THE SEA-SERPENT. 
79 
i. 
Out on the sea, out on the sea, the serpent 
is loafing lazily, wondering if poor pigmy men 
will dare to fight with him again, and thinking 
what he had better do with his precious self for 
the rest of the week, — wondering much if any¬ 
thing new has turned up at Newport, where 
thousands seek fashion and fun, or health and 
quiet, with good sea air, and good fish diet. 
“ At all events, I’ll go down and see if the beaux 
and belles have forgotten me.” He arrives at 
Newport ; — with vast surprise he sees the Hope 
moored quietly there. At first he almost doubts 
his eyes ; he gave her a most amazing stare, 
and thought it strange that yacht should be there , 
that he meant to have sunk in the sea. Now 
this was the night of the fancy ball, — that dear, 
delightful, brilliant time ; and every one there, 
both great and small, had decided to make the 
affair sublime, — and so they did. Hark ! the 
strains of the Steyermarkische band arise from 
that gay saloon , while Turks and Danes, with 
