His Predictions Corne Trrte And now zý . er youfhful prodigy appears. Edmnund Hla- Ieye,,son of a wealthy soap- manufacturer, sends a first paper f0 the Royal Society ai the age of ninefeen, years. This was in tire ya 1675. The young astronomer vwas elected aq fellow of fihe Royal Societ-v at the aeo!f wenty- No doubt Halley's scientific contempioraries; regarded his predïction of thie future transit cýf Venus as a hig-.hiy interest- ing exhibition of astronomical knoledebut as falig ell within the province o! one who Lad devofed ïmuch fitrne to cal- cuiation o! pilanetary orbits. But ftic caicuiafion of the or- bit o! a cornet, coupied With) the prediction tchat this visitor wotild return forty-three, years later - in 1758 .- was somje- thing o! a quit e differenit order, 0f course, the cornet did uil- imately returf, as the daring astronioter predicted, and was 'bus proved to be a member of thie planetary !amfly - ini fu- ture very properiy ta bear Ha- ley's naine. Býut somîething promnised for theý year 1758 was hardly likeiy ta hush the voice cif skepticisn of the year 171,5. In any evnt te feat of es- taiblishiný g a cornet as a mme cf the sun's family is jusfiy ac- eocuntfd one of tche mnosf speu- tacular accomi-plishrneLnts in thec istory of asfronorny. If is diffi- cuit fromi this distance tb real- ize adequateiy whaf sucli a pronouncemnent vht sucli a generation- thaf heard it. If inust be understood thaqt frorn the eariiest tirnes ýornets had been regarded, nof as nat- tiral cecestial bodies, but as %tupernaturai phenomena. This was flot rnerely popular and theciogical doctrine, but if was an estirnte that onlyý, the mos!, rationalisfic o f astronorners thoughit o! chalienging.,, The forward-looking qual,)ity cf Haliey's mnd was showni, not oniy in his attitude foward the Newtonian hypothesis, but in is receptivenless ta n-ew ideas in gene-rai. Nafuraliy he had the keenes! interes! in the new anid imnproved asfronopnicai instru- ments for which the epoch is distinguishied. - Frorn "The Greaf Astroniornieris," by Henry Smith Williamns, "Probably it's just hïs founda- tionsetn" SIIUN SUT-Girls whb doi' like 10o get sunburned will approve of this Iong-sleeved swimisuit, modeled by Jean Moorhead in Hollywoodl. The hiot, mid-sunerc suni burncd down on a stili, calm ocean. 1 was standing on th fIy7ing bridge of the care uoat, "Wizard", thirty mie soufhb ot Shinnecock IniefLong is- land. Long, unefoenftuiboush o gazing inito the giare laýd made rny eyes redi-rinmed and tired. The constant throb o!fthe boaf's cngine gave me fhe beginnings o! a headache. Quite frankly-, 1Iwas m~eary and bored. "Swordihing sntil Daction, cornrnented Skiipper ClydeI Oak- Iey. He gestiured astLernitowards our two oufrigge,,r baits, bouinc ing and skiffering erratica"lly out the le boaf's wak, "on tirnes yoýu'Ii wait tii] aswr fish spots the squid. They corn, flsigouf, of nowhere_, hitting bid"he said. "Sorneftres it's all waiting, and no fish."' "This time~ it's fsh"yelied Hla] Ryder. "Lo-ok aheadi ofi fite sfarboard bave Those guils are wo-rkýing over sornething big." Tbe birds were inerebac dots on the horizon. As Ciyde opened the throtIe wide, racing toa hsfe spot, 1I marveied iat Ryder's !arsightedness, the sea- mia's eye that cauiglt a speck, of ,r,.oftion in a vast ernptin-ess. As we ce! d coser, 1 was able ta dîïstiniguish fthe flutfering, wide- winged shapes o! gannets, the srnaller, !orýk-taiiied fterns, even a, bevy7 of Mother Carey's Cliick- ens, those tiny petrels that live on the open seac Underneaththe aerial bediarn, churning the v,,aer to a silver sheet, a schoo.l of mackurel raced and twisted CI H desperat efort Wtam~pe in- stant death in the !orm of a sword!ish. "Thait fish went down bL)ut hle'Il be fceeçing in a iniut,' whTis- pered Clyde. "'When lie hits, eaethe r,,eelon, free spool and 1let h-irn take line. Don'f strike tJIi;he stops and swailows fiei squid."ý During fthcexcitenentHa] Ryder hiad snappcd both uneis fronth-? oufi7gger pins, rtiv ing one liait and piacing if in the portable ice box, r-eady for in- stant use. 1 went down flIe lad- der into the cockpit, sud into the big fighting chair, and buckied myseif into a shoider i,;arness. Hal siipped the rran ng rodi into the giamba]ýi sockef on the chair. "Don'f ciarnp cdown twlien he strîikes," he wairnjed. "That fish wiii carry 'the squid in his rnoutl i tli he decides if's good to cat. We want the liook deep in his guit." My hands were wef witli pers- piration. A liard knot cranped! rny sfomnach wuhie the beat o!frny lear! feif like a sledge pounid- ing th-rouigh rny veins. I wanted ta yeip in excitem-esnt, sweaýr, bleg, evcn pray ta force flie ac- tion wrifes Chuck Mleyer in thc Police Gazette. This was the lest chance I'd lad aýt a rod-and- reel broadbill in ten years o! troiiing the blue wafer o!fli Atlantic. Sure; I'd baited at least, it swordfish. I'd known onurnerabie thrilis spotting fiïsh, Like rnostblroadbiii, dliy wercn'f inferesied, Yeu could drag fif- ,witchied once or twice, the dor- sal fin sfood sfiff and erect whiie fhe fish finned higher. Wifl itis black blli suddcnly clear, thrash- ing down and sidewýýays, the sw,ýordfisli carne in like a naked thunderboif. Wicked fenpered, viciouisly sîashing tIc e, , fIte broadîïbli] enguilfed my squid! Line výhistied off the reel, Thc fish stopped mmnta i ten 1rýin again. "Strikýe!" beliowcd R-la] Ryder. I clJicked the free_ spool lever into gear, The linen uine t ightcn- ed on the reel spool. Sornething smnashed flirough -my a.rrns and Affer al, fhe fish was feeding. "'Hit if!" I1 muftcred. itit, Pleure" Exteniding barekyý four or five incb.es above the water, 1 spotted the two black fins tipping a few hundred feet astern. The caudal is turn away. But maybe t'his mronster wouId react differently. teen baits across ti-eir snouts and ail the swordfisb. would do shoulders, joltiiig nie 1haif out of the chair, M\y feet were clamiped on thec footboards, I weigh one rundred and seventy pound s, but il felt like a pigmy caugtht ini the grasp of a giant. Lbine srnoked frorli the reel, and Ha] (dunped a pail of seajwater over m nechanismi to preveýnti i wanted a glimpse of its tormen- ters. It spotted the shadow of our huli, rolied res;tlessly, and then attacked! Th-ere was rio dloubt of the action. Deliberately arching upward, thiat brýoadbill attern tedf0drive ifssor 11,1o the boa Vs bot!torn-. Skipper Oakley slammed the throtf le open. The "Wizardi" squa1tted af t, then shot forward like a cannonball, I was yanked ouf of my vseat again. Oiy rny feet, braced stiff-iy, saved Me. Dirniy, 1 heard a harsh, grafîng s ound as the sw,ýordfsih grazed our transom. 1 saw the fish be- corne enitaýngied ,n a siack loop of xty fwenty-four thread hne, H-ai Ryder Ibeliow.ed 1sornething incomprehenisibieý, and raced f0-. wvards the bow. 1He returned car- rying- the long handled harpoon. "It's over!" he yeiled. -The linen wil] pop! 1Ilianstick thaf fish now if you say the word!" 1 knew ilhope of adn the broadbiii on rod-and-reel was gýone. Miserabl, I nodded m y consent.Cyd backed down on the fish, laying dormant on the surface. Just as th-e broadi- bill siashed1 vioienfiy, breaking mnyfine, Hai drove ithe harpoon dart into its head. Th'le sworýdfisb- w e n f çorn- pletelyiy mad! The giant rose out of the water, bioodsre in frorn its head, andafteimpfed aï% second attack. Ha] fiipped (Jthe -manila -keg rig overboard as Clyde gunned the charterboaf Qut of harmn's way. The broaýdbil made two hugýe circles, tailwaik- ing, head and swvord pitn a! the sky, body ex,,posed to its gui 1plates. 'Towýing th,,Iree hun- dired feef of manila iine plus the k arpoon keg slowed thaf fish