THE FUN OF SEEING THINGS 
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Look Up and Down. 
‘‘Look up and not down,” a revered seer 
wrote. 
Hut I say look up and down; 
Look up at the sky, and the rounded hills, 
And the peaks that on us frown. 
Look up at the twinkling stars at night, 
And the planets’ steady glow; 
Trace out the constellations there, 
As they silently come and go. 
Look up at the trees with the : r groined limbs 
That cathedral arches make; 
At the continent clouds that are drifting by 
With the shadows in their wake. 
Look down at the greensward, velvet 
smooth. 
So refreshing to the eye. 
At the wondrous forms and tints of flowers 
That pass in procession by. 
Look down at the riotous wealth of life 
That covers each foot of soil; 
At tranquil streams with their silver gleams. 
And the rapids’ swift turmoil. 
Look down at the sand of the ocean strand, 
Hardened by thunderous shocks, 
And be sure to look, at extreme low tide, 
For “aquariums” 'mong the rocks. 
“Look up” and down, ‘ look out” and in, 
“Look forward” where you stand; 
Look all about, wherever you are, 
And always “lend a hand.” 
— Emma Peirce. 
The mountain laurel in some places 
is becoming; exterminated by its ad- 
mirers, who use it for Christmas dec- 
orations. 
The Massachusetts Audubon So- 
ciety has a “movie” based on Longfel- 
low’s “The Birds of Killingworth” 
which will be seen during the coming 
year by a million children. 
The list of the beetles of North 
America printed by Samuel Henshaw 
in 1885 contained nine thousand species. 
Charles W. Leng’s new catalogue has 
almost nineteen thousand. 
A new Chinese natural history mu- 
seum, the first in the republic, is to be 
one outcome of the expedition to 
central Asia which the American Mu- 
seum is sending out. The expedition 
is to furnish the new institution with 
duplicates of all its collections, and also 
to take along a number of Chinese 
students for training in collecting 
methods. 
LITERARY NOTICES. 
Clouds. By Geo. Aubourne Clarke. New York 
City: E. P. Dutton & Company. 
This is an elaborate treatise of the sub- 
ject, yet it is written simply and concisely. 
It will be a delight to the teacher of meteor- 
ology or of general nature study as well as 
to that increasing class who are taking more 
and more interest in a study of the weather. 
The photographic illustrations, full page 
plate after full page, are all that the lover 
of photography and of good engraving and 
printing can desire. They beautifully de- 
pict every form and variety of cloud known 
to science. 
The Way of a Trout with a Fly. By G. E. 
M. Skues. London, England: A. & C. 
Black, Ltd. American Agents: The 
Macmillan Company, 64 & 66 Fifth Ave- 
nue, New York City. 
This sumptuous volume will delight, from 
the literary as well as the practical point of 
v : ew, every expert lover of trout fishing. 
Each phase of the subject is discussed in 
detail, including the characteristics of the 
trout, and not excluding some of those pos- 
sessed by the whipper of trout streams. The 
book contains not only practical advice but 
sundry observations, psychological, jocular, 
wise and otherwise. The illustrations are in 
every way praiseworthy. 
Life of Aifred Newton. B'- A. F. R. Wollas- 
ton. New' York City: E. P. Dutton and 
Company. 
The letters and journals of Professor 
Newton of Cambridge University, England, 
who died in 1907, have been collated bv Mr. 
Wollaston, one of his pup’ls, in an interest- 
ing and appreciative memoir. The w’ork has 
reauired the painstaking labor of several 
years. The biography is of general interest 
to all students of science but ; s more espe- 
cially so to those w r ho were the professor's 
personal friends. Much of the book is too 
personal to be of general interest. Professor 
Newton w r as an enthusiastic and accom- 
plished naturalist and scientist. 
A bill before the Maine legislature 
will make a state park of the region of 
Mt. Katahdin, Maine. The district is 
in the central part of the state, very- 
wild, inaccessible and little known. The 
mountain, 5.248 feet at its highest and 
therefore taller than anything else in 
New England except two or three of 
the Presidential Range, has no proper 
peak, but is a squarish plateau with a 
long curved ridge extending off from 
it and somewhat higher, much like the 
body of a tadpole and its tail. 
