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Show IT ALWAYS HAPPENS SO - Live sea-serpents have become so common of late years that the sea captains have ceased looking for them. If they come in their way they languidly report them on coming into port, but otherwise no longer startle the public with their stories. But a dead sea-serpent is as rare as a dead monkey or a dead post-boy - according to Dickens nobody ever saw either. Captain Ingalls, of the schooner Chalcedony, and the crew of a Cape Ann schooner saw one - a dead serpent, not a donkey - the other day off the coast of Maine. This is all the more singular, because the right place for a dead sea-serpent is, of course, the Dead Sea. It was floating bottom up. Its belly was of a dirty brown color, with a head twenty feet long and ten feet thick, which are about the proportions of a steamer's boiler. It had two white fins, twelve feet long. Its body was forty feet long, tapering to the size of a small log. Unluckily there wasn't wind enough to enable the captain to tow the monster into Portland; but there always is something which prevents anybody from seeing a sea-serpent - except the fellow who saw it. -Detroit Press. |
