some portions were of a lovely pale pink color, others pure white. Among this there grew large quantities of sea-weed of the richest hues imaginable, and of the most graceful forms; while innumerable fishes—blue, red, yellow, green, and striped—sported in and out amongst the flower-beds of this submarine garden, and did not appear to be at all afraid of our approaching them.
On darting to the surface for breath, after our first dive, Jack and I rose close to each other.
"Did you ever in your life, Ralph, see anything so lovely?" said Jack, as he flung the spray from his hair.
"Never," I replied. "It appears to me like fairy realms. I can scarcely believe that we are not dreaming."
"Dreaming!" cried Jack, "do you know, Ralph,?'m half tempted to think that we really are dreaming. But if so, I am resolved to make the most of it, and dream another dive; so here goes,—down again, my boy!"
We took the second dive together, and kept beside each other while under water; and I was greatly surprised to find that we could keep down much longer than I ever recollect having done in our own seas at home. I believe that this was owing to the heat of the water, which Was so warm that we afterwards found we could remain in it for two and three hours at a time without feeling any unpleasant effects such as we used to experience in the sea at home. When Jack reached the bottom, he grasped the coral stems, and crept along on his hands and knees, peeping under the sea-weed and among the rocks. I observed him also pick up one or two large oysters, and retain them in his grasp, as if he meant to take them up with him, so I also gathered a few. Sud-
