sity, like a ball or a shell from the calibre of
a mortar. Sphinx was at this time quite sea-sick, and the unfortunate
count was driven forth like a sky-rocket, and landed upon the peak of
Teneriffe, plunged over head and ears in the snow--_requiescat in pace!_

I perceived all this mischief from my seat in the ark, but was in such a
convulsion of laughter that I could not utter an intelligible word. And
now Sphinx, deprived of her postillion, went on in a zigzag direction,
and gambolled away after a most dreadful manner. And thus had everything
gone to wreck, had I not given instant orders to Gog and Magog to sally
forth. They plunged into the water, and swimming on each side, got at
length right before the animal, and then seized the reins. Thus they
continued swimming on each side, like tritons, holding the muzzle
of Sphinx, while I, sallying forth astride upon the creature's back,
steered forward on our voyage to the Cape of Good Hope.

Arriving at the Cape, I immediately gave orders to repair my former
chariot and machines, which were very expeditiously performed by the
excellent artists I had brought with me from Europe. And now everything
being refitted, we launched forth upon the water: perhaps there never
was anything seen more glorious or more august. 'Twas magnificent to
behold Sphinx make her obeisance on the water, and the crickets chirp
upon the bulls in return of the salute; while Gog and Magog, advancing,
took the reins of the great John Mowmowsky, and leading towards us
chariot and all, instantly disposed of them to the forepart of the ark
by hooks and eyes, and tackled Sphinx before all the bulls. Thus the
whole had a most tremendous and triumphal appearance. In front floated
forwards the mighty Sphinx, with Gog and Magog on each side; next
followed in order the bulls with crickets upon their heads; and then
advanced the chariot of Queen Mab, containing the curious seat and
orrery of heaven; after which appeared the boat and ark of council,
overtopped with two balloons, which gave an air of greater lightness and
elegance to the whole. I placed in the galleries under the balloons, and
on the backs of the bulls, a number of excellent vocal performers,
with martial music of clarionets and trumpets. They sung the "Watery
Dangers," and the "Pomp of Deep Cerulean!" The sun shone glorious on the
water while the procession advanced toward the land, under five hundred
arches of ice, illuminated with coloured li