XL 



DISSOLVING VIEWS. 



IN these busy days of Land-navigation, when a man 

 can hardly travel twenty miles along the old-fash- 

 ioned high road leading from any where to any 

 where else, without rumbling under the skew arch, 

 or half dislocating his mortal framework over the 

 temporary bridge^ of a " Railway in progress," as 

 Mr. Bradshaw, with monthly mockery and perti- 

 nacity of promise, calls it, most people may have 

 had opportunities of noticing certain funnel-shaped 

 pyramids of earth left standing in the " cuttings," 

 which, if not exactly like their prototypes, 



" Flinging their shadows from on high, 

 For time to count his ages by," 



yet answer very satisfactorily the more modern ob- 

 ject of showing what deep wrinkles the face of 

 mother earth may receive in short chronologies, and 

 what geological liberties people take with her in 

 her old age to what they used to do ; inverting 

 her established strata, shoveling Lias, Chalk, and 



