::::::::sl: WAVES OF THE SEA Sk"""" 



The smi sank into a sea smooth as glass, and when 

 its golden path had faded out, a tiny thread of silver 

 was left, — the thin moon-crescent hung- even-balanced 

 lo the western sky, — and our last night on the 

 water — our first Christmas Eve in the tropics — was 

 one of enchantment. 



LIVE NEEDLE FISH 



