But one of their number overtopped all the rest.

As when, drawing nigh unto old Rome, amid the crowd of sculptured columns and gables, St.Peter's grand dome soars far aloft, serene in the upper air; so, showed one calm grand forehead among those of this mob of chieftains.

That head was Saturnina's.

Gall and Spurzheim! saw you ever such a brow ?--poised like an avalanche, under the shadow of a forest! woe betide the devoted valleys below! Lavatar! behold those lips,--like mystic scrolls! Those eyes,-- like panthers' caves at the base of Popocatepetl! "By my right hand, Saturnina," cried Babbalanja, "but thou wert made in the image of thy Maker! Yet, have I beheld men, to the eye as commanding as thou; and surmounted by heads globe-like as thine, who never had thy caliber.

We must measure brains, not heads, my lord; else, the sperm whale, with his tun of an occiput, would transcend us all." Near by, were arched ways, leading to subterranean places, whence issued a savory steam, and an extraordinary clattering of calabashes, and smacking of lips, as if something were being eaten down there by the fattest of fat fellows, with the heartiest of appetites, and the most irresistible of relishes.