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Updated: June 29, 2025
This time at Clemente, Boschen caught his first Marlin and it weighed over three hundred pounds, leaped clear into the air sixty-three times, and gave a spectacular and magnificent surface fight that simply beggared description. It made me wild to catch one, of like weight and ferocity. I spent several more endless days in vain.
They said he never once suggested by his tone or manner that he was singing anything funny that would spoil it. It was his air of seriousness, almost of pathos, that made it so irresistibly amusing. We said we yearned to hear it, that we wanted a good laugh; and they went downstairs, and fetched Herr Slossenn Boschen.
Captain Dan, of course, was mostly dominated by my feeling. All the same, I think the strain affected him on his own account. Then one day Boschen came over to Clemente with Farnsworth and let me explain, by the way, that Boschen is probably the greatest heavy tackle fisherman living.
They said he never once suggested by his tone or manner that he was singing anything funny that would spoil it. It was his air of seriousness, almost of pathos, that made it so irresistibly amusing. We said we yearned to hear it, that we wanted a good laugh; and they went downstairs, and fetched Herr Slossenn Boschen.
Then Herr Slossenn Boschen got up, and went on awful. He said he had never been so insulted in all his life. It appeared that the song was not a comic song at all.
Then Herr Slossenn Boschen got up, and went on awful. He said he had never been so insulted in all his life. It appeared that the song was not a comic song at all.
The young men said it was the funniest song that had ever been written, and that, if we liked, they would get Herr Slossenn Boschen, whom they knew very well, to sing it. They said nobody could sing it like Herr Slossenn Boschen; he was so intensely serious all through it that you might fancy he was reciting a tragedy, and that, of course, made it all the funnier.
This is a spectacle not given to many fishermen, and I saw my opportunity. With my glass I watched Boschen fight the swordfish, and I concluded from the way he pulled that he was fast to the bottom of the ocean. We went on our way then, and that night when I got in I saw his wonderful swordfish, the world's record we all knew he would get some day. Four hundred and sixty-three pounds!
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