how it's only woods and water; and suppose you had asked somebody for

the name, and he had answered--nemorosa Zacynthos!'

'Jam medio apparet fluctu!' exclaimed Herrick. 'Ye gods, yes, how good!'

'If it gets upon the chart, the skippers will make nice work of it,'

said Attwater. 'But here, come and see the diving-shed.'

He opened a door, and Herrick saw a large display of apparatus neatly

ordered: pumps and pipes, and the leaded boots, and the huge snouted

helmets shining in rows along the wall; ten complete outfits.

'The whole eastern half of my lagoon is shallow, you must understand,'

said Attwater; 'so we were able to get in the dress to great advantage.

It paid beyond belief, and was a queer sight when they were at it,

and these marine monsters'--tapping the nearest of the helmets--'kept

appearing and reappearing in the midst of the lagoon. Fond of parables?'

he asked abruptly.

'O yes!' said Herrick.

'Well, I saw these machines come up dripping and go down again, and come

up dripping and go down again, and all the while the fellow inside as

dry as toast!' said Attwater; 'and I thought we all wanted a dress to

go down into the world in, and come up scatheless. What do you think the

name was?' he inquired.

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