A SEASHORE STORY 



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" Once upon a time this pebble was like the 

 rock on my desk. 



" But finally pieces began to break off it. 



" Jack Frost did the most of this. 



" But the sun and the wind and the rain all 

 helped. 



" These smaller pieces fell into a brook. 



" The brook shook them all up. 



" At last the edges began to wear off. 



"And after many million years the rough 

 rock became a round pebble." 



A SEASHORE STORY 

 seashore beach sailor prop 



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Along the seashore live many of the Quartz 

 family. 



All day long the waves roll up on the shore. 



They throw the pebbles up and down. 



They toss them back and forth. 



They knock them against each other. 



This has been going on for millions of years. 



No wonder that the pebbles have grown 

 smaller and smaller. 



