"You see," she said, "that I know all about your troubles; and you
cannot doubt that I desire to make you happy for as long a time as you
may remain with me. For this purpose, my honored guests, I have ordered
a banquet prepared. Fish, fowl, and flesh, roasted, and in luscious
stews, and seasoned, I trust, to all your tastes, are ready to be
served up. If your appetites tell you it is dinner time, then come with
me to the festal saloon."
At this kind invitation, the hungry mariners were quite overjoyed;
and one of them, taking upon himself to be spokesman, assured their
hospitable hostess that any hour of the day was dinner time with them,
whenever they could get flesh to put in the pot, and fire to boil
it with. So the beautiful woman led the way; and the four maidens,
(one of them had sea-green hair, another a bodice of oak bark, a
third sprinkled a shower of water drops from her fingers' ends, and
the fourth had some other oddity, which I have forgotten,) all these
followed behind, and hurried the guests along, until they entered a
magnificent saloon. It was built in a perfect oval, and lighted from
a crystal dome above. Around the walls were ranged two and twenty
thrones, overhung by canopies of crimson and gold, and provided with
the softest of cushions, which were tasselled and fringed with gold
cord. Each of the strangers was invited to sit down; and there they
were, two and twenty storm-beaten mariners, in worn and tattered garb,
sitting on two and twenty cushioned and canopied thrones, so rich and
gorgeous that the proudest monarch had nothing more splendid in his
stateliest hall.
Then you might have seen the guests nodding, winking with one eye, and
leaning from one throne to another, to communicate their satisfaction
in hoarse whispers.
"Our good hostess has made kings of us all," said one. "Ha! do you
smell the feast? I'll engage it will be fit to set before two and
twenty kings."
"I hope," said another, "it will be, mainly, good substantial joints,
surloins, spareribs, and hinder quarters, without too many kickshaws.
If I thought the good lady would not take it amiss, I should call for a
fat slice of fried bacon to begin with."
Ah, the gluttons and gormandizers! You see how it was with them. In
the loftiest seats of dignity, on royal thrones, they could think of
nothing but their greedy appetite, which was the portion of their
nature that they shared with wolves and swine; so that they resembled
those vilest of animals far more than they did kings--if, indeed, kings
were what they ought to be.
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