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caves each carry a drooping portiére of lovely snow-white morn- 
ing glories, forms in all a combination of rare grandeur and 
dainty prettiness seldom seen in one picture. 
ina is a miniature world in itself. The landward coast 
is indented with little pockets rather than harbors, whose waters 
are marvels of tranquillity and pellucidity. From his ‘boat the 
fisherman can look down and at a depth of fifty feet see the bril- 
liant anemones and sea urchins starring the rocks below. 
rom the middle of the island two not inconsiderable streams 
(in California we call them rivers) take their souree and flow in 
opposite directions, one through a sandy valley with here and 
there a fertile oasis of cottonwoods, anon a desert of prickly pear 
or tunas within whose cruel environment lurks the dainty edible 
fruit of Solanum Xanti, var. Wallacei. The other “river” takes 
its way southerly through cafions of the loftiest mountains of the 
island until it plunges into Silver cafion; and thence to follow 
its precipitous course to the sea will try the nerves of the trained 
mountaineer. Down into the very bowels of the earth one seems 
to go, into ravines whose walls are vertical battlements of rock 
that not even a goat could scale, and into whose chilling and 
darkening depths the sun never looks; it is then that when a 
“break off” or falls occurs in the descent that the situation be- 
comes interesting—critical, perhaps, for him who will not or can 
not retreat 
in Southern California. 
ough I have spoken of my work upon these islands as 
“gleanings” the harvest on most of them as yet is virtually un- 
touched, and offers a fruitful field to the zealous collector. If 
my remarks should stimulate any to their thorough and compre- 
hensive exploration, my labor shall not have been in vain. 
