Again came down that lower jaw upon her light canoe, With the chair upon her arm she bade the Fish adieu; And seizing quick the paddle, she drove the boat along, And she really felt so happy she burst into a song. Right to her father's Wigwam she quickly brought her prize. Who fitted up for her own use one of much larger size; The wampum used for lining--the chair in center stood, Her Chieftain soon did see it, and said 'twas very good. 'Twas amazing how his love increas'd while gazing on her wealth. For soon he quite forgot himself, and seized a kiss by stealth; And no one now more anxious the marriage to fulfil. Indeed so much excitement he really was quite ill. Her heart was warm--she pitied him, and soon became his wife, And they travel'd on together through this world of strife; The wealth she brought along with her unto her lord and master, Was greater in comparison than that of J. J. Astor. Their married life ran smoothly, and to them a babe was born. But Li-Lamboni oft wonder'd if her Fairy friend was gone. One day while at her Wigwam door, the baby in her arms, The earth began to tremble and it filled her with alarms. Anon it trembled more and more, and then a sudden shock, As she looked out towards the Ocean she saw the Elfin Rock, 'Twas lifted from its base, and was swinging towards the sea, And this immense lake of water from its bondage now was free. Then she saw her old Fish Monster swimming gracefully along, Although the water flowed with a tide both full and strong; He raised himself upon his tail, as he had done before, And dropping down his under jaw as one would drop a door. There sat the graceful Fairy, brought fully into view, And she waved her tiny finger to bid her friend adieu: "We're going to Farrallone Isles there to build a home, And if you need our help again you have out there to come." Then up again that lower jaw went snugly into place, And having cut a caper with the Sea-Lion ran a race, Who had the Lily on his back to take a pleasant ride, They moved along quite rapidly, both swimming with the tide. Li-Lamboni felt sad to bid her friend good-bye. She sank right down upon the floor and ended with a cry; But with them passed the waters, leaving only our fine Bay, On which rises San Francisco as we see it here to-day. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The San Francisco Fairy, by Anonymous