X. 



A RAMBLE THROUGH CATERHAM VALLEY. 



" So fresh, so pure, the woods, the sky, the air, 

 It seemed a place where angels might repair, 

 And tune their harps beneath those tranquil shades, 

 To morning songs, or moonlight serenades." 



MONTOOMEBY. 



ERY few places within twenty miles of 

 London present so many attractions to 

 the geologist as the neighbourhood of 

 Caterham. It was here that the London 

 members of the Wesley Scientific Society enjoyed 

 one of their most successful excursions. And, 

 indeed, it was a real enjoyment. The weather was 

 most propitious bright, crisp, in short everything 

 that an October afternoon ought to be. We were 

 favoured with the presence of Mr. J. H. Cowham, 

 F.G.S., Science Tutor at the Westminster Training 

 College, who has made this district a special study, 

 and was therefore able to direct us along the most 

 instructive and convenient route, as well as to give 

 us reliable information as we proceeded. 



Leaving the River Thames behind us with all its 

 overhanging murkiness, we first of all crossed over 



