THE WONDERS OF THE SHORE. 231 
I would gladly devote more space than I can here 
spare to a review of this little book, so perfectly 
does it corroborate every word which I have said 
already as to the moral and intellectual value of such 
studies. Richard Shield, making himself a first-rate 
“lepidopterist,” while working with his hands for a 
pound a week, is the antitype of Mr. Peach, the 
coast-guardsman, among his Cornish tide-rocks, But 
more than this, there is about Shield’s book a tone 
as of Izaak Walton himself, which is very delight- 
ful; tender, poetical, and religious, yet full of quiet 
quaintness and humour ; showing in every page how 
the love for Natural History is in him only one ex- 
pression of a love for all things beautiful, and pure, 
and right. If any readers of these pages fancy that 
I over-praise the book, let them buy it, and judge 
for themselves. They will thus help the good man 
toward pursuing his studies with larger and better 
appliances, and will be (as I expect) surprised to find 
how much there is to be seen and done, even by a 
working-man, within a day’s walk of smoky Babylon 
itself; and how easily a man might, if he would, 
