the water but there was nothing to be
|
892
|
+
done.
|
893
|
+
|
894
|
+
"I wish I had the boy," the old man said aloud. "I'm being towed by a
|
895
|
+
fish and I'm the towing bitt. I could make the line fast. But then he
|
896
|
+
could break it. I must hold him all I can and give him line when he
|
897
|
+
must have it. Thank God he is travelling and not going down."
|
898
|
+
|
899
|
+
What I will do if he decides to go down, I don't know. What I'll do if
|
900
|
+
he sounds and dies I don't know. But I'll do something. There are
|
901
|
+
plenty of things I can do.
|
902
|
+
|
903
|
+
He held the line against his back and watched its slant in the water
|
904
|
+
and the skiff moving steadily to the North-West.
|
905
|
+
|
906
|
+
This will kill him, the old man thought. He can't do this forever.
|
907
|
+
But four hours later the fish was still swimming steadily out to sea,
|
908
|
+
towing the skiff, and the old man was still braced solidly with the
|
909
|
+
line across his back.
|
910
|
+
|
911
|
+
"It was noon when I hooked him," he said. "And I have never seen him."
|
912
|
+
|
913
|
+
He had pushed his straw hat hard down on his head before he hooked the
|
914
|
+
fish and it was cutting his forehead. He was thirsty too and he got
|
915
|
+
down on his knees and, being careful not to jerk on the line, moved as
|
916
|
+
far into the bow as he could get and reached the water bottle with one
|
917
|
+
hand. He opened it and drank a little. Then he rested against the
|
918
|
+
bow. He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not
|
919
|
+
to think but only to endure.
|
920
|
+
|
921
|
+
Then he looked behind him and saw that no land was visible. That makes
|
922
|
+
no difference, he thought. I can always come in on the glow from
|
923
|
+
Havana. There are two more hours before the sun sets and maybe he will
|
924
|
+
come up before that. If he doesn't maybe he will come up with the
|
925
|
+
moon. If he does not do that maybe he will come up with the sunrise.
|
926
|
+
I have no cramps and I feel strong. It is he that has the hook in his
|
927
|
+
mouth. But what a fish to pull like that. He must have his mouth shut
|
928
|
+
tight on the wire. I wish I could see him. I wish I could see him
|
929
|
+
only once to know what I have against me.
|
930
|
+
|
931
|
+
The fish never changed his course nor his direction all that night as
|
932
|
+
far as the man could tell from watching the stars. It was cold after
|
933
|
+
the sun went down and the old man's sweat dried cold on his back and
|
934
|
+
his arms and his old legs. During the day he had taken the sack that
|
935
|
+
covered the bait box and spread it in the sun to dry. After the sun
|
936
|
+
went down he tied it around his neck so that it hung down over his back
|
937
|
+
and he cautiously worked it down under the line that was across his
|
938
|
+
shoulders now. The sack cushioned the line and he had found a way of
|
939
|
+
leaning forward against the bow so that he was almost comfortable. The
|
940
|
+
position actually was only somewhat less intolerable; but he thought of
|
941
|
+
it as almost comfortable.
|
942
|
+
|
943
|
+
I can do nothing with him and he can do nothing with me, he thought.
|
944
|
+
Not as long as he keeps this up.
|
945
|
+
|
946
|
+
Once he stood up and urinated over the side of the skiff and looked at
|
947
|
+
the stars and checked his course. The line showed like a
|
948
|
+
phosphorescent streak in the water straight out from his shoulders.
|
949
|
+
They were moving more slowly now and the glow of Havana was not so
|
950
|
+
strong, so that he knew the current must be carrying them to the
|
951
|
+
eastward. If I lose the glare of Havana we must be going more to the
|
952
|
+
eastward, he thought. For if the fish's course held true I must see it
|
953
|
+
for many more hours. I wonder how the baseball came out in the grand
|
954
|
+
leagues today, he thought. It would be wonderful to do this with a
|
955
|
+
radio. Then he thought, think of it always. Think of what you are
|
956
|
+
doing. You must do nothing stupid.
|
957
|
+
|
958
|
+
Then he said aloud, "I wish I had the boy. To help me and to see this."
|
959
|
+
|
960
|
+
No one should be alone in their old age, he thought. But it is
|
961
|
+
unavoidable. I must remember to eat the tuna before he spoils in order
|
962
|
+
to keep strong. Remember, no matter how little you want to, that you
|
963
|
+
must eat him in the morning. Remember, he said to himself.
|
964
|
+
|
965
|
+
During the night two porpoise came around the boat and he could hear
|
966
|
+
them rolling and blowing. He could tell the difference between the
|
967
|
+
blowing noise the male made and the sighing blow of the female.
|
968
|
+
|
969
|
+
"They are good," he said. "They play and make jokes and love one
|
970
|
+
another. They are our brothers like the flying fish."
|
971
|
+
|
972
|
+
Then he began to pity the great fish that he had hooked. He is
|
973
|
+
wonderful and strange and who knows how old he is, he thought. Never
|
974
|
+
have I had such a strong fish nor one who acted so strangely. Perhaps
|
975
|
+
he is too wise to jump. He could ruin me by jumping or by a wild rush.
|
976
|
+
But perhaps he has been hooked many times before and he knows that this
|
977
|
+
is how he should make his fight. He cannot know that it is only one
|
978
|
+
man against him, nor that it is an old man. But what a great fish he
|
979
|
+
is and what he will bring in the market if the flesh is good. He took
|
980
|
+
the bait like a male and he pulls like a male and his fight has no
|
981
|
+
panic in it. I wonder if he has any plans or if he is just as
|
982
|
+
desperate as I am?
|
983
|
+
|
984
|
+
He remembered the time he had hooked one of a pair of marlin. The male
|
985
|
+
fish always let the female fish feed first and the hooked fish, the
|
986
|
+
female, made a wild, panic-stricken, despairing fight that soon
|
987
|
+
exhausted her, and all the time the male had stayed with her, crossing
|
988
|
+
the line and circling with her on the surface. He had stayed so close
|
989
|
+
that the old man was afraid he would cut the line with his tail which
|
990
|
+
was sharp as a scythe and almost of that size and shape. When the old
|
991
|
+
man had gaffed her and clubbed her, holding the rapier bill with its
|
992
|
+
sandpaper edge and clubbing her across the top of her head until her
|
993
|
+
colour turned to a colour almost like the backing of mirrors, and then,
|
994
|
+
with the boy's aid, hoisted her aboard, the male fish had stayed by the
|
995
|
+
side of the boat. Then, while the old man was clearing the lines and
|
996
|
+
preparing the harpoon, the male fish jumped high into the air beside
|
997
|
+
the boat to see where the female was and then went down deep, his
|
998
|
+
lavender wings, that were his pectoral fins, spread wide and all his
|
999
|
+
wide lavender stripes showing. He was beautiful, the old man
|
1000
|
+
remembered, and he had stayed.
|
1001
|
+
|
1002
|
+
That was the saddest thing I ever saw with them, the old man thought.
|
1003
|
+
The boy was sad too and we begged her pardon and butchered her promptly.
|
1004
|
+
|
1005
|
+
"I wish the boy was here," he said aloud and settled himself against
|
1006
|
+
the rounded planks of the bow and felt the strength of the great fish
|
1007
|
+
through the line he held across his shoulders moving steadily toward
|
1008
|
+
whatever he had chosen.
|
1009
|
+
|
1010
|
+
When once, through my treachery, it had been necessary to him to make a
|
1011
|
+
choice, the old man thought.
|
1012
|
+
|
1013
|
+
His choice had been to stay in the deep dark water far out beyond all
|
1014
|
+
snares and traps and treacheries. My choice was to go there to find
|
1015
|
+
him beyond all people. Beyond all people in the world. Now we are
|
1016
|
+
joined together and have been since noon. And no one to help either
|
1017
|
+
one of us.
|
1018
|
+
|
1019
|
+
Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman, he thought. But that was
|
1020
|
+
the thing that I was born for. I must surely remember to eat the tuna
|
1021
|
+
after it gets light.
|
1022
|
+
|
1023
|
+
Some time before daylight something took one of the baits that were
|
1024
|
+
behind him. He heard the stick break and the line begin to rush out
|
1025
|
+
over the gunwale of the skiff. In the darkness he loosened his sheath
|
1026
|
+
knife and taking all the strain of the fish on his left shoulder he
|
1027
|
+
leaned back and cut the line against the wood of the gunwale. Then he
|
1028
|
+
cut the other line closest to him and in the dark made the loose ends
|
1029
|
+
of the reserve coils fast. He worked skillfully with the one hand and
|
1030
|
+
put his foot on the coils to hold them as he drew his knots tight. Now
|
1031
|
+
he had six reserve coils of line. There were two from each bait he had
|
1032
|
+
severed and the two from the bait the fish had taken and they were all
|
1033
|
+
connected.
|
1034
|
+
|
1035
|
+
After it is light, he thought, I will work back to the forty-fathom
|
1036
|
+
bait and cut it away too and link up the reserve coils. I will have
|
1037
|
+
lost two hundred fathoms of good Catalan cordel and the hooks and
|
1038
|
+
leaders. That can be replaced. But who replaces this fish if I hook
|
1039
|
+
some fish and it cuts him off? I don't know what that fish was that
|
1040
|
+
took the bait just now. It could have been a marlin or a broadbill or
|
1041
|
+
a shark. I never felt him. I had to get rid of him too fast.
|
1042
|
+
|
1043
|
+
Aloud he said, "I wish I had the boy."
|
1044
|
+
|
1045
|
+
But you haven't got the boy, he thought. You have only yourself and
|
1046
|
+
you had better work back to the last line now, in the dark or not in
|
1047
|
+
the dark, and cut it away and hook up the two reserve coils.
|
1048
|
+
|
1049
|
+
So he did it. It was difficult in the dark and once the fish made a
|
1050
|
+
surge that pulled him down on his face and made a cut below his eye.
|
1051
|
+
The blood ran down his cheek a little way. But it coagulated and dried
|
1052
|
+
before it reached his chin and he worked his way back to the bow and
|
1053
|
+
rested against the wood. He adjusted the sack and carefully worked the
|
1054
|
+
line so that it came across a new part of his shoulders and, holding it
|
1055
|
+
anchored with his shoulders, he carefully felt the pull of the fish and
|
1056
|
+
then felt with his hand the progress of the skiff through the water.
|
1057
|
+
|
1058
|
+
I wonder what he made that lurch for, he thought. The wire must have
|
1059
|
+
slipped on the great hill of his back. Certainly his back cannot feel
|
1060
|
+
as badly as mine does. But he cannot pull this skiff forever, no
|
1061
|
+
matter how great he is. Now everything is cleared away that might make
|
1062
|
+
trouble and I have a big reserve of line; all that a man can ask.
|
1063
|
+
|
1064
|
+
"Fish," he said softly, aloud, "I'll stay with you until I am dead."
|
1065
|
+
|
1066
|
+
He'll stay with me too, I suppose, the old man thought and he waited
|
1067
|
+
for it to be light. It was cold now in the time before daylight and he
|
1068
|
+
pushed against the wood to be warm. I can do it as long as he can, he
|
1069
|
+
thought. And in the first light the line extended out and down into
|
1070
|
+
the water. The boat moved steadily and when the first edge of the sun
|
1071
|
+
rose it was on the old man's right shoulder.
|
1072
|
+
|
1073
|
+
"He's headed north," the old man said. The current will have set us
|
1074
|
+
far to the eastward, he thought. I wish he would turn with the
|
1075
|
+
current. That would show that he was tiring.
|
1076
|
+
|
1077
|
+
When the sun had risen further the old man realized that the fish was
|
1078
|
+
not tiring. There was only one favorable sign. The slant of the line
|
1079
|
+
showed he was swimming at a lesser depth. That did not necessarily
|
1080
|
+
mean that he would jump. But he might.
|
1081
|
+
|
1082
|
+
"God let him jump," the old man said. "I have enough line to handle
|
1083
|
+
him."
|
1084
|
+
|
1085
|
+
Maybe if I can increase the tension just a little it will hurt him and
|
1086
|
+
he will jump, he thought. Now that it is daylight let him jump so that
|
1087
|
+
he'll fill the sacks along his backbone with air and then he cannot go
|
1088
|
+
deep to die.
|
1089
|
+
|
1090
|
+
He tried to increase the tension, but the line had been taut up to the
|
1091
|
+
very edge of the breaking point since he had hooked the fish and he
|
1092
|
+
felt the harshness as he leaned back to pull and knew he could put no
|
1093
|
+
more strain on it. I must not jerk it ever, he thought. Each jerk
|
1094
|
+
widens the cut the hook makes and then when he does jump he might throw
|
1095
|
+
it. Anyway I feel better with the sun and for once I do not have to
|
1096
|
+
look into it.
|
1097
|
+
|
1098
|
+
There was yellow weed on the line but the old man knew that only made
|
1099
|
+
an added drag and he was pleased. It was the yellow Gulf weed that had
|
1100
|
+
made so much phosphorescence in the night.
|
1101
|
+
|
1102
|
+
"Fish," he said, "I love you and respect you very much. But I will
|
1103
|
+
kill you dead before this day ends."
|
1104
|
+
|
1105
|
+
Let us hope so, he thought.
|
1106
|
+
|
1107
|
+
A small bird came toward the skiff from the north. He was a warbler
|
1108
|
+
and flying very low over the water. The old man could see that he was
|
1109
|
+
very tired.
|
1110
|
+
|
1111
|
+
The bird made the stern of the boat and rested there. Then he flew
|
1112
|
+
around the old man's head and rested on the line where he was more
|
1113
|
+
comfortable.
|
1114
|
+
|
1115
|
+
"How old are you?" the old man asked the bird. "Is this your first
|
1116
|
+
trip?"
|
1117
|
+
|
1118
|
+
The bird looked at him when he spoke. He was too tired even to examine
|
1119
|
+
the line and he teetered on it as his delicate feet gripped it fast.
|
1120
|
+
|
1121
|
+
"It's steady," the old man told him. "It's too steady. You shouldn't
|
1122
|
+
be that tired after a windless night. What are birds coming to?"
|
1123
|
+
|
1124
|
+
The hawks, he thought, that come out to sea to meet them. But he said
|
1125
|
+
nothing of this to the bird who could not understand him anyway and who
|
1126
|
+
would learn about the hawks soon enough.
|
1127
|
+
|
1128
|
+
"Take a good rest, small bird," he said. "Then go in and take your
|
1129
|
+
chance like any man or bird or fish."
|
1130
|
+
|
1131
|
+
It encouraged him to talk because his back had stiffened in the night
|
1132
|
+
and it hurt truly now.
|
1133
|
+
|
1134
|
+
"Stay at my house if you like, bird," he said. "I am sorry I cannot
|
1135
|
+
hoist the sail and take you in with the small breeze that is rising.
|
1136
|
+
But I am with a friend."
|
1137
|
+
|
1138
|
+
Just then the fish gave a sudden lurch that pulled the old man down
|
1139
|
+
onto the bow and would have pulled him overboard if he had not braced
|
1140
|
+
himself and given some line.
|
1141
|
+
|
1142
|
+
The bird had flown up when the line jerked and the old man had not even
|
1143
|
+
seen him go. He felt the line carefully with his right hand and
|
1144
|
+
noticed his hand was bleeding.
|
1145
|
+
|
1146
|
+
"Something hurt him then," he said aloud and pulled back on the line to
|
1147
|
+
see if he could turn the fish. But when he was touching the breaking
|
1148
|
+
point he held steady and settled back against the strain of the line.
|
1149
|
+
|
1150
|
+
"You're feeling it now, fish," he said. "And so, God knows, am I."
|
1151
|
+
|
1152
|
+
He looked around for the bird now because he would have liked him for
|
1153
|
+
company. The bird was gone.
|
1154
|
+
|
1155
|
+
You did not stay long, the man thought. But it is rougher where you
|
1156
|
+
are going until you make the shore. How did I let the fish cut me with
|
1157
|
+
that one quick pull he made? I must be getting very stupid. Or
|
1158
|
+
perhaps I was looking at the small bird and thinking of him. Now I
|
1159
|
+
will pay attention to my work and then I must eat the tuna so that I
|
1160
|
+
will not have a failure of strength.
|
1161
|
+
|
1162
|
+
"I wish the boy were here and that I had some salt," he said aloud.
|
1163
|
+
|
1164
|
+
Shifting the weight of the line to his left shoulder and kneeling
|
1165
|
+
carefully he washed his hand in the ocean and held it there, submerged,
|
1166
|
+
for more than a minute watching the blood trail away and the steady
|
1167
|
+
movement of the water against his hand as the boat moved.
|
1168
|
+
|
1169
|
+
"He has slowed much," he said.
|
1170
|
+
|
1171
|
+
The old man would have liked to keep his hand in the salt water longer
|
1172
|
+
but he was afraid of another sudden lurch by the fish and he stood up
|
1173
|
+
and braced himself and held his hand up against the sun. It was only a
|
1174
|
+
line burn that had cut his flesh. But it was in the working part of
|
1175
|
+
his hand. He knew he would need his hands before this was over and he
|
1176
|
+
did not like to be cut before it started.
|
1177
|
+
|
1178
|
+
"Now," he said, when his hand had dried, "I must eat the small tuna. I
|
1179
|
+
can reach him with the gaff and eat him here in comfort."
|
1180
|
+
|
1181
|
+
He knelt down and found the tuna under the stern with the gaff and drew
|
1182
|
+
it toward him keeping it clear of the coiled lines. Holding the line
|
1183
|
+
with his left shoulder again, and bracing on his left hand and arm, he
|
1184
|
+
took the tuna off the gaff hook and put the gaff back in place. He put
|
1185
|
+
one knee on the fish and cut strips of dark red meat longitudinally
|
1186
|
+
from the back of the head to the tail. They were wedge-shaped strips
|
1187
|
+
and he cut them from next to the back bone down to the edge of the
|
1188
|
+
belly. When he had cut six strips he spread them out on the wood of
|
1189
|
+
the bow, wiped his knife on his trousers, and lifted the carcass of the
|
1190
|
+
bonito by the tail and dropped it overboard.
|
1191
|
+
|
1192
|
+
"I don't think I can eat an entire one," he said and drew his knife
|
1193
|
+
across one of the strips. He could feel the steady hard pull of the
|
1194
|
+
line and his left hand was cramped. It drew up tight on the heavy cord
|
1195
|
+
and he looked at it in disgust.
|
1196
|
+
|
1197
|
+
"What kind of a hand is that," he said. "Cramp then if you want. Make
|
1198
|
+
yourself into a claw. It will do you no good."
|
1199
|
+
|
1200
|
+
Come on, he thought and looked down into the dark water at the slant of
|
1201
|
+
the line. Eat it now and it will strengthen the hand. It is not the
|
1202
|
+
hand's fault and you have been many hours with the fish. But you can
|
1203
|
+
stay with him forever. Eat the bonito now.
|
1204
|
+
|
1205
|
+
He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. It
|
1206
|
+
was not unpleasant.
|
1207
|
+
|
1208
|
+
Chew it well, he thought, and get all the juices. It would not be bad
|
1209
|
+
to eat with a little lime or with lemon or with salt.
|
1210
|
+
|
1211
|
+
"How do you feel, hand?" he asked the cramped hand that was almost as
|
1212
|
+
stiff as rigor mortis. "I'll eat some more for you."
|
1213
|
+
|
1214
|
+
|
1215
|
+
He ate the other part of the piece that he had cut in two. He chewed
|
1216
|
+
it carefully and then spat out the skin.
|
1217
|
+
|
1218
|
+
"How does it go, hand? Or is it too early to know?"
|
1219
|
+
|
1220
|
+
He took another full piece and chewed it.
|
1221
|
+
|
1222
|
+
"It is a strong full-blooded fish," he thought. "I was lucky to get
|
1223
|
+
him instead of dolphin. Dolphin is too sweet. This is hardly sweet at
|
1224
|
+
all and all the strength is still in it."
|
1225
|
+
|
1226
|
+
There is no sense in being anything but practical though, he thought.
|
1227
|
+
I wish I had some salt. And I do not know whether the sun will rot or
|
1228
|
+
dry what is left, so I had better eat it all although I am not hungry.
|
1229
|
+
The fish is calm and steady. I will eat it all and then I will be
|
1230
|
+
ready.
|
1231
|
+
|
1232
|
+
"Be patient, hand," he said. "I do this for you."
|
1233
|
+
|
1234
|
+
I wish I could feed the fish, he thought. He is my brother. But I
|
1235
|
+
must kill him and keep strong to do it. Slowly and conscientiously he
|
1236
|
+
ate all of the wedge-shaped strips of fish.
|
1237
|
+
|
1238
|
+
He straightened up, wiping his hand on his trousers.
|
1239
|
+
|
1240
|
+
"Now," he said. "You can let the cord go, hand, and I will handle him
|
1241
|
+
with the right arm alone until you stop that nonsense." He put his
|
1242
|
+
left foot on the heavy line that the left hand had held and lay back
|
1243
|
+
against the pull against his back.
|
1244
|
+
|
1245
|
+
"God help me to have the cramp go," he said. "Because I do not know
|
1246
|
+
what the fish is going to do."
|
1247
|
+
|
1248
|
+
But he seems calm, he thought, and following his plan. But what is his
|
1249
|
+
plan, he thought. And what is mine? Mine I must improvise to his
|
1250
|
+
because of his great size. If he will jump I can kill him. But he
|
1251
|
+
stays down forever. Then I will stay down with him forever.
|
1252
|
+
|
1253
|
+
He rubbed the cramped hand against his trousers and tried to gentle the
|
1254
|
+
fingers. But it would not open. Maybe it will open with the sun, he
|
1255
|
+
thought. Maybe it will open when the strong raw tuna is digested. If
|
1256
|
+
I have to have it, I will open it, cost whatever it costs. But I do
|
1257
|
+
not want to open it now by force. Let it open by itself and come back
|
1258
|
+
of its own accord. After all I abused it much in the night when it was
|
1259
|
+
necessary to free and unite the various lines.
|
1260
|
+
|
1261
|
+
He looked across the sea and knew how alone he was now. But he could
|
1262
|
+
see the prisms in the deep dark water and the line stretching ahead and
|
1263
|
+
the strange undulation of the calm. The clouds were building up now
|
1264
|
+
for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks
|
1265
|
+
etching themselves against the sky over the water, then blurring, then
|
1266
|
+
etching again and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.
|
1267
|
+
|
1268
|
+
He thought of how some men feared being out of sight of land in a small
|
1269
|
+
boat and knew they were right in the months of sudden bad weather. But
|
1270
|
+
now they were in hurricane months and, when there are no hurricanes,
|
1271
|
+
the weather of hurricane months is the best of all the year.
|
1272
|
+
|
1273
|
+
If there is a hurricane you always see the signs of it in the sky for
|
1274
|
+
days ahead, if you are at sea. They do not see it ashore because they
|
1275
|
+
do not know what to look for, he thought. The land must make a
|
1276
|
+
difference too, in the shape of the clouds. But we have no hurricane
|
1277
|
+
coming now.
|
1278
|
+
|
1279
|
+
He looked at the sky and saw the white cumulus built like friendly
|
1280
|
+
piles of ice cream and high above were the thin feathers of the cirrus
|
1281
|
+
against the high September sky.
|
1282
|
+
|
1283
|
+
"Light brisa," he said. "Better weather for me than for you, fish."
|
1284
|
+
|
1285
|
+
His left hand was still cramped, but he was unknotting it slowly.
|
1286
|
+
|
1287
|
+
I hate a cramp, he thought. It is a treachery of one's own body. It
|
1288
|
+
is humiliating before others to have a diarrhoea from ptomaine
|
1289
|
+
poisoning or to vomit from it. But a cramp, he thought of it as a
|
1290
|
+
calambre, humiliates oneself especially when one is alone.
|
1291
|
+
|
1292
|
+
If the boy were here he could rub it for me and loosen it down from the
|
1293
|
+
forearm, he thought. But it will loosen up.
|
1294
|
+
|
1295
|
+
Then, with his right hand he felt the difference in the pull of the
|
1296
|
+
line before he saw the slant change in the water. Then, as he leaned
|
1297
|
+
against the line and slapped his left hand hard and fast against his
|
1298
|
+
thigh he saw the line slanting slowly upward.
|
1299
|
+
|
1300
|
+
"He's coming up," he said. "Come on hand. Please come on."
|
1301
|
+
|
1302
|
+
The line rose slowly and steadily and then the surface of the ocean
|
1303
|
+
bulged ahead of the boat and the fish came out. He came out unendingly
|
1304
|
+
and water poured from his sides. He was bright in the sun and his head
|
1305
|
+
and back were dark purple and in the sun the stripes on his sides
|
1306
|
+
showed wide and a light lavender. His sword was as long as a baseball
|
1307
|
+
bat and tapered like a rapier and he rose his full length from the
|
1308
|
+
water and then re-entered it, smoothly, like a diver and the old man
|
1309
|
+
saw the great scythe-blade of his tail go under and the line commenced
|
1310
|
+
to race out.
|
1311
|
+
|
1312
|
+
"He is two feet longer than the skiff," the old man said. The line was
|
1313
|
+
going out fast but steadily and the fish was not panicked. The old man
|
1314
|
+
was trying with both hands to keep the line just inside of breaking
|
1315
|
+
strength. He knew that if he could not slow the fish with a steady
|
1316
|
+
pressure the fish could take out all the line and break it.
|
1317
|
+
|
1318
|
+
He is a great fish and I must convince him, he thought. I must never
|
1319
|
+
let him learn his strength nor what he could do if he made his run. If
|
1320
|
+
I were him I would put in everything now and go until something broke.
|
1321
|
+
But, thank God, they are not as intelligent as we who kill them;
|
1322
|
+
although they are more noble and more able.
|
1323
|
+
|
1324
|
+
The old man had seen many great fish. He had seen many that weighed
|
1325
|
+
more than a thousand pounds and he had caught two of that size in his
|
1326
|
+
life, but never alone. Now alone, and out of sight of land, he was
|
1327
|
+
fast to the biggest fish that he had ever seen and bigger than he had
|
1328
|
+
ever heard of, and his left hand was still as tight as the gripped
|
1329
|
+
claws of an eagle.
|
1330
|
+
|
1331
|
+
It will uncramp though, he thought. Surely it will uncramp to help my
|
1332
|
+
right hand. There are three things that are brothers: the fish and my
|
1333
|
+
two hands. It must uncramp. It is unworthy of it to be cramped. The
|
1334
|
+
fish had slowed again and was going at his usual pace.
|
1335
|
+
|
1336
|
+
I wonder why he jumped, the old man thought. He jumped almost as
|
1337
|
+
though to show me how big he was. I know now, anyway, he thought. I
|
1338
|
+
wish I could show him what sort of man I am. But then he would see the
|
1339
|
+
cramped hand. Let him think I am more man than I am and I will be so.
|
1340
|
+
I wish I was the fish, he thought, with everything he has against only
|
1341
|
+
my will and my intelligence.
|
1342
|
+
|
1343
|
+
He settled comfortably against the wood and took his suffering as it
|
1344
|
+
came and the fish swam steadily and the boat moved slowly through the
|
1345
|
+
dark water. There was a small sea rising with the wind coming up from
|
1346
|
+
the east and at noon the old man's left hand was uncramped.
|
1347
|
+
|
1348
|
+
"Bad news for you, fish," he said and shifted the line over the sacks
|
1349
|
+
that covered his shoulders.
|
1350
|
+
|
1351
|
+
He was comfortable but suffering, although he did not admit the
|
1352
|
+
suffering at all.
|
1353
|
+
|
1354
|
+
"I am not religious," he said. "But I will say ten Our Fathers and ten
|
1355
|
+
Hail Marys that I should catch this fish, and I promise to make a
|
1356
|
+
pilgrimage to the Virgen de Cobre if I catch him. That is a promise."
|
1357
|
+
|
1358
|
+
He commenced to say his prayers mechanically. Sometimes he would be so
|
1359
|
+
tired that he could not remember the prayer and then he would say them
|
1360
|
+
fast so that they would come automatically. Hail Marys are easier to
|
1361
|
+
say than Our Fathers, he thought.
|
1362
|
+
|
1363
|
+
"Hail Mary full of Grace the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among
|
1364
|
+
women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother
|
1365
|
+
of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen."
|
1366
|
+
Then he added, "Blessed Virgin, pray for the death of this fish.
|
1367
|
+
Wonderful though he is."
|
1368
|
+
|
1369
|
+
With his prayers said, and feeling much better, but suffering exactly
|
1370
|
+
as much, and perhaps a little more, he leaned against the wood of the
|
1371
|
+
bow and began, mechanically, to work the fingers of his left hand.
|
1372
|
+
|
1373
|
+
The sun was hot now although the breeze was rising gently.
|
1374
|
+
|
1375
|
+
"I had better re-bait that little line out over the stern," he said.
|
1376
|
+
"If the fish decides to stay another night I will need to eat again and
|
1377
|
+
the water is low in the bottle. I don't think I can get anything but a
|
1378
|
+
dolphin here. But if I eat him fresh enough he won't be bad. I wish a
|
1379
|
+
flying fish would come on board tonight. But I have no light to
|
1380
|
+
attract them. A flying fish is excellent to eat raw and I would not
|
1381
|
+
have to cut him up. I must save all my strength now. Christ, I did
|
1382
|
+
not know he was so big."
|
1383
|
+
|
1384
|
+
"I'll kill him though," he said. "In all his greatness and his glory."
|
1385
|
+
|
1386
|
+
Although it is unjust, he thought. But I will show him what a man can
|
1387
|
+
do and what a man endures.
|
1388
|
+
|
1389
|
+
"I told the boy I was a strange old man," he said. "Now is when I must
|
1390
|
+
prove it."
|
1391
|
+
|
1392
|
+
The thousand times that he had proved it meant nothing. Now he was
|
1393
|
+
proving it again. Each time was a new time and he never thought about
|
1394
|
+
the past when he was doing it.
|
1395
|
+
|
1396
|
+
I wish he'd sleep and I could sleep and dream about the lions, he
|
1397
|
+
thought. Why are the lions the main thing that is left? Don't think,
|
1398
|
+
old man, he said to himself. Rest gently now against the wood and
|
1399
|
+
think of nothing. He is working. Work as little as you can.
|
1400
|
+
|
1401
|
+
It was getting into the afternoon and the boat still moved slowly and
|
1402
|
+
steadily. But there was an added drag now from the easterly breeze and
|
1403
|
+
the old man rode gently with the small sea and the hurt of the cord
|
1404
|
+
across his back came to him easily and smoothly.
|
1405
|
+
|
1406
|
+
Once in the afternoon the line started to rise again. But the fish
|
1407
|
+
only continued to swim at a slightly higher level. The sun was on the
|
1408
|
+
old man's left arm and shoulder and on his back. So he knew the fish
|
1409
|
+
had turned east of north.
|
1410
|
+
|
1411
|
+
Now that he had seen him once, he could picture the fish swimming in
|
1412
|
+
the water with his purple pectoral fins set wide as wings and the great
|
1413
|
+
erect tail slicing through the dark. I wonder how much he sees at that
|
1414
|
+
depth, the old man thought. His eye is huge and a horse, with much
|
1415
|
+
less eye, can see in the dark. Once I could see quite well in the
|
1416
|
+
dark. Not in the absolute dark. But almost as a cat sees.
|
1417
|
+
|
1418
|
+
The sun and his steady movement of his fingers had uncramped his left
|
1419
|
+
hand now completely and he began to shift more of the strain to it and
|
1420
|
+
he shrugged the muscles of his back to shift the hurt of the cord a
|
1421
|
+
little.
|
1422
|
+
|
1423
|
+
"If you're not tired, fish," he said aloud, "you must be very strange."
|
1424
|
+
|
1425
|
+
He felt very tired now and he knew the night would come soon and he
|
1426
|
+
tried to think of other things. He thought of the Big Leagues, to him
|
1427
|
+
they were the Gran Ligas, and he knew that the Yankees of New York
|
1428
|
+
were playing the Tigres of Detroit.
|
1429
|
+
|
1430
|
+
This is the second day now that I do not know the result of the
|
1431
|
+
juegos, he thought. But I must have confidence and I must be worthy
|
1432
|
+
of the great DiMaggio who does all things perfectly even with the pain
|
1433
|
+
of the bone spur in his heel. What is a bone spur? he asked himself.
|
1434
|
+
Un espuela de hueso. We do not have them. Can it be as painful as
|
1435
|
+
the spur of a fighting cock in one's heel? I do not think I could
|
1436
|
+
endure that or the loss of the eye and of both eyes and continue to
|
1437
|
+
fight as the fighting cocks do. Man is not much beside the great birds
|
1438
|
+
and beasts. Still I would rather be that beast down there in the
|
1439
|
+
darkness of the sea.
|
1440
|
+
|
1441
|
+
"Unless sharks come," he said aloud. "If sharks come, God pity him and
|
1442
|
+
me."
|
1443
|
+
|
1444
|
+
Do you believe the great DiMaggio would stay with a fish as long as I
|
1445
|
+
will stay with this one? he thought. I am sure he would and more since
|
1446
|
+
he is young and strong. Also his father was a fisherman. But would
|
1447
|
+
the bone spur hurt him too much?
|
1448
|
+
|
1449
|
+
"I do not know," he said aloud. "I never had a bone spur."
|
1450
|
+
|
1451
|
+
As the sun set he remembered, to give himself more confidence, the time
|
1452
|
+
in the tavern at Casablanca when he had played the hand game with the
|
1453
|
+
great negro from Cienfuegos who was the strongest man on the docks.
|
1454
|
+
They had gone one day and one night with their elbows on a chalk line
|
1455
|
+
on the table and their forearms straight up and their hands gripped
|
1456
|
+
tight. Each one was trying to force the other's hand down onto the
|
1457
|
+
table. There was much betting and people went in and out of the room
|
1458
|
+
under the kerosene lights and he had looked at the arm and hand of the
|
1459
|
+
negro and at the negro's face. They changed the referees every four
|
1460
|
+
hours after the first eight so that the referees could sleep. Blood
|
1461
|
+
came out from under the fingernails of both his and the negro's hands
|
1462
|
+
and they looked each other in the eye and at their hands and forearms
|
1463
|
+
and the bettors went in and out of the room and sat on high chairs
|
1464
|
+
against the wall and watched. The walls were painted bright blue and
|
1465
|
+
were of wood and the lamps threw their shadows against them. The
|
1466
|
+
negro's shadow was huge and it moved on the wall as the breeze moved
|
1467
|
+
the lamps.
|
1468
|
+
|
1469
|
+
The odds would change back and forth all night and they fed the negro
|
1470
|
+
rum and lighted cigarettes for him. Then the negro, after the rum,
|
1471
|
+
would try for a tremendous effort and once he had the old man, who was
|
1472
|
+
not an old man then but was Santiago El Campeon, nearly three inches
|
1473
|
+
off balance. But the old man had raised his hand up to dead even
|
1474
|
+
again. He was sure then that he had the negro, who was a fine man and
|
1475
|
+
a great athlete, beaten. And at daylight when the bettors were asking
|
1476
|
+
that it be called a draw and the referee was shaking his head, he had
|
1477
|
+
unleashed his effort and forced the hand of the negro down and down
|
1478
|
+
until it rested on the wood. The match had started on a Sunday morning
|
1479
|
+
and ended on a Monday morning. Many of the bettors had asked for a
|
1480
|
+
draw because they had to go to work on the docks loading sacks of sugar
|
1481
|
+
or at the Havana Coal Company. Otherwise everyone would have wanted it
|
1482
|
+
to go to a finish. But he had finished it anyway and before anyone had
|
1483
|
+
to go to work.
|
1484
|
+
|
1485
|
+
For a long time after that everyone had called him The Champion and
|
1486
|
+
there had been a return match in the spring. But not much money was
|
1487
|
+
bet and he had won it quite easily since he had broken the confidence
|
1488
|
+
of the negro from Cienfuegos in the first match. After that he had a
|
1489
|
+
few matches and then no more. He decided that he could beat anyone if
|
1490
|
+
he wanted to badly enough and he decided that it was bad for his right
|
1491
|
+
hand for fishing. He had tried a few practice matches with his left
|
1492
|
+
hand. But his left hand had always been a traitor and would not do
|
1493
|
+
what he called on it to do and he did not trust it.
|
1494
|
+
|
1495
|
+
The sun will bake it out well now, he thought. It should not cramp on
|
1496
|
+
me again unless it gets too cold in the night. I wonder what this
|
1497
|
+
night will bring.
|
1498
|
+
|
1499
|
+
An airplane passed over head on its course to Miami and he watched its
|
1500
|
+
shadow scaring up the schools of flying fish.
|
1501
|
+
|
1502
|
+
"With so much flying fish there should be dolphin," he said, and leaned
|
1503
|
+
back on the line to see if it was possible to gain any on his fish.
|
1504
|
+
But he could not and it stayed at the hardness and water-drop shivering
|
1505
|
+
that preceded breaking. The boat moved ahead slowly and he watched the
|
1506
|
+
airplane until he could no longer see it.
|
1507
|
+
|
1508
|
+
It must be very strange in an airplane, he thought. I wonder what the
|
1509
|
+
sea looks like from that height? They should be able to see the fish
|
1510
|
+
well if they do not fly too high. I would like to fly very slowly at
|
1511
|
+
two hundred fathoms high and see the fish from above. In the turtle
|
1512
|
+
boats I was in the cross-trees of the mast-head and even at that height
|
1513
|
+
I saw much. The dolphin look greener from there and you can see their
|
1514
|
+
stripes and their purple spots and you can see all of the school as
|
1515
|
+
they swim. Why is it that all the fast-moving fish of the dark current
|
1516
|
+
have purple backs and usually purple stripes or spots? The dolphin
|
1517
|
+
looks green of course because he is really golden. But when he comes
|
1518
|
+
to feed, truly hungry, purple stripes show on his sides as on a marlin.
|
1519
|
+
Can it be anger, or the greater speed he makes that brings them out?
|
1520
|
+
|
1521
|
+
Just before it was dark, as they passed a great island of Sargasso weed
|
1522
|
+
that heaved and swung in the light sea as though the ocean were making
|
1523
|
+
love with something under a yellow blanket, his small line was taken by
|
1524
|
+
a dolphin. He saw it first when it jumped in the air, true gold in the
|
1525
|
+
last of the sun and bending and flapping wildly in the air. It jumped
|
1526
|
+
again and again in the acrobatics of its fear and he worked his way
|
1527
|
+
back to the stern and crouching and holding the big line with his right
|
1528
|
+
hand and arm, he pulled the dolphin in with his left hand, stepping on
|
1529
|
+
the gained line each time with his bare left foot. When the fish was
|
1530
|
+
at the stern, plunging and cutting from side to side in desperation,
|
1531
|
+
the old man leaned over the stern and lifted the burnished gold fish
|
1532
|
+
with its purple spots over the stern. Its jaws were working
|
1533
|
+
convulsively in quick bites against the hook and it pounded the bottom
|
1534
|
+
of the skiff with its long flat body, its tail and its head until he
|
1535
|
+
clubbed it across the shining golden head until it shivered and was
|
1536
|
+
still.
|
1537
|
+
|
1538
|
+
The old man unhooked the fish, rebaited the line with another sardine
|
1539
|
+
and tossed it over. Then he worked his way slowly back to the bow. He
|
1540
|
+
washed his left hand and wiped it on his trousers. Then he shifted the
|
1541
|
+
heavy line from his right hand to his left and washed his right hand in
|
1542
|
+
the sea while he watched the sun go into the ocean and the slant of the
|
1543
|
+
big cord.
|
1544
|
+
|
1545
|
+
"He hasn't changed at all," he said. But watching the movement of the
|
1546
|
+
water against his hand he noted that it was perceptibly slower.
|
1547
|
+
|
1548
|
+
"I'll lash the two oars together across the stern and that will slow
|
1549
|
+
him in the night," he said. "He's good for the night and so am I."
|
1550
|
+
|
1551
|
+
It would be better to gut the dolphin a little later to save the blood
|
1552
|
+
in the meat, he thought. I can do that a little later and lash the
|
1553
|
+
oars to make a drag at the same time. I had better keep the fish quiet
|
1554
|
+
now and not disturb him too much at sunset. The setting of the sun is
|
1555
|
+
a difficult time for all fish.
|
1556
|
+
|
1557
|
+
He let his hand dry in the air then grasped the line with it and eased
|
1558
|
+
himself as much as he could and allowed himself to be pulled forward
|
1559
|
+
against the wood so that the boat took the strain as much, or more,
|
1560
|
+
than he did.
|
1561
|
+
|
1562
|
+
I'm learning how to do it, he thought. This part of it anyway. Then
|
1563
|
+
too, remember he hasn't eaten since he took the bait and he is huge and
|
1564
|
+
needs much food. I have eaten the whole bonito. Tomorrow I will eat
|
1565
|
+
the dolphin. He called it dorado. Perhaps I should eat some of it
|
1566
|
+
when I clean it. It will be harder to eat than the bonito. But, then,
|
1567
|
+
nothing is easy.
|
1568
|
+
|
1569
|
+
"How do you feel, fish?" he asked aloud. "I feel good and my left hand
|
1570
|
+
is better and I have food for a night and a day. Pull the boat, fish."
|
1571
|
+
|
1572
|
+
He did not truly feel good because the pain from the cord across his
|
1573
|
+
back had almost passed pain and gone into a dullness that he
|
1574
|
+
mistrusted. But I have had worse things than that, he thought. My
|
1575
|
+
hand is only cut a little and the cramp is gone from the other. My
|
1576
|
+
legs are all right. Also now I have gained on him in the question of
|
1577
|
+
sustenance.
|
1578
|
+
|
1579
|
+
It was dark now as it becomes dark quickly after the sun sets in
|
1580
|
+
September. He lay against the worn wood of the bow and rested all that
|
1581
|
+
he could. The first stars were out. He did not know the name of Rigel
|
1582
|
+
but he saw it and knew soon they would all be out and he would have all
|
1583
|
+
his distant friends.
|
1584
|
+
|
1585
|
+
"The fish is my friend too," he said aloud. "I have never seen or
|
1586
|
+
heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have
|
1587
|
+
to try to kill the stars."
|
1588
|
+
|
1589
|
+
Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The
|
1590
|
+
moon runs away. But imagine if a man each day should have to try to
|
1591
|
+
kill the sun? We were born lucky, he thought.
|
1592
|
+
|
1593
|
+
Then he was sorry for the great fish that had nothing to eat and his
|
1594
|
+
determination to kill him never relaxed in his sorrow for him. How
|
1595
|
+
many people will he feed, he thought. But are they worthy to eat him?
|
1596
|
+
No, of course not. There is no one worthy of eating him from the
|
1597
|
+
manner of his behaviour and his great dignity.
|
1598
|
+
|
1599
|
+
I do not understand these things, he thought. But it is good that we
|
1600
|
+
do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is
|
1601
|
+
enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.
|
1602
|
+
|
1603
|
+
Now, he thought, I must think about the drag. It has its perils and
|
1604
|
+
its merits. I may lose so much line that I will lose him, if he makes
|
1605
|
+
his effort and the drag made by the oars is in place and the boat loses
|
1606
|
+
all her lightness. Her lightness prolongs both our suffering but it is
|
1607
|
+
my safety since he has great speed that he has never yet employed. No
|
1608
|
+
matter what passes I must gut the dolphin so he does not spoil and eat
|
1609
|
+
some of him to be strong.
|
1610
|
+
|
1611
|
+
Now I will rest an hour more and feel that he is solid and steady
|
1612
|
+
before I move back to the stern to do the work and make the decision.
|
1613
|
+
In the meantime I can see how he acts and if he shows any changes. The
|
1614
|
+
oars are a good trick; but it has reached the time to play for safety.
|
1615
|
+
He is much fish still and I saw that the hook was in the corner of his
|
1616
|
+
mouth and he has kept his mouth tight shut. The punishment of the hook
|
1617
|
+
is nothing. The punishment of hunger, and that he is against something
|
1618
|
+
that he does not comprehend, is everything. Rest now, old man, and let
|
1619
|
+
him work until your next duty comes.
|
1620
|
+
|
1621
|
+
He rested for what he believed to be two hours. The moon did not rise
|
1622
|
+
now until late and he had no way of judging the time. Nor was he
|
1623
|
+
really resting except comparatively. He was still bearing the pull of
|
1624
|
+
the fish across his shoulders but he placed his left hand on the
|
1625
|
+
gunwale of the bow and confided more and more of the resistance to the
|
1626
|
+
fish to the skiff itself.
|
1627
|
+
|
1628
|
+
How simple it would be if I could make the line fast, he thought. But
|
1629
|
+
with one small lurch he could break it. I must cushion the pull of the
|
1630
|
+
line with my body and at all times be ready to give line with both
|
1631
|
+
hands.
|
1632
|
+
|
1633
|
+
"But you have not slept yet, old man," he said aloud. "It is half a
|
1634
|
+
day and a night and now another day and you have not slept. You must
|
1635
|
+
devise a way so that you sleep a little if he is quiet and steady. If
|
1636
|
+
you do not sleep you might become unclear in the head."
|
1637
|
+
|
1638
|
+
I'm clear enough in the head, he thought. Too clear. I am as clear as
|
1639
|
+
the stars that are my brothers. Still I must sleep. They sleep and
|
1640
|
+
the moon and the sun sleep and even the ocean sleeps sometimes on
|
1641
|
+
certain days when there is no current and a flat calm.
|
1642
|
+
|
1643
|
+
But remember to sleep, he thought. Make yourself do it and devise some
|
1644
|
+
simple and sure way about the lines. Now go back and prepare the
|
1645
|
+
dolphin. It is too dangerous to rig the oars as a drag if you must
|
1646
|
+
sleep.
|
1647
|
+
|
1648
|
+
I could go without sleeping, he told himself. But it would be too
|
1649
|
+
dangerous.
|
1650
|
+
|
1651
|
+
He started to work his way back to the stern on his hands and knees,
|
1652
|
+
being careful not to jerk against the fish. He may be half asleep
|
1653
|
+
himself, he thought. But I do not want him to rest. He must pull
|
1654
|
+
until he dies.
|
1655
|
+
|
1656
|
+
Back in the stern he turned so that his left hand held the strain of
|
1657
|
+
the line across his shoulders and drew his knife from its sheath with
|
1658
|
+
his right hand. The stars were bright now and he saw the dolphin
|
1659
|
+
clearly and he pushed the blade of his knife into his head and drew him
|
1660
|
+
|
1661
|
+
out from under the stern. He put one of his feet on the fish and slit
|
1662
|
+
him quickly from the vent up to the tip of his lower jaw. Then he put
|
1663
|
+
his knife down and gutted him with his right hand, scooping him clean
|
1664
|
+
and pulling the gills clear. He felt the maw heavy and slippery in his
|
1665
|
+
hands and he slit it open. There were two flying fish inside. They
|
1666
|
+
were fresh and hard and he laid them side by side and dropped the guts
|
1667
|
+
and the gills over the stern. They sank leaving a trail of
|
1668
|
+
phosphorescence in the water. The dolphin was cold and a leprous
|
1669
|
+
gray-white now in the starlight and the old man skinned one side of him
|
1670
|
+
while he held his right foot on the fish's head. Then he turned him
|
1671
|
+
over and skinned the other side and cut each side off from the head
|
1672
|
+
down to the tail.
|
1673
|
+
|
1674
|
+
He slid the carcass overboard and looked to see if there was any swirl
|
1675
|
+
in the water. But there was only the light of its slow descent. He
|
1676
|
+
turned then and placed the two flying fish inside the two fillets of
|
1677
|
+
fish and putting his knife back in its sheath, he worked his way slowly
|
1678
|
+
back to the bow. His back was bent with the weight of the line across
|
1679
|
+
it and he carried the fish in his right hand.
|
1680
|
+
|
1681
|
+
Back in the bow he laid the two fillets of fish out on the wood with
|
1682
|
+
the flying fish beside them. After that he settled the line across his
|
1683
|
+
shoulders in a new place and held it again with his left hand resting
|
1684
|
+
on the gunwale. Then he leaned over the side and washed the flying
|
1685
|
+
fish in the water, noting the speed of the water against his hand. His
|
1686
|
+
hand was phosphorescent from skinning the fish and he watched the flow
|
1687
|
+
of the water against it. The flow was less strong and as he rubbed the
|
1688
|
+
side of his hand against the planking of the skiff, particles of
|
1689
|
+
phosphorus floated off and drifted slowly astern.
|
1690
|
+
|
1691
|
+
"He is tiring or he is resting," the old man said. "Now let me get
|
1692
|
+
through the eating of this dolphin and get some rest and a little
|
1693
|
+
sleep."
|
1694
|
+
|
1695
|
+
Under the stars and with the night colder all the time he ate half of
|
1696
|
+
one of the dolphin fillets and one of the flying fish, gutted and with
|
1697
|
+
its head cut off.
|
1698
|
+
|
1699
|
+
"What an excellent fish dolphin is to eat cooked," he said. "And what
|
1700
|
+
a miserable fish raw. I will never go in a boat again without salt or
|
1701
|
+
limes."
|
1702
|
+
|
1703
|
+
If I had brains I would have splashed water on the bow all day and
|
1704
|
+
drying, it would have made salt, he thought. But then I did not hook
|
1705
|
+
the dolphin until almost sunset. Still it was a lack of preparation.
|
1706
|
+
But I have chewed it all well and I am not nauseated.
|
1707
|
+
|
1708
|
+
The sky was clouding over to the east and one after another the stars
|
1709
|
+
he knew were gone. It looked now as though he were moving into a great
|
1710
|
+
canyon of clouds and the wind had dropped.
|
1711
|
+
|
1712
|
+
"There will be bad weather in three or four days," he said. "But not
|
1713
|
+
tonight and not tomorrow. Rig now to get some sleep, old man, while
|
1714
|
+
the fish is calm and steady."
|
1715
|
+
|
1716
|
+
He held the line tight in his right hand and then pushed his thigh
|
1717
|
+
against his right hand as he leaned all his weight against the wood of
|
1718
|
+
the bow. Then he passed the line a little lower on his shoulders and
|
1719
|
+
braced his left hand on it.
|
1720
|
+
|
1721
|
+
My right hand can hold it as long as it is braced, he thought. If it
|
1722
|
+
relaxes in sleep my left hand will wake me as the line goes out. It is
|
1723
|
+
hard on the right hand. But he is used to punishment. Even if I sleep
|
1724
|
+
twenty minutes or a half an hour it is good. He lay forward cramping
|
1725
|
+
himself against the line with all of his body, putting all his weight
|
1726
|
+
onto his right hand, and he was asleep.
|
1727
|
+
|
1728
|
+
He did not dream of the lions but instead of a vast school of porpoises
|
1729
|
+
that stretched for eight or ten miles and it was in the time of their
|
1730
|
+
mating and they would leap high into the air and return into the same
|
1731
|
+
hole they had made in the water when they leaped.
|
1732
|
+
|
1733
|
+
Then he dreamed that he was in the village on his bed and there was a
|
1734
|
+
norther and he was very cold and his right arm was asleep because his
|
1735
|
+
head had rested on it instead of a pillow.
|
1736
|
+
|
1737
|
+
After that he began to dream of the long yellow beach and he saw the
|
1738
|
+
first of the lions come down onto it in the early dark and then the
|
1739
|
+
other lions came and he rested his chin on the wood of the bows where
|
1740
|
+
the ship lay anchored with the evening off-shore breeze and he waited
|
1741
|
+
to see if there would be more lions and he was happy.
|
1742
|
+
|
1743
|
+
The moon had been up for a long time but he slept on and the fish
|
1744
|
+
pulled on steadily and the boat moved into the tunnel of clouds.
|
1745
|
+
|
1746
|
+
He woke with the jerk of his right fist coming up against his face and
|
1747
|
+
the line burning out through his right hand. He had no feeling of his
|
1748
|
+
left hand but he braked all he could with his right and the line rushed
|
1749
|
+
out. Finally his left hand found the line and he leaned back against
|
1750
|
+
the line and now it burned his back and his left hand, and his left
|
1751
|
+
hand was taking all the strain and cutting badly. He looked back at
|
1752
|
+
the coils of line and they were feeding smoothly. Just then the fish
|
1753
|
+
jumped making a great bursting of the ocean and then a heavy fall.
|
1754
|
+
Then he jumped again and again and the boat was going fast although
|
1755
|
+
line was still racing out and the old man was raising the strain to
|
1756
|
+
breaking point and raising it to breaking point again and again. He
|
1757
|
+
had been pulled down tight onto the bow and his face was in the cut
|
1758
|
+
slice of dolphin and he could not move.
|
1759
|
+
|
1760
|
+
This is what we waited for, he thought. So now let us take it.
|
1761
|
+
|
1762
|
+
Make him pay for the line, he thought. Make him pay for it.
|
1763
|
+
|
1764
|
+
He could not see the fish's jumps but only heard the breaking of the
|
1765
|
+
ocean and the heavy splash as he fell. The speed of the line was
|
1766
|
+
cutting his hands badly but he had always known this would happen and
|
1767
|
+
he tried to keep the cutting across the calloused parts and not let the
|
1768
|
+
line slip into the palm nor cut the fingers.
|
1769
|
+
|
1770
|
+
If the boy was here he would wet the coils of line, he thought. Yes.
|
1771
|
+
If the boy were here. If the boy were here.
|
1772
|
+
|
1773
|
+
The line went out and out and out but it was slowing now and he was
|
1774
|
+
making the fish earn each inch of it. Now he got his head up from the
|
1775
|
+
wood and out of the slice of fish that his cheek had crushed. Then he
|
1776
|
+
was on his knees and then he rose slowly to his feet. He was ceding
|
1777
|
+
line but more slowly all the time. He worked back to where he could
|
1778
|
+
feel with his foot the coils of line that he could not see. There was
|
1779
|
+
plenty of line still and now the fish had to pull the friction of all
|
1780
|
+
that new line through the water.
|
1781
|
+
|
1782
|
+
Yes, he thought. And now he has jumped more than a dozen times and
|
1783
|
+
filled the sacks along his back with air and he cannot go down deep to
|
1784
|
+
die where I cannot bring him up. He will start circling soon and then
|
1785
|
+
I must work on him. I wonder what started him so suddenly? Could it
|
1786
|
+
have been hunger that made him desperate, or was he frightened by
|
1787
|
+
something in the night? Maybe he suddenly felt fear. But he was such
|
1788
|
+
a calm, strong fish and he seemed so fearless and so confident. It is
|
1789
|
+
strange.
|
1790
|
+
|
1791
|
+
"You better be fearless and confident yourself, old man," he said.
|
1792
|
+
"You're holding him again but you cannot get line. But soon he has to
|
1793
|
+
circle."
|
1794
|
+
|
1795
|
+
The old man held him with his left hand and his shoulders now and
|
1796
|
+
stooped down and scooped up water in his right hand to get the crushed
|
1797
|
+
dolphin flesh off of his face. He was afraid that it might nauseate
|
1798
|
+
him and he would vomit and lose his strength. When his face was
|
1799
|
+
cleaned he washed his right hand in the water over the side and then
|
1800
|
+
let it stay in the salt water while he watched the first light come
|
1801
|
+
before the sunrise. He's headed almost east, he thought. That means
|
1802
|
+
he is tired and going with the current. Soon he will have to circle.
|
1803
|
+
Then our true work begins.
|
1804
|
+
|
1805
|
+
After he judged that his right hand had been in the water long enough
|
1806
|
+
he took it out and looked at it. "It is not bad," he said. "And pain
|
1807
|
+
does not matter to a man."
|
1808
|
+
|
1809
|
+
He took hold of the line carefully so that it did not fit into any of
|
1810
|
+
the fresh line cuts and shifted his weight so that he could put his
|
1811
|
+
left hand into the sea on the other side of the skiff.
|
1812
|
+
|
1813
|
+
"You did not do so badly for something worthless," he said to his left
|
1814
|
+
hand. "But there was a moment when I could not find you."
|
1815
|
+
|
1816
|
+
Why was I not born with two good hands? he thought. Perhaps it was my
|
1817
|
+
fault in not training that one properly. But God knows he has had
|
1818
|
+
enough chances to learn. He did not do so badly in the night, though,
|
1819
|
+
and he has only cramped once. If he cramps again let the line cut him
|
1820
|
+
off.
|
1821
|
+
|
1822
|
+
When he thought that he knew that he was not being clear-headed and he
|
1823
|
+
thought he should chew some more of the dolphin. But I can't, he told
|
1824
|
+
himself. It is better to be light-headed than to lose your strength
|
1825
|
+
from nausea. And I know I cannot keep it if I eat it since my face was
|
1826
|
+
in it. I will keep it for an emergency until it goes bad. But it is
|
1827
|
+
too late to try for strength now through nourishment. You're stupid,
|
1828
|
+
he told himself. Eat the other flying fish.
|
1829
|
+
|
1830
|
+
It was there, cleaned and ready, and he picked it up with his left hand
|
1831
|
+
and ate it chewing the bones carefully and eating all of it down to the
|
1832
|
+
tail.
|
1833
|
+
|
1834
|
+
It has more nourishment than almost any fish, he thought. At least the
|
1835
|
+
kind of strength that I need. Now I have done what I can, he thought.
|
1836
|
+
Let him begin to circle and let the fight come.
|
1837
|
+
|
1838
|
+
The sun was rising for the third time since he had put to sea when the
|
1839
|
+
fish started to circle.
|
1840
|
+
|
1841
|
+
He could not see by the slant of the line that the fish was circling.
|
1842
|
+
It was too early for that. He just felt a faint slackening of the
|
1843
|
+
pressure of the line and he commenced to pull on it gently with his
|
1844
|
+
right hand. It tightened, as always, but just when he reached the
|
1845
|
+
point where it would break, line began to come in. He slipped his
|
1846
|
+
shoulders and head from under the line and began to pull in line
|
1847
|
+
steadily and gently. He used both of his hands in a swinging motion
|
1848
|
+
and tried to do the pulling as much as he could with his body and his
|
1849
|
+
legs. His old legs and shoulders pivoted with the swinging of the
|
1850
|
+
pulling.
|
1851
|
+
|
1852
|
+
"It is a very big circle," he said. "But he is circling."
|
1853
|
+
|
1854
|
+
Then the line would not come in any more and he held it until he saw
|
1855
|
+
the drops jumping from it in the sun. Then it started out and the old
|
1856
|
+
man knelt down and let it go grudgingly back into the dark water.
|
1857
|
+
|
1858
|
+
"He is making the far part of his circle now," he said. I must hold
|
1859
|
+
all I can, he thought. The strain will shorten his circle each time.
|
1860
|
+
Perhaps in an hour I will see him. Now I must convince him and then I
|
1861
|
+
must kill him.
|
1862
|
+
|
1863
|
+
But the fish kept on circling slowly and the old man was wet with sweat
|
1864
|
+
and tired deep into his bones two hours later. But the circles were
|
1865
|
+
much shorter now and from the way the line slanted he could tell the
|
1866
|
+
fish had risen steadily while he swam.
|
1867
|
+
|
1868
|
+
For an hour the old man had been seeing black spots before his eyes and
|
1869
|
+
the sweat salted his eyes and salted the cut over his eye and on his
|
1870
|
+
forehead. He was not afraid of the black spots. They were normal at
|
1871
|
+
the tension that he was pulling on the line. Twice, though, he had
|
1872
|
+
felt faint and dizzy and that had worried him.
|
1873
|
+
|
1874
|
+
"I could not fail myself and die on a fish like this," he said. "Now
|
1875
|
+
that I have him coming so beautifully, God help me endure. I'll say a
|
1876
|
+
hundred Our Fathers and a hundred Hail Marys. But I cannot say them
|
1877
|
+
now."
|
1878
|
+
|
1879
|
+
Consider them said, he thought. I'll say them later.
|
1880
|
+
|
1881
|
+
Just then he felt a sudden banging and jerking on the line he held with
|
1882
|
+
his two hands. It was sharp and hard-feeling and heavy.
|
1883
|
+
|
1884
|
+
He is hitting the wire leader with his spear, he thought. That was
|
1885
|
+
bound to come. He had to do that. It may make him jump though and I
|
1886
|
+
would rather he stayed circling now. The jumps were necessary for him
|
1887
|
+
to take air. But after that each one can widen the opening of the hook
|
1888
|
+
wound and he can throw the hook.
|
1889
|
+
|
1890
|
+
"Don't jump, fish," he said. "Don't jump."
|
1891
|
+
|
1892
|
+
The fish hit the wire several times more and each time he shook his
|
1893
|
+
head the old man gave up a little line.
|
1894
|
+
|
1895
|
+
I must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I
|
1896
|
+
can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad.
|
1897
|
+
|
1898
|
+
After a while the fish stopped beating at the wire and started circling
|
1899
|
+
slowly again. The old man was gaining line steadily now. But he felt
|
1900
|
+
faint again. He lifted some sea water with his left hand and put it on
|
1901
|
+
his head. Then he put more on and rubbed the back of his neck.
|
1902
|
+
|
1903
|
+
"I have no cramps," he said. "He'll be up soon and I can last. You
|
1904
|
+
have to last. Don't even speak of it."
|
1905
|
+
|
1906
|
+
He kneeled against the bow and, for a moment, slipped the line over his
|
1907
|
+
back again. I'll rest now while he goes out on the circle and then
|
1908
|
+
stand up and work on him when he comes in, he decided.
|
1909
|
+
|
1910
|
+
It was a great temptation to rest in the bow and let the fish make one
|
1911
|
+
circle by himself without recovering any line. But when the strain
|
1912
|
+
showed the fish had turned to come toward the boat, the old man rose to
|
1913
|
+
his feet and started the pivoting and the weaving pulling that brought
|
1914
|
+
in all the line he gained.
|
1915
|
+
|
1916
|
+
I'm tireder than I have ever been, he thought, and now the trade wind
|
1917
|
+
is rising. But that will be good to take him in with. I need that
|
1918
|
+
badly.
|
1919
|
+
|
1920
|
+
"I'll rest on the next turn as he goes out," he said. "I feel much
|
1921
|
+
better. Then in two or three turns more I will have him."
|
1922
|
+
|
1923
|
+
His straw hat was far on the back of his head and he sank down into the
|
1924
|
+
bow with the pull of the line as he felt the fish turn.
|
1925
|
+
|
1926
|
+
You work now, fish, he thought. I'll take you at the turn.
|
1927
|
+
|
1928
|
+
The sea had risen considerably. But it was a fair-weather breeze and
|
1929
|
+
he had to have it to get home.
|
1930
|
+
|
1931
|
+
"I'll just steer south and west," he said. "A man is never lost at sea
|
1932
|
+
and it is a long island."
|
1933
|
+
|
1934
|
+
It was on the third turn that he saw the fish first.
|
1935
|
+
|
1936
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He saw him first as a dark shadow that took so long to pass under the
|
1937
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+
boat that he could not believe its length.
|
1938
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+
|
1939
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+
"No," he said. "He can't be that big."
|
1940
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+
|
1941
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+
But he was that big and at the end of this circle he came to the
|
1942
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+
surface only thirty yards away and the man saw his tail out of water.
|
1943
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+
It was higher than a big scythe blade and a very pale lavender above
|
1944
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+
the dark blue water. It raked back and as the fish swam just below the
|
1945
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+
surface the old man could see his huge bulk and the purple stripes that
|
1946
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+
banded him. His dorsal fin was down and his huge pectorals were spread
|
1947
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+
wide.
|
1948
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+
|
1949
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+
On this circle the old man could see the fish's eye and the two gray
|
1950
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+
sucking fish that swam around him. Sometimes they attached themselves
|
1951
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+
to him. Sometimes they darted off. Sometimes they would swim easily
|
1952
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+
in his shadow. They were each over three feet long and when they swam
|
1953
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+
fast they lashed their whole bodies like eels.
|
1954
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+
|
1955
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+
The old man was sweating now but from something else besides the sun.
|
1956
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+
On each calm placid turn the fish made he was gaining line and he was
|
1957
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+
sure that in two turns more he would have a chance to get the harpoon
|
1958
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+
in.
|
1959
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+
|
1960
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+
But I must get him close, close, close, he thought. I mustn't try for
|
1961
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+
the head. I must get the heart.
|
1962
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+
|
1963
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+
"Be calm and strong, old man," he said.
|
1964
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+
|
1965
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+
On the next circle the fish's back was out but he was a little too far
|
1966
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+
from the boat. On the next circle he was still too far away but he was
|
1967
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+
higher out of water and the old man was sure that by gaining some more
|
1968
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+
line he could have him alongside.
|
1969
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+
|
1970
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+
He had rigged his harpoon long before and its coil of light rope was in
|
1971
|
+
a round basket and the end was made fast to the bitt in the bow.
|
1972
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+
|
1973
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+
The fish was coming in on his circle now calm and beautiful looking and
|
1974
|
+
only his great tail moving. The old man pulled on him all that he
|
1975
|
+
could to bring him closer. For just a moment the fish turned a little
|
1976
|
+
on his side. Then he straightened himself and began another circle.
|
1977
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+
|
1978
|
+
"I moved him," the old man said. "I moved him then."
|
1979
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+
|
1980
|
+
He felt faint again now but he held on the great fish all the strain
|
1981
|
+
that he could. I moved him, he thought. Maybe this time I can get him
|
1982
|
+
over. Pull, hands, he thought. Hold up, legs. Last for me, head.
|
1983
|
+
Last for me. You never went. This time I'll pull him over.
|
1984
|
+
|
1985
|
+
But when he put all of his effort on, starting it well out before the
|
1986
|
+
fish came alongside and pulling with all his strength, the fish pulled
|
1987
|
+
part way over and then righted himself and swam away.
|
1988
|
+
|
1989
|
+
"Fish," the old man said. "Fish, you are going to have to die anyway.
|
1990
|
+
Do you have to kill me too?"
|
1991
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+
|
1992
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+
That way nothing is accomplished, he thought. His mouth was too dry to
|
1993
|
+
speak but he could not reach for the water now. I must get him
|
1994
|
+
alongside this time, he thought. I am not good for many more turns.
|
1995
|
+
Yes you are, he told himself. You're good for ever.
|
1996
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+
|
1997
|
+
On the next turn, he nearly had him. But again the fish righted
|
1998
|
+
himself and swam slowly away.
|
1999
|
+
|
2000
|
+
You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have a right
|
2001
|
+
to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful, or a calmer or
|
2002
|
+
more noble thing than you, brother. Come on and kill me. I do not
|
2003
|
+
care who kills who.
|
2004
|
+
|
2005
|
+
Now you are getting confused in the head, he thought. You must keep
|
2006
|
+
your head clear. Keep your head clear and know how to suffer like a
|
2007
|
+
man. Or a fish, he thought.
|
2008
|
+
|
2009
|
+
"Clear up, head," he said in a voice he could hardly hear. "Clear up."
|
2010
|
+
|
2011
|
+
Twice more it was the same on the turns.
|
2012
|
+
|
2013
|
+
I do not know, the old man thought. He had been on the point of
|
2014
|
+
feeling himself go each time. I do not know. But I will try it once
|
2015
|
+
more.
|
2016
|
+
|
2017
|
+
He tried it once more and he felt himself going when he turned the
|
2018
|
+
fish. The fish righted himself and swam off again slowly with the
|
2019
|
+
great tail weaving in the air.
|
2020
|
+
|
2021
|
+
I'll try it again, the old man promised, although his hands were mushy
|
2022
|
+
now and he could only see well in flashes.
|
2023
|
+
|
2024
|
+
He tried it again and it was the same. So, he thought, and he felt
|
2025
|
+
himself going before he started; I will try it once again.
|
2026
|
+
|
2027
|
+
He took all his pain and what was left of his strength and his long
|
2028
|
+
gone pride and he put it against the fish's agony and the fish came
|
2029
|
+
over onto his side and swam gently on his side, his bill almost
|
2030
|
+
touching the planking of the skiff and started to pass the boat, long,
|
2031
|
+
deep, wide, silver and barred with purple and interminable in the water.
|
2032
|
+
|
2033
|
+
The old man dropped the line and put his foot on it and lifted the
|
2034
|
+
harpoon as high as he could and drove it down with all his strength,
|
2035
|
+
and more strength he had just summoned, into the fish's side just
|
2036
|
+
behind the great chest fin that rose high in the air to the altitude of
|
2037
|
+
the man's chest. He felt the iron go in and he leaned on it and drove
|
2038
|
+
it further and then pushed all his weight after it.
|
2039
|
+
|
2040
|
+
Then the fish came alive, with his death in him, and rose high out of
|
2041
|
+
the water showing all his great length and width and all his power and
|
2042
|
+
his beauty. He seemed to hang in the air above the old man in the
|
2043
|
+
skiff. Then he fell into the water with a crash that sent spray over
|
2044
|
+
the old man and over all of the skiff.
|
2045
|
+
|
2046
|
+
The old man felt faint and sick and he could not see well. But he
|
2047
|
+
cleared the harpoon line and let it run slowly through his raw hands
|
2048
|
+
and, when he could see, he saw the fish was on his back with his silver
|
2049
|
+
belly up. The shaft of the harpoon was projecting at an angle from the
|
2050
|
+
fish's shoulder and the sea was discolouring with the red of the blood
|
2051
|
+
from his heart. First it was dark as a shoal in the blue water that
|
2052
|
+
was more than a mile deep. Then it spread like a cloud. The fish was
|
2053
|
+
silvery and still and floated with the waves.
|
2054
|
+
|
2055
|
+
The old man looked carefully in the glimpse of vision that he had.
|
2056
|
+
Then he took two turns of the harpoon line around the bitt in the bow
|
2057
|
+
and laid his head on his hands.
|
2058
|
+
|
2059
|
+
"Keep my head clear," he said against the wood of the bow. "I am a
|
2060
|
+
tired old man. But I have killed this fish which is my brother and now
|
2061
|
+
I must do the slave work."
|
2062
|
+
|
2063
|
+
Now I must prepare the nooses and the rope to lash him alongside, he
|
2064
|
+
thought. Even if we were two and swamped her to load him and bailed
|
2065
|
+
her out, this skiff would never hold him. I must prepare everything,
|
2066
|
+
then bring him in and lash him well and step the mast and set sail for
|
2067
|
+
home.
|
2068
|
+
|
2069
|
+
He started to pull the fish in to have him alongside so that he could
|
2070
|
+
pass a line through his gills and out his mouth and make his head fast
|
2071
|
+
alongside the bow. I want to see him, he thought, and to touch and to
|
2072
|
+
feel him. He is my fortune, he thought. But that is not why I wish to
|
2073
|
+
feel him. I think I felt his heart, he thought. When I pushed on the
|
2074
|
+
harpoon shaft the second time. Bring him in now and make him fast and
|
2075
|
+
get the noose around his tail and another around his middle to bind him
|
2076
|
+
to the skiff.
|
2077
|
+
|
2078
|
+
"Get to work, old man," he said. He took a very small drink of the
|
2079
|
+
water. "There is very much slave work to be done now that the fight is
|
2080
|
+
over."
|
2081
|
+
|
2082
|
+
He looked up at the sky and then out to his fish. He looked at the sun
|
2083
|
+
carefully. It is not much more than noon, he thought. And the trade
|
2084
|
+
wind is rising. The lines all mean nothing now. The boy and I will
|
2085
|
+
splice them when we are home.
|
2086
|
+
|
2087
|
+
"Come on, fish," he said. But the fish did not come. Instead he lay
|
2088
|
+
there wallowing now in the seas and the old man pulled the skiff up
|
2089
|
+
onto him.
|
2090
|
+
|
2091
|
+
When he was even with him and had the fish's head against the bow he
|
2092
|
+
could not believe his size. But he untied the harpoon rope from the
|
2093
|
+
bitt, passed it through the fish's gills and out his jaws, made a turn
|
2094
|
+
around his sword then passed the rope through the other gill, made
|
2095
|
+
another turn around the bill and knotted the double rope and made it
|
2096
|
+
fast to the bitt in the bow. He cut the rope then and went astern to
|
2097
|
+
noose the tail. The fish had turned silver from his original purple
|
2098
|
+
and silver, and the stripes showed the same pale violet colour as his
|
2099
|
+
tail. They were wider than a man's hand with his fingers spread and
|
2100
|
+
the fish's eye looked as detached as the mirrors in a periscope or as a
|
2101
|
+
saint in a procession.
|
2102
|
+
|
2103
|
+
"It was the only way to kill him," the old man said. He was feeling
|
2104
|
+
better since the water and he knew he would not go away and his head
|
2105
|
+
was clear. He's over fifteen hundred pounds the way he is, he thought.
|
2106
|
+
Maybe much more. If he dresses out two-thirds of that at thirty cents
|
2107
|
+
a pound?
|
2108
|
+
|
2109
|
+
"I need a pencil for that," he said. "My head is not that clear. But
|
2110
|
+
I think the great DiMaggio would be proud of me today. I had no bone
|
2111
|
+
spurs. But the hands and the back hurt truly." I wonder what a bone
|
2112
|
+
spur is, he thought. Maybe we have them without knowing of it.
|
2113
|
+
|
2114
|
+
He made the fish fast to bow and stern and to the middle thwart. He
|
2115
|
+
was so big it was like lashing a much bigger skiff alongside. He cut a
|
2116
|
+
piece of line and tied the fish's lower jaw against his bill so his
|
2117
|
+
mouth would not open and they would sail as cleanly as possible. Then
|
2118
|
+
he stepped the mast and, with the stick that was his gaff and with his
|
2119
|
+
boom rigged, the patched sail drew, the boat began to move, and half
|
2120
|
+
lying in the stern he sailed south-west.
|
2121
|
+
|
2122
|
+
He did not need a compass to tell him where south-west was. He only
|
2123
|
+
needed the feel of the trade wind and the drawing of the sail. I
|
2124
|
+
better put a small line out with a spoon on it and try and get
|
2125
|
+
something to eat and drink for the moisture. But he could not find a
|
2126
|
+
spoon and his sardines were rotten. So he hooked a patch of yellow
|
2127
|
+
gulf weed with the gaff as they passed and shook it so that the small
|
2128
|
+
shrimps that were in it fell onto the planking of the skiff. There
|
2129
|
+
were more than a dozen of them and they jumped and kicked like sand
|
2130
|
+
fleas. The old man pinched their heads off with his thumb and
|
2131
|
+
forefinger and ate them chewing up the shells and the tails. They were
|
2132
|
+
very tiny but he knew they were nourishing and they tasted good.
|
2133
|
+
|
2134
|
+
The old man still had two drinks of water in the bottle and he used
|
2135
|
+
half of one after he had eaten the shrimps. The skiff was sailing well
|
2136
|
+
considering the handicaps and he steered with the tiller under his arm.
|
2137
|
+
He could see the fish and he had only to look at his hands and feel his
|
2138
|
+
back against the stern to know that this had truly happened and was not
|
2139
|
+
a dream. At one time when he was feeling so badly toward the end, he
|
2140
|
+
had thought perhaps it was a dream. Then when he had seen the fish
|
2141
|
+
come out of the water and hang motionless in the sky before he fell, he
|
2142
|
+
was sure there was some great strangeness and he could not believe it.
|
2143
|
+
Then he could not see well, although now he saw as well as ever.
|
2144
|
+
|
2145
|
+
Now he knew there was the fish and his hands and back were no dream.
|
2146
|
+
The hands cure quickly, he thought. I bled them clean and the salt
|
2147
|
+
water will heal them. The dark water of the true gulf is the greatest
|
2148
|
+
healer that there is. All I must do is keep the head clear. The hands
|
2149
|
+
have done their work and we sail well. With his mouth shut and his
|
2150
|
+
tail straight up and down we sail like brothers. Then his head started
|
2151
|
+
to become a little unclear and he thought, is he bringing me in or am I
|
2152
|
+
bringing him in? If I were towing him behind there would be no
|
2153
|
+
question. Nor if the fish were in the skiff, with all dignity gone,
|
2154
|
+
there would be no question either. But they were sailing together
|
2155
|
+
lashed side by side and the old man thought, let him bring me in if it
|
2156
|
+
pleases him. I am only better than him through trickery and he meant
|
2157
|
+
me no harm.
|
2158
|
+
|
2159
|
+
They sailed well and the old man soaked his hands in the salt water and
|
2160
|
+
tried to keep his head clear. There were high cumulus clouds and
|
2161
|
+
enough cirrus above them so that the old man knew the breeze would last
|
2162
|
+
all night. The old man looked at the fish constantly to make sure it
|
2163
|
+
was true. It was an hour before the first shark hit him.
|
2164
|
+
|
2165
|
+
The shark was not an accident. He had come up from deep down in the
|
2166
|
+
water as the dark cloud of blood had settled and dispersed in the mile
|
2167
|
+
deep sea. He had come up so fast and absolutely without caution that
|
2168
|
+
he broke the surface of the blue water and was in the sun. Then he
|
2169
|
+
fell back into the sea and picked up the scent and started swimming on
|
2170
|
+
the course the skiff and the fish had taken.
|
2171
|
+
|
2172
|
+
Sometimes he lost the scent. But he would pick it up again, or have
|
2173
|
+
just a trace of it, and he swam fast and hard on the course. He was a
|
2174
|
+
very big Mako shark built to swim as fast as the fastest fish in the
|
2175
|
+
sea and everything about him was beautiful except his jaws.
|
2176
|
+
|
2177
|
+
His back was as blue as a sword fish's and his belly was silver and his
|
2178
|
+
hide was smooth and handsome. He was built as a sword fish except for
|
2179
|
+
his huge jaws which were tight shut now as he swam fast, just under the
|
2180
|
+
surface with his high dorsal fin knifing through the water without
|
2181
|
+
wavering. Inside the closed double lip of his jaws all of his eight
|
2182
|
+
rows of teeth were slanted inwards. They were not the ordinary
|
2183
|
+
pyramid-shaped teeth of most sharks. They were shaped like a man's
|
2184
|
+
fingers when they are crisped like claws. They were nearly as long as
|
2185
|
+
the fingers of the old man and they had razor-sharp cutting edges on
|
2186
|
+
both sides. This was a fish built to feed on all the fishes in the
|
2187
|
+
sea, that were so fast and strong and well armed that they had no other
|
2188
|
+
enemy. Now he speeded up as he smelled the fresher scent and his blue
|
2189
|
+
dorsal fin cut the water.
|
2190
|
+
|
2191
|
+
When the old man saw him coming he knew that this was a shark that had
|
2192
|
+
no fear at all and would do exactly what he wished. He prepared the
|
2193
|
+
harpoon and made the rope fast while he watched the shark come on. The
|
2194
|
+
rope was short as it lacked what he had cut away to lash the fish.
|
2195
|
+
|
2196
|
+
The old man's head was clear and good now and he was full of resolution
|
2197
|
+
but he had little hope. It was too good to last, he thought. He took
|
2198
|
+
one look at the great fish as he watched the shark close in. It might
|
2199
|
+
as well have been a dream, he thought. I cannot keep him from hitting
|
2200
|
+
me but maybe I can get him. Dentuso, he thought. Bad luck to your
|
2201
|
+
mother.
|
2202
|
+
|
2203
|
+
The shark closed fast astern and when he hit the fish the old man saw
|
2204
|
+
his mouth open and his strange eyes and the clicking chop of the teeth
|
2205
|
+
as he drove forward in the meat just above the tail. The shark's head
|
2206
|
+
was out of water and his back was coming out and the old man could hear
|
2207
|
+
the noise of skin and flesh ripping on the big fish when he rammed the
|
2208
|
+
harpoon down onto the shark's head at a spot where the line between his
|
2209
|
+
eyes intersected with the line that ran straight back from his nose.
|
2210
|
+
There were no such lines. There was only the heavy sharp blue head and
|
2211
|
+
the big eyes and the clicking, thrusting all-swallowing jaws. But that
|
2212
|
+
was the location of the brain and the old man hit it. He hit it with
|
2213
|
+
his blood mushed hands driving a good harpoon with all his strength.
|
2214
|
+
He hit it without hope but with resolution and complete malignancy.
|
2215
|
+
|
2216
|
+
The shark swung over and the old man saw his eye was not alive and then
|
2217
|
+
he swung over once again, wrapping himself in two loops of the rope.
|
2218
|
+
The old man knew that he was dead but the shark would not accept it.
|
2219
|
+
Then, on his back, with his tail lashing and his jaws clicking, the
|
2220
|
+
shark plowed over the water as a speed-boat does. The water was white
|
2221
|
+
where his tail beat it and three-quarters of his body was clear above
|
2222
|
+
the water when the rope came taut, shivered, and then snapped. The
|
2223
|
+
shark lay quietly for a little while on the surface and the old man
|
2224
|
+
watched him. Then he went down very slowly.
|
2225
|
+
|
2226
|
+
"He took about forty pounds," the old man said aloud. He took my
|
2227
|
+
harpoon too and all the rope, he thought, and now my fish bleeds again
|
2228
|
+
and there will be others.
|
2229
|
+
|
2230
|
+
He did not like to look at the fish anymore since he had been
|
2231
|
+
mutilated. When the fish had been hit it was as though he himself were
|
2232
|
+
hit.
|
2233
|
+
|
2234
|
+
But I killed the shark that hit my fish, he thought. And he was the
|
2235
|
+
biggest dentuso that I have ever seen. And God knows that I have
|
2236
|
+
seen big ones.
|
2237
|
+
|
2238
|
+
It was too good to last, he thought. I wish it had been a dream now
|
2239
|
+
and that I had never hooked the fish and was alone in bed on the
|
2240
|
+
newspapers.
|
2241
|
+
|
2242
|
+
"But man is not made for defeat," he said. "A man can be destroyed but
|
2243
|
+
not defeated." I am sorry that I killed the fish though, he thought.
|
2244
|
+
Now the bad time is coming and I do not even have the harpoon. The
|
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|
+
dentuso is cruel and able and strong and intelligent. But I was more
|
2246
|
+
intelligent that he was. Perhaps not, he thought. Perhaps I was only
|
2247
|
+
better armed.
|
2248
|
+
|
2249
|
+
"Don't think, old man," he said aloud. "Sail on this course and take
|
2250
|
+
it when it comes."
|
2251
|
+
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2252
|
+
But I must think, he thought. Because it is all I have left. That and
|
2253
|
+
baseball. I wonder how the great DiMaggio would have liked the way I
|
2254
|
+
hit him in the brain? It was no great thing, he thought. Any man
|
2255
|
+
could do it. But do you think my hands were as great a handicap as the
|
2256
|
+
bone spurs? I cannot know. I never had anything wrong with my heel
|
2257
|
+
except the time the sting ray stung it when I stepped on him when
|
2258
|
+
swimming and paralyzed the lower leg and made the unbearable pain.
|
2259
|
+
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2260
|
+
"Think about something cheerful, old man," he said. "Every minute now
|
2261
|
+
you are closer to home. You sail lighter for the loss of forty pounds."
|
2262
|
+
|
2263
|
+
He knew quite well the pattern of what could happen when he reached the
|
2264
|
+
inner part of the current. But there was nothing to be done now.
|
2265
|
+
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2266
|
+
"Yes there is," he said aloud. "I can lash my knife to the butt of one
|
2267
|
+
of the oars."
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2268
|
+
|
2269
|
+
So he did that with the tiller under his arm and the sheet of the sail
|
2270
|
+
under his foot.
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2271
|
+
|
2272
|
+
"Now," he said. "I am still an old man. But I am not unarmed."
|
2273
|
+
|
2274
|
+
The breeze was fresh now and he sailed on well. He watched only the
|
2275
|
+
forward part of the fish and some of his hope returned.
|
2276
|
+
|
2277
|
+
It is silly not to hope, he thought. Besides I believe it is a sin.
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2278
|
+
Do not think about sin, he thought. There are enough problems now
|
2279
|
+
without sin. Also I have no understanding of it.
|
2280
|
+
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2281
|
+
I have no understanding of it and I am not sure that I believe in it.
|
2282
|
+
Perhaps it was a sin to kill the fish. I suppose it was even though I
|
2283
|
+
did it to keep me alive and feed many people. But then everything is a
|
2284
|
+
sin. Do not think about sin. It is much too late for that and there
|
2285
|
+
are people who are paid to do it. Let them think about it. You were
|
2286
|
+
born to be a fisherman as the fish was born to be a fish. San Pedro
|
2287
|
+
was a fisherman as was the father of the great DiMaggio.
|
2288
|
+
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2289
|
+
But he liked to think about all things that he was involved in and
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2290
|
+
since there was nothing to read and he did not have a radio, he thought
|
2291
|
+
much and he kept on thinking about sin. You did not kill the fish only
|
2292
|
+
to keep alive and to sell for food, he thought. You killed him for
|
2293
|
+
pride and because you are a fisherman. You loved him when he was alive
|
2294
|
+
and you loved him after. It you love him, it is not a sin to kill him.
|
2295
|
+
Or is it more?
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|
+
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2297
|
+
"You think too much, old man," he said aloud.
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2298
|
+
|
2299
|
+
But you enjoyed killing the dentuso, he thought. He lives on the
|
2300
|
+
live fish as you do. He is not a scavenger nor just a moving appetite
|
2301
|
+
as some sharks are. He is beautiful and noble and knows no fear of
|
2302
|
+
anything.
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2303
|
+
|
2304
|
+
"I killed him in self-defense," the old man said aloud. "And I killed
|
2305
|
+
him well."
|
2306
|
+
|
2307
|
+
Besides, he thought, everything kills everything else in some way.
|
2308
|
+
Fishing kills me exactly as it keeps me alive. The boy keeps me alive,
|
2309
|
+
he thought. I must not deceive myself too much.
|
2310
|
+
|
2311
|
+
He leaned over the side and pulled loose a piece of the meat of the
|
2312
|
+
fish where the shark had cut him. He chewed it and noted its quality
|
2313
|
+
and its good taste. It was firm and juicy, like meat, but it was not
|
2314
|
+
red. There was no stringiness in it and he knew that it would bring
|
2315
|
+
the highest price in the market. But there was no way to keep its
|
2316
|
+
scent out of the water and the old man knew that a very bad time was
|
2317
|
+
coming.
|
2318
|
+
|
2319
|
+
The breeze was steady. It had backed a little further into the
|
2320
|
+
north-east and he knew that meant that it would not fall off. The old
|
2321
|
+
man looked ahead of him but he could see no sails nor could he see the
|
2322
|
+
hull nor the smoke of any ship. There were only the flying fish that
|
2323
|
+
went up from his bow sailing away to either side and the yellow patches
|
2324
|
+
of gulf-weed. He could not even see a bird.
|
2325
|
+
|
2326
|
+
He had sailed for two hours, resting in the stern and sometimes chewing
|
2327
|
+
a bit of the meat from the marlin, trying to rest and to be strong,
|
2328
|
+
when he saw the first of the two sharks.
|
2329
|
+
|
2330
|
+
"Ay," he said aloud. There is no translation for this word and
|
2331
|
+
perhaps it is just a noise such as a man might make, involuntarily,
|
2332
|
+
feeling the nail go through his hands and into the wood.
|
2333
|
+
|
2334
|
+
"Galanos," he said aloud. He had seen the second fin now coming up
|
2335
|
+
behind the first and had identified them as shovel-nosed sharks by the
|
2336
|
+
brown, triangular fin and the sweeping movements of the tail. They had
|
2337
|
+
the scent and were excited and in the stupidity of their great hunger
|
2338
|
+
they were losing and finding the scent in their excitement. But they
|
2339
|
+
were closing all the time.
|
2340
|
+
|
2341
|
+
The old man made the sheet fast and jammed the tiller. Then he took up
|
2342
|
+
the oar with the knife lashed to it. He lifted it as lightly as he
|
2343
|
+
could because his hands rebelled at the pain. Then he opened and
|
2344
|
+
closed them on it lightly to loosen them. He closed them firmly so
|
2345
|
+
they would take the pain now and would not flinch and watched the
|
2346
|
+
sharks come. He could see their wide, flattened, shovel-pointed heads
|
2347
|
+
now and their white-tipped wide pectoral fins. They were hateful
|
2348
|
+
sharks, bad smelling, scavengers as well as killers, and when they were
|
2349
|
+
hungry they would bite at an oar or the rudder of a boat. It was these
|
2350
|
+
sharks that would cut the turtles' legs and flippers off when the
|
2351
|
+
turtles were asleep on the surface, and they would hit a man in the
|
2352
|
+
water, if they were hungry, even if the man had no smell of fish blood
|
2353
|
+
nor of fish slime on him.
|
2354
|
+
|
2355
|
+
"Ay," the old man said. "Galanos. Come on, Galanos."
|
2356
|
+
|
2357
|
+
They came. But they did not come as the Mako had come. One turned and
|
2358
|
+
went out of sight under the skiff and the old man could feel the skiff
|
2359
|
+
shake as he jerked and pulled on the fish. The other watched the old
|
2360
|
+
man with his slitted yellow eyes and then came in fast with his half
|
2361
|
+
circle of jaws wide to hit the fish where he had already been bitten.
|
2362
|
+
The line showed clearly on the top of his brown head and back where the
|
2363
|
+
brain joined the spinal cord and the old man drove the knife on the oar
|
2364
|
+
into the juncture, withdrew it, and drove it in again into the shark's
|
2365
|
+
yellow cat-like eyes. The shark let go of the fish and slid down,
|
2366
|
+
swallowing what he had taken as he died.
|
2367
|
+
|
2368
|
+
The skiff was still shaking with the destruction the other shark was
|
2369
|
+
doing to the fish and the old man let go the sheet so that the skiff
|
2370
|
+
would swing broadside and bring the shark out from under. When he saw
|
2371
|
+
the shark he leaned over the side and punched at him. He hit only meat
|
2372
|
+
and the hide was set hard and he barely got the knife in. The blow
|
2373
|
+
hurt not only his hands but his shoulder too. But the shark came up
|
2374
|
+
fast with his head out and the old man hit him squarely in the center
|
2375
|
+
of his flat-topped head as his nose came out of water and lay against
|
2376
|
+
the fish. The old man withdrew the blade and punched the shark exactly
|
2377
|
+
in the same spot again. He still hung to the fish with his jaws hooked
|
2378
|
+
and the old man stabbed him in his left eye. The shark still hung
|
2379
|
+
there.
|
2380
|
+
|
2381
|
+
"No?" the old man said and he drove the blade between the vertebrae and
|
2382
|
+
the brain. It was an easy shot now and he felt the cartilage sever.
|
2383
|
+
The old man reversed the oar and put the blade between the shark's jaws
|
2384
|
+
to open them. He twisted the blade and as the shark slid loose he
|
2385
|
+
said, "Go on, galano. Slide down a mile deep. Go see your friend,
|
2386
|
+
or maybe it's your mother."
|
2387
|
+
|
2388
|
+
The old man wiped the blade of his knife and laid down the oar. Then
|
2389
|
+
he found the sheet and the sail filled and he brought the skiff onto
|
2390
|
+
her course.
|
2391
|
+
|
2392
|
+
"They must have taken a quarter of him and of the best meat," he said
|
2393
|
+
aloud. "I wish it were a dream and that I had never hooked him. I'm
|
2394
|
+
sorry about it, fish. It makes everything wrong." He stopped and he
|
2395
|
+
did not want to look at the fish now. Drained of blood and awash he
|
2396
|
+
looked the colour of the silver backing of a mirror and his stripes
|
2397
|
+
still showed.
|
2398
|
+
|
2399
|
+
"I shouldn't have gone out so far, fish," he said. "Neither for you
|
2400
|
+
nor for me. I'm sorry, fish."
|
2401
|
+
|
2402
|
+
Now, he said to himself. Look to the lashing on the knife and see if
|
2403
|
+
it has been cut. Then get your hand in order because there still is
|
2404
|
+
more to come.
|
2405
|
+
|
2406
|
+
"I wish I had a stone for the knife," the old man said after he had
|
2407
|
+
checked the lashing on the oar butt. "I should have brought a stone."
|
2408
|
+
You should have brought many things, he thought. But you did not bring
|
2409
|
+
them, old man. Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think
|
2410
|
+
of what you can do with what there is.
|
2411
|
+
|
2412
|
+
"You give me much good counsel," he said aloud. "I'm tired of it."
|
2413
|
+
|
2414
|
+
He held the tiller under his arm and soaked both his hands in the water
|
2415
|
+
as the skiff drove forward.
|
2416
|
+
|
2417
|
+
"God knows how much that last one took," he said. "But she's much
|
2418
|
+
lighter now." He did not want to think of the mutilated under-side of
|
2419
|
+
the fish. He knew that each of the jerking bumps of the shark had been
|
2420
|
+
meat torn away and that the fish now made a trail for all sharks as
|
2421
|
+
wide as a highway through the sea.
|
2422
|
+
|
2423
|
+
He was a fish to keep a man all winter, he thought. Don't think of
|
2424
|
+
that. Just rest and try to get your hands in shape to defend what is
|
2425
|
+
left of him. The blood smell from my hands means nothing now with all
|
2426
|
+
that scent in the water. Besides they do not bleed much. There is
|
2427
|
+
nothing cut that means anything. The bleeding may keep the left from
|
2428
|
+
cramping.
|
2429
|
+
|
2430
|
+
What can I think of now? he thought. Nothing. I must think of nothing
|
2431
|
+
and wait for the next ones. I wish it had really been a dream, he
|
2432
|
+
thought. But who knows? It might have turned out well.
|
2433
|
+
|
2434
|
+
The next shark that came was a single shovel-nose. He came like a pig
|
2435
|
+
to the trough if a pig had a mouth so wide that you could put your head
|
2436
|
+
in it. The old man let him hit the fish and then drove the knife on
|
2437
|
+
the oar down into his brain. But the shark jerked backwards as he
|
2438
|
+
rolled and the knife blade snapped.
|
2439
|
+
|
2440
|
+
The old man settled himself to steer. He did not even watch the big
|
2441
|
+
shark sinking slowly in the water, showing first life-size, then small,
|
2442
|
+
then tiny. That always fascinated the old man. But he did not even
|
2443
|
+
watch it now.
|
2444
|
+
|
2445
|
+
"I have the gaff now," he said. "But it will do no good. I have the
|
2446
|
+
two oars and the tiller and the short club."
|
2447
|
+
|
2448
|
+
Now they have beaten me, he thought. I am too old to club sharks to
|
2449
|
+
death. But I will try it as long as I have the oars and the short club
|
2450
|
+
and the tiller.
|
2451
|
+
|
2452
|
+
He put his hands in the water again to soak them. It was getting late
|
2453
|
+
in the afternoon and he saw nothing but the sea and the sky. There was
|
2454
|
+
more wind in the sky than there had been, and soon he hoped that he
|
2455
|
+
would see land.
|
2456
|
+
|
2457
|
+
"You're tired, old man," he said. "You're tired inside."
|
2458
|
+
|
2459
|
+
The sharks did not hit him again until just before sunset.
|
2460
|
+
|
2461
|
+
The old man saw the brown fins coming along the wide trail the fish
|
2462
|
+
must make in the water. They were not even quartering on the scent.
|
2463
|
+
They were headed straight for the skiff swimming side by side.
|
2464
|
+
|
2465
|
+
He jammed the tiller, made the sheet fast and reached under the stern
|
2466
|
+
for the club. It was an oar handle from a broken oar sawed off to
|
2467
|
+
about two and a half feet in length. He could only use it effectively
|
2468
|
+
with one hand because of the grip of the handle and he took good hold
|
2469
|
+
of it with his right hand, flexing his hand on it, as he watched the
|
2470
|
+
sharks come. They were both galanos.
|
2471
|
+
|
2472
|
+
I must let the first one get a good hold and hit him on the point of
|
2473
|
+
the nose or straight across the top of the head, he thought.
|
2474
|
+
|
2475
|
+
The two sharks closed together and as he saw the one nearest him open
|
2476
|
+
his jaws and sink them into the silver side of the fish, he raised the
|
2477
|
+
club high and brought it down heavy and slamming onto the top of the
|
2478
|
+
shark's broad head. He felt the rubbery solidity as the club came
|
2479
|
+
down. But he felt the rigidity of bone too and he struck the shark
|
2480
|
+
once more hard across the point of the nose as he slid down from the
|
2481
|
+
fish.
|
2482
|
+
|
2483
|
+
The other shark had been in and out and now came in again with his jaws
|
2484
|
+
wide. The old man could see pieces of the meat of the fish spilling
|
2485
|
+
white from the corner of his jaws as he bumped the fish and closed his
|
2486
|
+
jaws. He swung at him and hit only the head and the shark looked at
|
2487
|
+
him and wrenched the meat loose. The old man swung the club down on
|
2488
|
+
him again as he slipped away to swallow and hit only the heavy solid
|
2489
|
+
rubberiness.
|
2490
|
+
|
2491
|
+
"Come on, galano," the old man said. "Come in again."
|
2492
|
+
|
2493
|
+
The shark came in a rush and the old man hit him as he shut his jaws.
|
2494
|
+
He hit him solidly and from as high up as he could raise the club.
|
2495
|
+
This time he felt the bone at the base of the brain and he hit him
|
2496
|
+
again in the same place while the shark tore the meat loose sluggishly
|
2497
|
+
and slid down from the fish.
|
2498
|
+
|
2499
|
+
The old man watched for him to come again but neither shark showed.
|
2500
|
+
Then he saw one on the surface swimming in circles. He did not see the
|
2501
|
+
fin of the other.
|
2502
|
+
|
2503
|
+
I could not expect to kill them, he thought. I could have in my time.
|
2504
|
+
But I have hurt them both badly and neither one can feel very good. If
|
2505
|
+
I could have used a bat with two hands I could have killed the first
|
2506
|
+
one surely. Even now, he thought.
|
2507
|
+
|
2508
|
+
He did not want to look at the fish. He knew that half of him had been
|
2509
|
+
destroyed. The sun had gone down while he had been in the fight with
|
2510
|
+
the sharks.
|
2511
|
+
|
2512
|
+
"It will be dark soon," he said. "Then I should see the glow of
|
2513
|
+
Havana. If I am too far to the eastward I will see the lights of one
|
2514
|
+
of the new beaches."
|
2515
|
+
|
2516
|
+
I cannot be too far out now, he thought. I hope no one has been too
|
2517
|
+
worried. There is only the boy to worry, of course. But I am sure he
|
2518
|
+
would have confidence. Many of the older fishermen will worry. Many
|
2519
|
+
others too, he thought. I live in a good town.
|
2520
|
+
|
2521
|
+
He could not talk to the fish anymore because the fish had been ruined
|
2522
|
+
too badly. Then something came into his head.
|
2523
|
+
|
2524
|
+
"Half fish," he said. "Fish that you were. I am sorry that I went too
|
2525
|
+
far out. I ruined us both. But we have killed many sharks, you and I,
|
2526
|
+
and ruined many others. How many did you ever kill, old fish? You do
|
2527
|
+
not have that spear on your head for nothing."
|
2528
|
+
|
2529
|
+
He liked to think of the fish and what he could do to a shark if he
|
2530
|
+
were swimming free. I should have chopped the bill off to fight them
|
2531
|
+
with, he thought. But there was no hatchet and then there was no knife.
|
2532
|
+
|
2533
|
+
But if I had, and could have lashed it to an oar butt, what a weapon.
|
2534
|
+
Then we might have fought them together. What will you do now if they
|
2535
|
+
come in the night? What can you do?
|
2536
|
+
|
2537
|
+
"Fight them," he said. "I'll fight them until I die."
|
2538
|
+
|
2539
|
+
But in the dark now and no glow showing and no lights and only the wind
|
2540
|
+
and the steady pull of the sail he felt that perhaps he was already
|
2541
|
+
dead. He put his two hands together and felt the palms. They were not
|
2542
|
+
dead and he could bring the pain of life by simply opening and closing
|
2543
|
+
them. He leaned his back against the stern and knew he was not dead.
|
2544
|
+
His shoulders told him.
|
2545
|
+
|
2546
|
+
I have all those prayers I promised if I caught the fish, he thought.
|
2547
|
+
But I am too tired to say them now. I better get the sack and put it
|
2548
|
+
over my shoulders.
|
2549
|
+
|
2550
|
+
He lay in the stern and steered and watched for the glow to come in the
|
2551
|
+
sky. I have half of him, he thought. Maybe I'll have the luck to
|
2552
|
+
bring the forward half in. I should have some luck. No, he said. You
|
2553
|
+
violated your luck when you went too far outside.
|
2554
|
+
|
2555
|
+
"Don't be silly," he said aloud. "And keep awake and steer. You may
|
2556
|
+
have much luck yet."
|
2557
|
+
|
2558
|
+
"I'd like to buy some if there's any place they sell it," he said.
|
2559
|
+
|
2560
|
+
What could I buy it with? he asked himself. Could I buy it with a lost
|
2561
|
+
harpoon and a broken knife and two bad hands?
|
2562
|
+
|
2563
|
+
"You might," he said. "You tried to buy it with eighty-four days at
|
2564
|
+
sea. They nearly sold it to you too."
|
2565
|
+
|
2566
|
+
I must not think nonsense, he thought. Luck is a thing that comes in
|
2567
|
+
many forms and who can recognize her? I would take some though in any
|
2568
|
+
form and pay what they asked. I wish I could see the glow from the
|
2569
|
+
lights, he thought. I wish too many things. But that is the thing I
|
2570
|
+
wish for now. He tried to settle more comfortably to steer and from
|
2571
|
+
his pain he knew he was not dead.
|
2572
|
+
|
2573
|
+
He saw the reflected glare of the lights of the city at what must have
|
2574
|
+
been around ten o'clock at night. They were only perceptible at first
|
2575
|
+
as the light is in the sky before the moon rises. Then they were
|
2576
|
+
steady to see across the ocean which was rough now with the increasing
|
2577
|
+
breeze. He steered inside of the glow and he thought that now, soon,
|
2578
|
+
he must hit the edge of the stream.
|
2579
|
+
|
2580
|
+
Now it is over, he thought. They will probably hit me again. But what
|
2581
|
+
can a man do against them in the dark without a weapon?
|
2582
|
+
|
2583
|
+
He was stiff and sore now and his wounds and all of the strained parts
|
2584
|
+
of his body hurt with the cold of the night. I hope I do not have to
|
2585
|
+
fight again, he thought. I hope so much I do not have to fight again.
|
2586
|
+
|
2587
|
+
But by midnight he fought and this time he knew the fight was useless.
|
2588
|
+
They came in a pack and he could only see the lines in the water that
|
2589
|
+
their fins made and their phosphorescence as they threw themselves on
|
2590
|
+
the fish. He clubbed at heads and heard the jaws chop and the shaking
|
2591
|
+
of the skiff as they took hold below. He clubbed desperately at what
|
2592
|
+
he could only feel and hear and he felt something seize the club and it
|
2593
|
+
was gone.
|
2594
|
+
|
2595
|
+
He jerked the tiller free from the rudder and beat and chopped with it,
|
2596
|
+
holding it in both hands and driving it down again and again. But they
|
2597
|
+
were up to the bow now and driving in one after the other and together,
|
2598
|
+
tearing off the pieces of meat that showed glowing below the sea as
|
2599
|
+
they turned to come once more.
|
2600
|
+
|
2601
|
+
One came, finally, against the head itself and he knew that it was
|
2602
|
+
over. He swung the tiller across the shark's head where the jaws were
|
2603
|
+
caught in the heaviness of the fish's head which would not tear. He
|
2604
|
+
swung it once and twice and again. He heard the tiller break and he
|
2605
|
+
lunged at the shark with the splintered butt. He felt it go in and
|
2606
|
+
knowing it was sharp he drove it in again. The shark let go and rolled
|
2607
|
+
away. That was the last shark of the pack that came. There was
|
2608
|
+
nothing more for them to eat.
|
2609
|
+
|
2610
|
+
The old man could hardly breathe now and he felt a strange taste in his
|
2611
|
+
mouth. It was coppery and sweet and he was afraid of it for a moment.
|
2612
|
+
But there was not much of it.
|
2613
|
+
|
2614
|
+
He spat into the ocean and said, "Eat that, Galanos. And make a
|
2615
|
+
dream you've killed a man."
|
2616
|
+
|
2617
|
+
He knew he was beaten now finally and without remedy and he went back
|
2618
|
+
to the stern and found the jagged end of the tiller would fit in the
|
2619
|
+
slot of the rudder well enough for him to steer. He settled the sack
|
2620
|
+
around his shoulders and put the skiff on her course. He sailed
|
2621
|
+
lightly now and he had no thoughts nor any feelings of any kind. He
|
2622
|
+
was past everything now and he sailed the skiff to make his home port
|
2623
|
+
as well and as intelligently as he could. In the night sharks hit the
|
2624
|
+
carcass as someone might pick up crumbs from the table. The old man
|
2625
|
+
paid no attention to them and did not pay any attention to anything
|
2626
|
+
except steering. He only noticed how lightly and how well the skiff
|
2627
|
+
sailed now there was no great weight beside her.
|
2628
|
+
|
2629
|
+
She's good, he thought. She is sound and not harmed in any way except
|
2630
|
+
for the tiller. That is easily replaced.
|
2631
|
+
|
2632
|
+
He could feel he was inside the current now and he could see the lights
|
2633
|
+
of the beach colonies along the shore. He knew where he was now and it
|
2634
|
+
was nothing to get home.
|
2635
|
+
|
2636
|
+
The wind is our friend, anyway, he thought. Then he added, sometimes.
|
2637
|
+
And the great sea with our friends and our enemies. And bed, he
|
2638
|
+
thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great
|
2639
|
+
thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how
|
2640
|
+
easy it was. And what beat you, he thought.
|
2641
|
+
|
2642
|
+
"Nothing," he said aloud. "I went out too far."
|
2643
|
+
|
2644
|
+
When he sailed into the little harbour the lights of the Terrace were
|
2645
|
+
out and he knew everyone was in bed. The breeze had risen steadily and
|
2646
|
+
was blowing strongly now. It was quiet in the harbour though and he
|
2647
|
+
sailed up onto the little patch of shingle below the rocks. There was
|
2648
|
+
no one to help him so he pulled the boat up as far as he could. Then
|
2649
|
+
he stepped out and made her fast to a rock.
|
2650
|
+
|
2651
|
+
He unstepped the mast and furled the sail and tied it. Then he
|
2652
|
+
shouldered the mast and started to climb. It was then he knew the
|
2653
|
+
depth of his tiredness. He stopped for a moment and looked back and
|
2654
|
+
saw in the reflection from the street light the great tail of the fish
|
2655
|
+
standing up well behind the skiff's stern. He saw the white naked line
|
2656
|
+
of his backbone and the dark mass of the head with the projecting bill
|
2657
|
+
and all the nakedness between.
|
2658
|
+
|
2659
|
+
He started to climb again and at the top he fell and lay for some time
|
2660
|
+
with the mast across his shoulder. He tried to get up. But it was too
|
2661
|
+
difficult and he sat there with the mast on his shoulder and looked at
|
2662
|
+
the road. A cat passed on the far side going about its business and
|
2663
|
+
the old man watched it. Then he just watched the road.
|
2664
|
+
|
2665
|
+
Finally he put the mast down and stood up. He picked the mast up and
|
2666
|
+
put it on his shoulder and started up the road. He had to sit down
|
2667
|
+
five times before he reached his shack.
|
2668
|
+
|
2669
|
+
Inside the shack he leaned the mast against the wall. In the dark he
|
2670
|
+
found a water bottle and took a drink. Then he lay down on the bed.
|
2671
|
+
He pulled the blanket over his shoulders and then over his back and
|
2672
|
+
legs and he slept face down on the newspapers with his arms out
|
2673
|
+
straight and the palms of his hands up.
|
2674
|
+
|
2675
|
+
He was asleep when the boy looked in the door in the morning. It was
|
2676
|
+
blowing so hard that the drifting-boats would not be going out and the
|
2677
|
+
boy had slept late and then come to the old man's shack as he had come
|
2678
|
+
each morning. The boy saw that the old man was breathing and then he
|
2679
|
+
saw the old man's hands and he started to cry. He went out very
|
2680
|
+
quietly to go to bring some coffee and all the way down the road he was
|
2681
|
+
crying.
|
2682
|
+
|
2683
|
+
Many fishermen were around the skiff looking at what was lashed beside
|
2684
|
+
it and one was in the water, his trousers rolled up, measuring the
|
2685
|
+
skeleton with a length of line.
|
2686
|
+
|
2687
|
+
The boy did not go down. He had been there before and one of the
|
2688
|
+
fishermen was looking after the skiff for him.
|
2689
|
+
|
2690
|
+
"How is he?" one of the fishermen shouted.
|
2691
|
+
|
2692
|
+
"Sleeping," the boy called. He did not care that they saw him crying.
|
2693
|
+
"Let no one disturb him."
|
2694
|
+
|
2695
|
+
"He was eighteen feet from nose to tail," the fisherman who was
|
2696
|
+
measuring him called.
|
2697
|
+
|
2698
|
+
"I believe it," the boy said.
|
2699
|
+
|
2700
|
+
He went into the Terrace and asked for a can of coffee.
|
2701
|
+
|
2702
|
+
"Hot and with plenty of milk and sugar in it."
|
2703
|
+
|
2704
|
+
"Anything more?"
|
2705
|
+
|
2706
|
+
"No. Afterwards I will see what he can eat."
|
2707
|
+
|
2708
|
+
"What a fish it was," the proprietor said. "There has never been such
|
2709
|
+
a fish. Those were two fine fish you took yesterday too."
|
2710
|
+
|
2711
|
+
"Damn my fish," the boy said and he started to cry again.
|
2712
|
+
|
2713
|
+
"Do you want a drink of any kind?" the proprietor asked.
|
2714
|
+
|
2715
|
+
"No," the boy said. "Tell them not to bother Santiago. I'll be back."
|
2716
|
+
|
2717
|
+
"Tell him how sorry I am."
|
2718
|
+
|
2719
|
+
"Thanks," the boy said.
|
2720
|
+
|
2721
|
+
The boy carried the hot can of coffee up to the old man's shack and sat
|
2722
|
+
by him until he woke. Once it looked as though he were waking. But he
|
2723
|
+
had gone back into heavy sleep and the boy had gone across the road to
|
2724
|
+
borrow some wood to heat the coffee.
|
2725
|
+
|
2726
|
+
Finally the old man woke.
|
2727
|
+
|
2728
|
+
"Don't sit up," the boy said. "Drink this." He poured some of the
|
2729
|
+
coffee in a glass.
|
2730
|
+
|
2731
|
+
The old man took it and drank it.
|
2732
|
+
|
2733
|
+
"They beat me, Manolin," he said. "They truly beat me."
|
2734
|
+
|
2735
|
+
"He didn't beat you. Not the fish."
|
2736
|
+
|
2737
|
+
"No. Truly. It was afterwards."
|
2738
|
+
|
2739
|
+
"Pedrico is looking after the skiff and the gear. What do you want
|
2740
|
+
done with the head?"
|
2741
|
+
|
2742
|
+
"Let Pedrico chop it up to use in fish traps."
|
2743
|
+
|
2744
|
+
"And the spear?"
|
2745
|
+
|
2746
|
+
"You keep it if you want it."
|
2747
|
+
|
2748
|
+
"I want it," the boy said. "Now we must make our plans about the other
|
2749
|
+
things."
|
2750
|
+
|
2751
|
+
"Did they search for me?"
|
2752
|
+
|
2753
|
+
"Of course. With coast guard and with planes."
|
2754
|
+
|
2755
|
+
"The ocean is very big and a skiff is small and hard to see," the old
|
2756
|
+
man said. He noticed how pleasant it was to have someone to talk to
|
2757
|
+
instead of speaking only to himself and to the sea. "I missed you," he
|
2758
|
+
said. "What did you catch?"
|
2759
|
+
|
2760
|
+
"One the first day. One the second and two the third."
|
2761
|
+
|
2762
|
+
"Very good."
|
2763
|
+
|
2764
|
+
"Now we fish together again."
|
2765
|
+
|
2766
|
+
"No. I am not lucky. I am not lucky anymore."
|
2767
|
+
|
2768
|
+
"The hell with luck," the boy said. "I'll bring the luck with me."
|
2769
|
+
|
2770
|
+
"What will your family say?"
|
2771
|
+
|
2772
|
+
"I do not care. I caught two yesterday. But we will fish together now
|
2773
|
+
for I still have much to learn."
|
2774
|
+
|
2775
|
+
"We must get a good killing lance and always have it on board. You can
|
2776
|
+
make the blade from a spring leaf from an old Ford. We can grind it in
|
2777
|
+
Guanabacoa. It should be sharp and not tempered so it will break. My
|
2778
|
+
knife broke."
|
2779
|
+
|
2780
|
+
"I'll get another knife and have the spring ground. How many days of
|
2781
|
+
heavy brisa have we?"
|
2782
|
+
|
2783
|
+
"Maybe three. Maybe more."
|
2784
|
+
|
2785
|
+
"I will have everything in order," the boy said. "You get your hands
|
2786
|
+
well old man."
|
2787
|
+
|
2788
|
+
"I know how to care for them. In the night I spat something strange
|
2789
|
+
and felt something in my chest was broken."
|
2790
|
+
|
2791
|
+
"Get that well too," the boy said. "Lie down, old man, and I will
|
2792
|
+
bring you your clean shirt. And something to eat."
|
2793
|
+
|
2794
|
+
"Bring any of the papers of the time that I was gone," the old man said.
|
2795
|
+
|
2796
|
+
"You must get well fast for there is much that I can learn and you can
|
2797
|
+
teach me everything. How much did you suffer?"
|
2798
|
+
|
2799
|
+
"Plenty," the old man said.
|
2800
|
+
|
2801
|
+
"I'll bring the food and the papers," the boy said. "Rest well, old
|
2802
|
+
man. I will bring stuff from the drug-store for your hands."
|
2803
|
+
|
2804
|
+
"Don't forget to tell Pedrico the head is his."
|
2805
|
+
|
2806
|
+
"No. I will remember."
|
2807
|
+
|
2808
|
+
As the boy went out the door and down the worn coral rock road he was
|
2809
|
+
crying again.
|
2810
|
+
|
2811
|
+
That afternoon there was a party of tourists at the Terrace and looking
|
2812
|
+
down in the water among the empty beer cans and dead barracudas a woman
|
2813
|
+
saw a great long white spine with a huge tail at the end that lifted
|
2814
|
+
and swung with the tide while the east wind blew a heavy steady sea
|
2815
|
+
outside the entrance to the harbour.
|
2816
|
+
|
2817
|
+
"What's that?" she asked a waiter and pointed to the long backbone of
|
2818
|
+
the great fish that was now just garbage waiting to go out with the
|
2819
|
+
tide.
|
2820
|
+
|
2821
|
+
"Tiburon," the waiter said, "Eshark." He was meaning to explain what
|
2822
|
+
had happened.
|
2823
|
+
|
2824
|
+
"I didn't know sharks had such handsome, beautifully formed tails."
|
2825
|
+
|
2826
|
+
"I didn't either," her male companion said.
|
2827
|
+
|
2828
|
+
Up the road, in his shack, the old man was sleeping again. He was
|
2829
|
+
still sleeping on his face and the boy was sitting by him watching him.
|
2830
|
+
The old man was dreaming about the lions.
|