David Cory
David Magie Cory (October 26, 1872 – July 4, 1966) was a writer of more than fifty books for young children. He was best known for his Jack Rabbit stories, which were syndicated in newspapers for forty years.
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The Iceberg Express - David Cory
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Title: The Iceberg Express
Author: David Magie Cory
Posting Date: November 5, 2008 [EBook #2325]
Release Date: September, 2000
Language: English
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The Iceberg Express
by
David Cory
CONTENTS
The Magic Comb
The Coral Palace
King Seaphus
Damages
The Wreck
Wonderland
The Enchanted Prince
The Magic Seeds
Candy City
Toy Land
The Magic Comb
One bright morning in August little Mary Louise put on her hat and went trudging across the meadow to the beach.
It was the first time she had been trusted out alone since the family had moved to the seashore for the summer; for Mary Louise was a little girl, nothing about her was large, except her round gray eyes.
There was a pale mist on the far-off sea, and up around the sun were white clouds edged with the hues of pinks and violets. The tide was coming in, and the waves, little at first, but growing larger every moment, were crowding up, along the sand and pebbles, laughing, winking and whispering, as they tumbled over each other, like thousands of children hurrying home from school.
Who was down there under the blue water, with the hoarse, hollow voice, urging and pushing them across the beach to her feet? And what was there beneath the sea, and beyond the sea, so deep, so broad and so dim, away off where the white ships, that looked smaller than seabirds, were gliding out and in?
But while Mary Louise stood still and wondered, there came a low rippling laugh to her ear.
A little distance down the beach a girl, somewhat older than herself, rested on the beach. She evidently was tired from swimming, for she lay half in the water and half on the warm sand, her face resting on her upturned palms, looking at Mary Louise with a smile, which seemed to say: Why don't you come over and comb my hair?
Indeed, this must have been exactly what she meant, for she held out a pretty pearl comb until Mary Louise could resist no longer.
Little Mary Louise had never before seen such beautiful long hair. It spread like a scarf from the girl's shoulders down upon the sand.
Mary Louise had forgotten that there were mermaids, and that mermaids always had most beautiful hair, and that they always combed it with pearly combs!
Have you been swimming?
asked Mary Louise.
Yes, a long swim,
answered the little mermaid, and she gave a sudden kick in the water with her little feet, or, should I say, with her small fin-tail, which sent the spray flying.
Oh, you're a mermaid!
exclaimed Mary Louise, surprised and delighted at her unexpected discovery. I saw your finny tail. Do you like tails better than feet?
I never had feet,
said the little mermaid, so I can't say, but I should think they'd be very nice to walk on.
Yes, if you go to the mountains, as we did last summer,
answered Mary Louise, but you don't have to climb hills in the ocean.
Perhaps you don't know there are mountains in the sea,
said the little mermaid. Of course, you have seen nothing but their tops. What is that little rocky ledge over yonder, where the white lighthouse stands, but the stony top of a hill rising from the bottom of the sea? And what are those pretty green islands, with their clusters of trees and grassy slopes, but the summits of hills lifted out of the water?
Oh!
said Mary Louise, with a gasp. You do know geography, don't you? Is it pretty, away down there under the waves?
she added wistfully.
The mermaid smiled very sweetly as she answered, Yes, it is. There are many wonderful things to see, and many strange beautiful things to hear under the sea! I will comb your hair with my magic comb,
and she ran the pearly comb gently through Mary Louise's hair.
"Over the sea the white ships sail,
Out through the mist and the rollicking gale,
While deep below the mermaids swim
With their finny tails so neat and trim.
So please, little magic comb, don't fail
To give Mary Louise a mermaid tail."
And the more she combed the longer grew the pretty curls, until, to the astonishment of Mary Louise, she found her hair trailing down to her very feet. The breeze suddenly blew it to one side, and there on the sand, instead of her two little shoes, was a mermaid's tail, with a flippy-floppy fin on the end!
Come with me,
said the mermaid, and without a moment's hesitation Mary Louise followed her into the water and out beyond the breakers, swimming as easily as if she had always been a little mermaid, instead of a girl who wore tan shoes.
Where are we going?
asked Mary Louise, as the dim line of the shore disappeared and there was nothing in sight but the great, restless ocean.
The mermaid did not answer, but looked about intently,