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THE SEA-SERPENT. 
But hold, — we gallop on too fast. This 
was done; but at Nahant the yachts next 
day their anchors cast, returned in triumph 
from their jaunt. With booming gun and mar¬ 
tial strain, they wake the echoes there again, 
while alj crowd round to hail and see the 
gainers of this victory. One yacht was gone, 
alas ! — and they who manned her in that desper¬ 
ate fight, the young, the true, the brave, the 
gay, were not forgotten there that night; they 
“ cry, remembrance saddening o’er each brow, 
How had the brave who fell exulted now! ” 
That evening, it was marked by all, Sue 
Forbes was gayer than before, for Prince was 
there to grace the ball ; but, ere that brilliant 
ball was o’er, they wandered to a balcony that 
overhung the moon-lit sea. Albert Prince in 
truth was sad, but still “ not without hope his 
sorrow ” ; for Sue Forbes’ smile was ever glad, 
and sober men full often borrow love from girls 
with auburn tresses, and pay them — after — 
their addresses. 
