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They picked up the gear from the boat

The old man carried the mast on his shoulder and the boy carried the wooden box with the coiled hard braded brown lines

The gaffe and the hard poon with it shaft

The box with debates was under the stern of the sgift along with the club

That was used to subdue the big fish

When they were brought alongside

No one would steal from the old man

But it was better to take the sale in the heavy lines home

As the due was bad for them

And though he was quite

Sure no local people would steal from him

The old man thought that a gaffe in a harpoon were needless temptations to leave in a boat

They walked up the road together to the old man's shack and went in through its open door

The old man lean the mast with its rapped sale against the wall and the boy put the box and the other gear beside it

The must was nearly as long as the one room of the shack

The shack was made of the tough budshields of the royal palm

Which had called guano and in it there was a bed

A table

One chair and a place on the dirt floor to cook with charcoa on the brown walls of the flattened overlapping leaves of the thirdy fiber

Guano there was a picture in color of the sacred heart of jesus and another of the virgin of coba

These were relics of his wife

Once there had been a tinted photograph of his wife on the wall

But he had taken it down

Because it made him too lonely to see it

And it was on the shelf in the corner under his clean shirt

What do you have to eat the boy asked a part of yellow rice with fish

Do you want some no i will eat at home

Do you want me to make the fire

No i will make it later on

Or i may eat the rice code

May i take the cast net

Of course

There was no cast net

And the boy remembered when they had sold it

But they went through this fiction

Every day there was no part of yellow rice and fish

And the boy knew this too eighty five was lucky number

The old man said

How would you like to see me bring one in that dressed out over a thousand pounds

I'll get the cast net and go for serdines

Will you sit in the sun

In the doorway

Yes

I have yesterday's paper

And i will read the baseball

The boy did not know whether yesterday's paper was fiction too

But the old man brought it out from under the bed hiricle gave it me at the table dgger

He explained

I'll be back

When i have the sar deees

I'll keep yours and mind together on ice

And we can share them in the morning

When i come back

You can tell me about the baseball

The yankees cannot lose

But i fear the indians of cleveland have faith in the anke is my son think of a great to mage oi fear both the tigers of detroit and the indians of cleveland be careful

Or you will fear even read the sininsanity in a white socker chicago

You study it and tell me when i come back

Do you think we should buy a terminal the lottery with an eighty five

Tomorrow is the eighty fifty day

We can do that

The boy said

But what about the eighty seven of your great record

It could not happen twice

Do you think you can find eighty five

I can order one one sheet

That's two dollars and half

Who can we borrow that from that's easy

I can always borrow two dollars in a half

I think perhaps i can too

But i try not to borrow

First you borrow

Then you beg keep ormold man

The boy said

Remember we are in september the month

When a great fish come

The old man said

Anyone can be a fishermen in

May i going now for the serdeens

The boy said