THE WONDERS OF THE SHORE. aie 
trying to point out on the sea-shore. Moreover, each 
and every one of the party, I will warrant, will find 
his fellow-correspondents (perhaps previously un- 
known to him) men worth knowing; not, it may be, 
of the meditative and half-saintly type of dear old 
Izaak Walton (who, after all, was no fly-fisher, but 
a sedentary “popjoy,” guilty of float and worm), 
but rather, like his fly-fishing disciple Cotton, good 
fellows and men of the world, and, perhaps, some- 
thing better over and above. 
The suggestion has been made. Will it ever be 
taken up, and a “Naiad Club” formed, for the 
combination of sport and science? 
And, now, how can this desultory little treatise 
end more usefully than in recommending a few 
books on Natural History, fit for the use of young 
people; and fit to serve as introductions to such 
deeper and larger works as Yarrell’s “Birds and 
Fishes,’ Bell’s “Quadrupeds” and “Crustacea,” 
Forbes and Hanley’s “Mollusca,” Owen’s “ Fossil 
Mammals and Birds,” and a host of other admirable 
works? Not that this list will contain all the best; 
