kept odd specimens of sea-life which the Delaware Bay 
fishermen would bring in. He saw once there a sea- 
horse just a queer little sea-animal that looked some- 
what like a horse—and another time he saw an electric 
eel which Franklin's discovery had explained. One day 
he saw a jelly-fish put in, and then a squid, and then a 
lobster. The lobster and the squid came well along in 
his fish experiences; he was witness of a familiar tragedy 
in connection with these two, which stayed with him 
all his life and cleared things up considerably intel- 
lectually. The squid, it appeared from the talk of the 
idle bystanders who were always loafing about this mar- 
ket, was considered the rightful prey of the lobster; and 
the latter had no other food offered him. The lobster lay 
at the bottom of the clear glass tank on the yellow sand, 
apparently seeing nothing—you could not tell in which 
way his beady, black buttons of eyes were looking—but 
apparently they were never off the body of the squid. 
The latter, pale and waxy in texture, looking very much 
like pork fat or jade, was moving about in torpedo fash- 
ion; but his movements were apparently never out of 
the eyes of his enemy, for by degrees small portions of 
his body began to disappear, snapped off by the relent- 
less claws of his pursuer. The latter, as young Cowper- 
wood was one day a witness, would leap like a catapult 
to where the squid was apparently idly dreaming, and 
the squid, very alert, would dart away, shooting out at 
the same time a cloud of ink, behind which it would dis- 
appear. It was not always completely successful, how- 
ever. Some small portions of its body or its tail were 
frequently left in the claws of the monster below. Days 
passed, and, now fascinated by the drama, young Cowper- 
wood came daily. 
"Say, pa," he said to his father, one night, "did you 
ever see that tank in front of Joralemon's ?" 
"Yes, I know where it is," said his father. 
" Did you ever see the squid and lobster they got in there ?"