Then he bent his ugly paw with the manners of a beau,
She put her hand within it, and down the steps did go.
She found her old Fish Monster with everything all right,
Down came his handy under jaw,—she mounted to the height;
And scarcely was she seated in that splendid wampum chair.
When they were on the water and she breathed the nice fresh air.
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.