100 GLAUCUS; OE, 



for bumble-bees) repeats tlie outward form of a whole 

 animal, for no conceivable reason save her — shall 

 we not say honestly His? — own good pleasure. 



But here we are at the old bank of boulders, the 

 ruins of an antique pier which the monks of Tor 

 Abbey built for their convenience, while Torquay 

 was but a knot of fishing huts within a lonely lime- 

 stone cove. To get to it, though, we have passed 

 many a hidden treasure ; for every ledge of these 

 flat New-red-sandstone-rocks, if torn up with the 

 crowbar, discloses in its cracks and crannies nests 

 of strange forms which shun the light of day ; 

 beautiful Actiniae fill the tiny caverns with living 

 flowers ; great Pholades (Plate X. figs. 8, 4) bore 

 by hundreds in the softer strata ; and wherever 

 a thin layer of. muddy sand intervenes between 

 two slabs, long Annelid worms of quaintest forms 

 and colours have their horizontal burrows, among 

 those of that curious and rare radiate animal, the 

 Spoonworm,* an eyeless bag about an inch long, 

 half bluish grey, half pink, with a strange scalloped 



* Thalassema Neptuni (Forbes' British Star-Fishes, p. 259). 



