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pass through. What mystery or mysteries may lie in that 

 dark and silent pool behind the archway it is impossible to 

 prophesy. It reminds one irresistibly of Victor Hugo's de- 

 lightfully weird book, "The Toilers of the Sea," or the 

 Scandinavian legends of that great sea-monster, the "Kra- 

 ken." Perhaps in the near future some hardy spirits with a 

 canvas boat, and if possible magnesium candles, will draw 

 on one side the curtain that has so long veiled these secrets. 

 They may be rewarded with the loot of some old buccaneer 

 in Spanish onzas, or have a tremendous sea-fight with a 

 gigantic Cephalapod, the veritable "diable de la mer." 

 Who can tell? 



