The favorite food of the great marine mammal of the Pacific is the Squid, and as this little creature swarms in the vicinity of Hawaii, the cachalot instinctively goes there at certain seasons to chew its Squid by way of a Sandwich.

Although the capture of the whale involves an immense amount of Paying Out before anything can be realized, it has probably always been a lucrative pursuit.  The great fish seems, however, to have yielded the greatest Prophet in the days of JONAH.  No man since then has enjoyed the same facilities for forming a true estimate of the value of the monster, that were vouchsafed to that singular man.  Perhaps during his visit to Nineveh he entertained the Ninnies with a learned lecture on the subject, but if so, it has not turned up to reward the research of modern Archaeologists.  LAYARD found the word JONAH inscribed among the ruins of the old Assyrian city, but the name of the ancient mariner was unaccompanied by any mention of the whale.

All the whale family, though apparently phlegmatic, are somewhat given to Blowing up, and, when about to die, instead of taking the matter coolly and philosophically, they are always terribly Flurried.  In fact, the whale, when in articulo mortis, makes a more tremendous rumpus about its latter end than any other animal either of the sea or land.

The Right whale, though many people make Light of it, is unquestionably the heaviest of living creatures.  Scales never contained anything so ponderous.  But while conceding to Leviathan the proud title of Monarch of the Deep, it should be remarked that it has a rival on the land, known as Old King Coal, that completely takes the Shine out of it.

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THE WATERING PLACES.

Punchinello’s Vacations.

At Newport, one cannot fail to perceive a certain atmosphere of blue blood—­but it must not be understood, from this expression, that the air is filled with cerulean gore.  Mr. P. merely wished to remark that the society at that watering place is very aristocratic.  He felt the influence himself, although he staid there only a few days.  His aristocratic impulses all came out.  Whether they staid out or not remains to be seen.

But no matter.  He found many of the best people in Newport, and he felt congenial.  When a fellow sits at his wine with men like JOHN T. HOFFMAN, and AUGUST BELMONT, and PARAN STEVENS; and takes the air with Mrs. J.F., Jr., behind her delightful four-in-hand, he is apt to feel a little “uppish.”  If anyone doubts it let him try it.  At the Atlantic Hotel they gave Mr. P. the room which had been recently vacated by Gov.  PADELFORD.  He was glad to hear this.  He liked the room a great deal better when he heard that the Governor wasn’t there any more.