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watched them swimming about and listened to their 

 monotonous duet ; the cry of the female is not quite 

 so canine in character as that of the male, but 

 slightly more musical, a crinking sound, putting one 

 in mind of that made by the frog, only much louder. 



The best view of the Warren as a whole a bird's- 

 eye view in fact, is to be obtained from the top of 

 the cliffs. It is not an easy task to mount them, but 

 stih 1 it is possible. I would recommend you, how- 

 ever, instead to take an early walk some morning 

 before breakfast up the Dover Eoad, Avheuce you 

 will easily find your way. There is a path all along 

 the edge bordered with flowers, notably the small 

 golden crosses of the Ladies' Bedstraw (Galium 

 re ruin) on which you may find feeding in September 

 or October the caterpillar of the Humming Bird 

 Moth, and where you would like to find (though I 

 fear you would be disappointed in the search) that of 

 Detleph&a f/alii. 



I witnessed a very curious phenomenon from this 

 path one evening in September. A fog had blown 

 up from the sea to the face of the cliffs, and being 

 thus checked in its progress it became very dense 

 and heaped itself up against them like a horizontal 

 surface of white cloud, through which the Martello 

 Tower and the higher rocks stood out like islands, 

 vanishing and reappearing. Far away to the left 

 we could see this white bank pressing in a sharply 

 defined line against the cliffs, rising like a sea 

 gradually up the steep till in one spot it overflowed, 

 and then in a few minutes it sank quietly down again. 

 All this time we stood quite above the fog, expecting 



