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terest that is a perfect index to his 

 mind. He is in his eleineafc-^nd con- 

 sequently happy. If hfsyhiind is 

 gusceptable of deeper jii^ressions, 

 he is more than happy. 



Being inspired by. the beauty of 

 what he sees, the woodland's winged 

 orchestra in harmony with the music 

 of his soul, he leads an envious life 

 indeed. 



Nature has a language for him 

 which is at once beautiful and grand, 

 while a deeper sense of the beauty 

 of his world is awakened by scientif- 

 ic study. How grand, how sublime 

 are his conceptions of nature! She is 

 his inspiration and he loves her. He 

 loves her as the queen of a kingdom 

 pendent in self, and a companion in 

 his greatness. He loves to converse 

 with her, and many a pleasant hour 

 he spends in her felicity. Neither 

 conspiracy nor usurpation can cor- 

 rupt in his kingdom. Strangers are 

 they, and nature is the Queen of his 

 Soul. Even those changes of counte- 

 nance that beautify her face from 

 time to time, the sunny face of the 

 golden day, the clouded face of the 

 darkened day, the tempestuous voice 

 and electrical eyes of the storm and 

 the golden face of the sunset, inspire 

 his mind with grand thoughts, and 

 demonstrate daily the laws of gravi- 

 tation, molecular forces and optics. 



In the mountains among the but- 

 tresses and pinnacles, he finds an- 

 other, a richer, field for study. Far 

 above, towering alone in an aged si- 

 lenee, with countenance wrinkled by 

 long years of storm, the noble moun- 

 tain has dropped the tempest, and 

 lifts his hoary head in eternal sun- 

 shine, while far away chiseling a way 

 through his canons, lies the Colorado 

 with his three thousand feet of pris- 

 on wall on either side. Many years 

 have passed away since he carved 

 the rugged columns and barren prec- 

 ipices of the mountain side, and still 



though his chisel is dulled and hii 

 strength feeble, he coivtinues his 

 work. Ceaseless toil! — that carved 

 these rugged peaks from the broad 

 backs of the ancient mountains., and 

 perfected this world. of crags and col- 

 umns in an awful grandeur!' Sub- 

 limity the student loves and a deep- 

 seated appreciation of this grandeur 

 is his. He studies the sculptor Ero- 

 sion. 



[to be continued.] 



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TERTIARY FOSSILS IN THE BAD 

 LANDS OF 1 AKOTA. 



BY L. W. STII/WELL, DBADWOOD, D. T. 



The Bad Lands of Dakota along 

 the Cheyenne and White rivers have 

 attracted the attention of such scien- 

 tists as Profs. Marsh, Leidy, Cope, 

 Agassiz, Dana, Crosby, and others 

 and very much time has been given 

 by these eminent men to the study of 

 fossil remains found in this region. 

 Probably the most complete collec- 

 tions of specimens from these noted 

 Miocene and Pliocene beds, are in 

 the possession of Yale College aud 

 Smithsonian Institute. Collectors 

 from these Institutes have spent much 

 time and labor collecting skulls, teeth 

 and skeletons of the strange animals 

 left buried or bleaching in these des- 

 siccated post-tertiary, lake bottoms. 

 These fossil beds appear like a scar 

 upon the face of old earth and tha 

 soil is indeed bad land; yet time and 

 chemical action of the elements may 

 transform this sterile land into fertile 

 and productive soil. Unproducing 

 soils have frequently yielded up their 

 riches in this far western country to 

 the tickling plow share of the new 

 settlers. 



It would be a long story to go over 

 discoveries and descriptions of the 

 mammalia which have been unearthed 

 here. I have space only to mention 

 a few of the forms. The tooth, a cut 

 of which is here given, is a medium 



