"They snore," said the albatross, "they are very fast asleep, and
before they wake I should like to talk to you a little."

She meant that the fairies snored, and so they did, in Jack's
pockets.

"My name," continued the albatross, "is Jenny. Do you think you shall
remember that? because, when you are in Fairyland and want some one to
take you home again, and call 'Jenny,' I shall be able to come to you;
and I shall come with pleasure, for I like boys better than fairies."

"Thank you," said Jack. "Oh yes, I shall remember your name, it is
such a very easy one."

"If it is in the night that you want me, just look up," continued the
albatross, "and you will see a green and a red spark moving in the
air; you will then call Jenny, and I will come; but remember that I
cannot come unless you do call me."

"Very well," said Jack; but he was not attending, because there was so
much to be seen.

In the first place, all the stars excepting a few large ones were
gone, and they looked frightened; and as it got lighter, one after the
other seemed to give a little start in the blue sky and go out. And
then Jack looked down and saw, as he thought, a great country, covered
with very jagged snow mountains with astonishingly sharp peaks. Here
and there he saw a very deep lake,--at least he thought it was a lake;
but while he was admiring the mountains, there came an enormous crack
between two of the largest, and he saw the sun come rolling up among
them, and it seemed to be almost smothered.

"Why, those are clouds!" exclaimed Jack; "and O how rosy they have all
turned! I thought they were mountains."

"Yes, they are clouds," said the albatross; and then they turned gold
color; and next they began to plunge and tumble, and every one of the
peaks put on a glittering crown; and next they broke themselves to
pieces, and began to drift away. In fact, Jack had been out all night,
and now it was morning.

CHAPTER II.

CAPTAIN JACK.

"It has been our lot to sail with many captains, not one
of whom is fit to be a patch on your back."--_Letter of
the Ship's Company of H. M. S. S. Royalist to Captain W.
T. Bate._

All this time the albatross kept dropping down and down like a stone,
till Jack was quite out of breath, and they fell or flew, whichever
you like to call it, straight through one of the great chasms which he
had thought were lakes, and he looked down, as he sat on the bird's
back, to see what the world