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Tom promised, and tormented no sea-beasts after that as long as he lived; and he is quite alive, I assure you, still. IV. At the Other-End-of-Nowhere Being happy and comfortable does not always mean being good; and so it was with Tom. He had everything he could wish for in St. Brandan's fairy isle.
You must go to Shiny Wall, and through the white gate that never was opened; and then you will come to Peace-pool, and Mother Carey's Haven, where the good whales go when they die. And there Mother Carey will tell you the way to the Other-end-of-Nowhere, and there you will find Mr. Grimes." "Oh, dear!" said Tom. "But I do not know my way to Shiny Wall, or where it is at all."
But I am proud to say that, though Tom had not been to Cambridge for if he had he would have certainly been senior wrangler he was such a little dogged, hard, gnarly, foursquare brick of an English boy, that he never turned his head round once all the way from Peacepool to the Other-end-of-Nowhere; but kept his eye on the dog, and let him pick out the scent, hot or cold, straight or crooked, wet or dry, up hill or down dale; by which means he never made a mistake, or had to retrace a single step.
Here begins the never-to-be-too-much-studied account of the nine- hundred-and-ninety-ninth part of the wonderful things which Tom saw on his journey to the Other-end-of-Nowhere; which all good little children are requested to read; that, if ever they get to the Other-end-of-Nowhere, as they may very probably do, they may not burst out laughing, or try to run away, or do any other silly vulgar thing which may offend Mrs.
"And now, my pretty little man," said Mother Carey, "you are sure you know the way to the Other-end-of-Nowhere?" Tom thought; and behold, he had forgotten it utterly. "That is because you took your eyes off me." Tom looked at her again, and recollected; and then looked away, and forgot in an instant. "But what am I to do, ma'am? For I can't keep looking at you when I am somewhere else."
Her hair was as white as the snow, for she was very, very old in fact, as old as anything which you are likely to come across, except the difference between right and wrong. And when she saw Tom, she looked at him very kindly. "What do you want, my little man? It is long since I have seen a water baby here." Tom told her his errand, and asked the way to the Other-end-of-Nowhere.
There sat Mother Carey, a marble lady on a marble throne motionless, restful, gazing down into the depths of the sea. Following Mother Carey's directions, Tom at length arrived at the Other-end-of-Nowhere, after meeting with many strange adventures.
And, when he got to the bottom, he swam till he was washed on shore safe upon the Other-end-of-Nowhere; and he found it, to his surprise, as most other people do, much more like This-End-of- Somewhere than he had been in the habit of expecting
But I am proud to say that, though Tom had not been to Cambridge for, if he had, he would have certainly been senior wrangler he was such a little dogged, hard, gnarly, foursquare brick of an English boy, that he never turned his head round once all the way from Peacepool to the Other-end-of-Nowhere: but kept his eye on the dog, and let him pick out the scent, hot or cold, straight or crooked, wet or dry, up hill or down dale; by which means he never made a single mistake, and saw all the wonderful and hitherto by- no-mortal-man-imagined things, which it is my duty to relate to you in the next chapter.
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