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CHAPTER XV. 



SEAWEEDS. 



" To the shores ! where the bright green sea 



Its snowy spray is throwing, 

 Down by the mystic looking caves, 



Where healthful winds are blowing ; 

 There cull the treasures of the deep, 



Where gems of pearly beauty lie, 

 Where sea-birds their carousals keep, 



Chiding the stranger wandering by." 



OR a long while we had talked of a tour in the 

 Highlands, and two summers had passed by 

 without our achieving it. A third August was 

 far advanced before our various engagements left us free, 

 and all our friends ridiculed the idea of a botanical tour 

 in September. But as all was now ready for a start, my 

 young cousins and I were equally anxious to put our 

 plans in execution, so we agreed to seek our harvest at 

 Oban and Arran, instead of among the hills, and to gather 

 sea- weeds in place of flowers. 



