for the Caribbean Sea, which is as full of mountains as New Hampshire
and Vermont are. Of course, none of them have caps of snow like Mount
Washington, for it's nice and warm in the Caribbean Sea; that's the
reason I want to go there. But, if the Iceberg Express is wrecked,
how am I to continue my journey?"

"Sufferin' mackerel!" exclaimed King Seaphus; this time he uttered
the words aloud and not under his breath, "Sufferin' mackerel! I'll
see that you get there, if I have to charter a special train!"

"But what about my finger?" asked the Star Fish.

"Oh, I'll reimburse you for your ticket," exclaimed the King. "And
now, what can I do for you?" he asked, turning to the Polar Bear.

"Train Porters have very low wages," replied the Polar Bear.

"Very well," answered King Seaphus, " I will see that yours are
doubled," and he waved the two visitors away with a haughty gesture.
The court page then escorted them to the door.

"You heard what I said," cried the King, turning to the Prime Minister.
"Now go to the General Manager of the Sea Bottom Subway and inform
him of my wishes. Also that he must have an express ready to start
for the Caribbean Sea tomorrow morning without fail."

The Prime Minister bowed respectfully and departed.

"Whew!" exclaimed the King, smiling at Mary Louise and his daughter
as soon as the three were again alone, "if that Star Fish wasn't a