" He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much; who has 

 gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children; who has filled his niche 

 and accomplished his task; who has left the world better than he found it, whether by an 

 improved poppy, a perfect poem or a rescued soul ; who has never lacked appreciation of 

 Earth's beauty or failed to express it; who has always looked for the best in others and 

 given the best he had ; whose memory is a benediction. 



-A Woman <>/' Kansas in "Long 



Island Agronomist. 



THE GUIDE TO NATURE 



EDUCATION AND RECREATION 



VOL II 



AUGUST, 1909 



No* 5 



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OUTDOOR WoRLD 



A Rock = Pool by the Sea 



BY MISS SARA ROOT ADAMS, EAST ORANGE, N. J. 



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[AT could be more delight- 



a clear morning 



ful than 



on the coast of Maine ! 

 The sky is bright blue, with 

 a few fleecy clouds in the 

 vflte/ north; the sea darker blue, 

 S H and sparkling as with dia- 

 monds ; the islands and 

 points, green with fields and woods, 

 and white with huge seams of quartz 

 and feldspar, are brought into bold 

 relief against sea and sky. 



But I must not linger to enjoy the 

 view this morning, for the tide is low, 

 and the waves, which, yesterday, were 

 breaking on the rocks with a loud roar, 

 today creep lazily up around points of 

 rock and over fields of sea-weed. This 

 is a propitious time for a natural his- 

 tory expedition, and accordingly, I set 

 out, in an appropriate and unfashion- 

 able costume, which includes broad 

 hat, rubber boots, and stout walking 

 stick. 



My way lies across the rocky pas- 



tures, to the cliffs. These are formed 

 principally of a micaceous rock, which 

 lies in strata slanting 20° or 30 from 

 the perpendicular, and is shot through, 

 here and there, at various angles, with 

 dikes of quartz, trap and other rocks. 

 Climbing down some thirty feet, by 

 the aid of my staff, over the irregu- 

 lar steps formed by these rocks, I find 

 myself almost on a level with the sea. 

 The rocks now at my feet are of the 

 same kind as the cliffs, but these are 

 worn by the waves. Passing over 

 these, I come to rocks which the tide 

 has so lately left that they are still 

 wet, and the shining, brown sea-weed 

 growing upon them is so slippery as to 

 require slow and careful stepping, and 

 nice balancing on their tops, to keep 

 one from slipping into the deep pools 

 left by the tide between them. To- 

 day, however, my rubber boots make 

 me quite independent of such careful- 

 ness, and I step boldly through the 

 smaller pools, securing a firmer foot- 



Copyright 1909 by The Agassiz Association. Arcadia. Sound Beach, Conn. 



