January 7, 2001

In a Minnesota Library, Dastardly Deeds Never Go Unpunished

By ZOE INGALLS

"[The shark] glided toward Pat with fearful rapidity. ... Like a living lance launched from the hand of Neptune, it dashed upon its prey with a lightning-like impetus. ... But Pat had again cocked his revolver. As the serriated teeth grated against its muzzle he pressed the trigger. There was a flash and a report. Pierced through the brain, the stricken monster for a few seconds lashed the water, dyed with his blood into crimson foam, then turned on its back and lay with quivering fins,