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SMAD. An Organ of Student Opinion. 1935. Volume 6. Number 15.

Tale of a Fish

Tale of a Fish.

This is a tale without a moral—not because I believe that such tales should be told without suitable moral appendages, but simply because it has not yet come to an end.

There was once a fish that lived in the sea—as most fishes do—but it was a very observant fish, and desired to get some higher education. So it left the undersea cave that was its home and swam out into the sunny water beyond.

It found very many things of interest there, and gathered a great store of knowledge concerning the ways of the deep. From the sharks it learned discretion, and from the sea birds the art of diplomatic evasion; and even the whale could give it lessons in observation.

But one day it swam into the ken of man. The experience was most interesting in fact—under the piles of a wharf it was—with the sunlight filtering green through the water.

There was a curious glittering thing bobbing around there. Perhaps it might be good to eat? At any rate, why not try?

So it did, and almost at once there was a sharp tug and our fish found itself drawn rapidly upwards through the water.

It was most unpleasant, and he struggled and struggled, but could not get away. Out of the water and into the sun-dangling on the end of the fisherman's line. Most unpleasant, this. Flip, flop, flap—splash. Back into the water now, and away: must not repeat this experience.

Under the piles of a wharf it was with the sunlight filtering green through the water.

There was a curious glittering thing bobbing round there. Perhaps it might be good to eat? At any rate, why not try?

—E.F.H.

"Why aren't you wearing a dinner suit and stiff shirt?"

"The doctor told me to keep away from starch."