Z HALF AN HOUR WITH THE WAVES. 



simple luxury of mere existence. The healthy 

 bracing of the nerves, the vigorous appetite induced 

 by the sea air, and the joyous spirits which rise in 

 consequence, seem to endow us with a new life. 



We think it possible just to indicate sufficient 

 employment when thus engaged to render this en- 

 joyment more complete. We would not crowd the 

 time so as to " make it a toil of a pleasure," but 

 simply use the incidents as so many pegs on which 

 to hang richer and more enduring interest. There 

 are few, even among the most careless and indolent, 

 who, when laid at full length on the sands, have not 

 amused themselves by some little occurrence, if it be 

 only enjoying the frantic efforts of a crab to get on 

 his legs, after the aforesaid visitor has turned him 

 on his back. But " the eye brings with it the power 

 of seeing," and thus one who is even slightly ac- 

 quainted with the " common objects of the sea- 

 shore " can enjoy incidents which the more careless 

 would pass by. 



Truly, even to a thoughtless mind, this great 

 ocean is enough to set one a-thinking. We know 

 that Byron's remarks on it are even more scientifi- 

 cally true than the poet thought 



" Times writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, 

 Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now !"' 



Far back as the science of geology can go, with all 

 its seemingly extravagant demand on the article of 

 time, the earliest and oldest rocks were formed 



