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“A tuft of Sertularia, laden with white, or 
brilliantly tinted Polypites,’ says Huincks, 
“like blossoms on some tropical tree, is a per- 
fect marvel of beauty. The unfolding of a 
mass of Plumularia, taken from amongst the 
miscellaneous contents of the dredge, and 
thrown into a bottle of clear sea-water, is a 
sight which, once seen, no dredger will for- 
get. <A tree of Campanularia, when each one 
of its thousand transparent calycles — itself a 
study of form—dJis crowned by a circlet of 
beaded arms, drooping over its margin like 
the petals of a flower, offers a rare combi- 
nation of the elements of beauty. 
The rocky wall of some deep tidal pool, 
thickly studded with the long and slender 
stems of Tubularia, surmounted by the bright 
rose-coloured heads, is like the gay parterre 
of a garden. Equally beautiful is the dense 
growth of Campanularia, covering (as I have 
seen it in Plymouth Sound) large tracts of the 
rock, its delicate shoots swaying to and fro 
with each movement of the water, like trees 
in a storm, or the colony of Obelia on the 
waving frond of the tangle looking almost 
