THE WONDEES OF THE SHORE. 27 



There is my explanation. If yon can find a 

 better, do : bnt remember always that it mnst in- 

 clude an answer to — "How did tbe stones get 

 across the lake?" 



Now, reader, we have had no abstruse science 

 here, no long words, not even a microscope or a 

 book : and yet we, as two plain sportsmen, have 

 gone back, or been led back by fact and common 

 sense, into the most awful and sublime depths, into 

 an epos of the destruction and re-creation of a 

 former world. 



This is but a single instance ; I might give hun- 

 dreds. This one nevertheless, may have some 

 effect in awakening you to the boundless w^orld of 

 w^onders which is all around you, and make you 

 ask yourself seriously, "What branch of Natural 

 History shall I begin to investigate, if it be but 

 for a few weeks, this summer?" 



To which I answer. Try "the Wonders of the 

 Shore." There are along every sea-beach more 

 strange things to be seen, and those to be seen 

 easily, than in any other field of observation which 



