GLAUCUS; 



OR, 



THE WONDERS OF THE SHORE. 



You are going down, perhaps, by railway, to 

 pass your usual six weeks at some watering-place 

 along the coast, and as you roll along think more 

 than once, and that not over cheerfully, of what 

 you shall do when you got there. You arc lialf- 

 tired, half-a.shamcd, of making one more in the 

 " ignohle army of idlers," who saunter about the 

 dills, and sands, and rpiays ; to whom every 

 wharf is but a *' wharf of Lethe," by which they 

 rot "dull as the oozy weed." You foreknow 

 your doom by sail experience. A great deal of 

 dressing, a lounge in the club-room, a stare out 

 of the window with the telescope, an attempt to 

 take a bad ekctcli, a walk up one parade and 

 down another, interminable reading of the silliest 

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