PLEASURE OF THE DREDGER. 
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ill beauty of form, arc, however, very lovely in 
colour. 
The coral-makers are often numerous, and even 
sometimes in wai'm latitudes too abundant, more 
especially the smaller Caryophyllise and their 
allies. 
The lover of the gentle art feels a thrUl of joy 
when a fine trout takes his fly, or a noble salmon 
is fast to his line ; the sportsman is jubilant when 
he brings down his snipe right and left ; the hunter 
evinces a stern delight when, pierced by his unerring 
ball, the king of beasts lies dead at his feet. So 
likewise does the heart of the Dredger beat with 
expectant pleasure when the loaded dredge is safely 
landed on the vessel's deck. 
He is, we wiU suppose, on unknown ground. 
What will he find ? Human eye has never pene- 
trated below the surface of these unfished waters ; 
dredge or trawd have never yet revealed the 
mysteries of life which lie hidden in these virgin 
submarine abodes. What will he find ? Haply 
some mystic, creature believed to have only lived 
