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noble bamboo-crowns that I have admired in the 

 tropics of course, in miniature. Still no Glau- 

 ciuml I peer about, and espy a scarped footpath, 

 partly broken away. I remember my friend men- 

 tioned this in his description of the locality. I jump 

 down, and in a moment see plenty of the desired 

 plant growing on the outer edge of the path, and 

 below it. Scores of specimens display their singu- 

 larly rigid, deeply cut, and grayish-white foliage, their 

 large and rather showy yellow flowers, and their long 

 horn-like seed capsules. I find their deep roots even 

 harder to extract than those of the cistus, at least in 

 a condition which yields any hope of their surviving 

 the transplanting; but by selecting the youngest 

 specimens, I did succeed in boxing two or three, and 

 satisfactorily effected the transfer. 



Thus two out of my three prescribed desiderata 

 were achieved ; there remained the search for marine 

 animals in the rock-pools, and under the stones. I 

 was by this time not very far from the shore-level, and 

 presently stood on the beach. The tide was not in 

 the most favourable condition ; and though the rocky 

 points that ran out into the sea hereabout were broken 

 enough, they did not evince much tendency to form 

 hollows and basins capable of retaining the sea-water 

 when the tide had receded from their level. But the 

 crevices between the blocks were well fringed with 

 red and purple sea-weeds, which waved elegantly as 

 the gently swelling sea lifted them up and down. The 

 Palmate Ehodymenia, sometimes called dulse, and 



