The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-07-17

i to his shoulders, and then he
thrust his head downward
and dived. His open eyes saw the
golden beach through green water that
was like the light that shines through
stained glass windows. 1t was clear
and bright, yet it had cool, green
shadows in it.
Goodness was welcome to the cook
after his long morning over the many
fierce fires of the hotel kitchen. AL
though he was all artist and loved his
art, he was glad for the time to be
away from the scenes of mayonnaise
of salmon and nesselrode buildings,
and even flet de boeuf a la Turko-
Espagnole. which is the king of dishes.
So he struck out and swan straight
ahead into the level plain of Sea that
came up to his eyes SO that he saw
only a personal horizon of his own.
And after awhile he dived again to
take another look at the golden bot
tom through the peek-a-boo green
glass of the water
But he came up again in a mighty
fright. and with frantic putting and
blowing he turned for shore, kicking
with his feet like the absurd propeller
OF steamer that is floating light
The cook had seen something down
on the oceans bed-something round
and long and serpentine.
"A snake! A sea monster!" said
the cook to himself in alarm. He had
never seen such a creature, although
he was specialist in natural history.
Perhaps that was the trouble His
speciality in zoology was to know all
the animals that would make good
dishes when transmitted by his art; so
sea monsters did not come properly
within his knowledge.
IT the cook was frightened. he left
equally as great fright behind him.
For when his staring red face, with
the bristly hair, and the waving arms,
that made the water swirl in pearly
clouds, and the kicking legs, that sent
two wakes of silver bubbles sparkling
upward, burst on the scene down
there on the clear bottom it was Just
when the sturgeon and the turtle and
the Goldfish and the lobster had set
tied down for quiet afternoons chat
with the submarine cable.
The cable was terribly annoyed at
the cooks visit, for it had begun
to tell the fish and the lobster all
about the latest news in the Russo
Japanese war, when they scuttled
away in fright
Now that the water was quite
peaceful again, they still held aioof.
The Holsters stalk-eyes and long feel
ers could just be seen behind a rock
The sturgeon was winnowing the wa
ter with his. big fms far away. The
turtle had buried itself so deep that
it was quite impossible to see any
sign of its grave in the yellow sand;
and the Goldfish sat, with its mouth
and eyes staring wide open, where it
had lurched in its fright
Come, come!" said the submarine
cable pettishly, there is no danger"
"What-what was it?" gasped the
Goldfish, gulping convulsively with his
gills.
IN othing but man" said the sub
marine cable shortly
"A MANI" repeated the sturgeon,
padding himself into the most com
Portable place 81 think you are mis-
taken. From the description that you
have given us of submarine boat, I
think that this was one"
PAIL" said the turtle, emerging in
a cloud of sand, 81 think that you
are imbecile. That was an alderman,
or | am much mistaken
Only the lobster said nothing. Ow-
ing to the talent of his race for go
ing backwards, he had been able to
keep his beady eyes fixed on the
creature that had so frightened them,
even while he retreated, and he had
observed the direction in which it
went after its. dive. Inwardly, the
lobster resolved to take the same di-
rection as soon as possible and see
what would come of it.
What is a man?" the Goldfish asked
of the submarine cable with much re-
spect.