120 LIVERPOOL BIOLOGICAL SOCIETY. 
Teneriffe, and high up in the heavens rose the majestic 
snow-covered Peak 12,180 feet, with the sunlight glistening 
upon its pointed crest, 
Santa Cruz, the capital of the island, is a picturesque 
little town, with bright many-coloured houses, and memo- 
rable as the scene of Nelson’s capitulation. His flags are 
carefully preserved in the Church of the Conception, and 
are shown with pride to the passing visitor. We tow- 
netted in the harbour during our few hours’ stay, and 
obtained a large variety of Copepoda. It was a gorgeous 
morning, but scorching hot, as we left Teneriffe for Grand 
Canary, about sixty miles distant, but plainly visible in 
the clear atmosphere. The Peak is much more imposing 
when seen from a distance than from near its base, and as 
we neared Grand Canary its majestic appearance was very 
striking, and again and again excited our admiration whilst 
staying there. 
The lofty, precipitous, rocky cliffs of Grand Canary, 
especially on its north-west side, are very grand as viewed 
from the sea; but on rounding a dark volcanic promontary 
called the Isleta, a long stretch of flat sandy shore is 
before us, with the town of Las Palmas at the water’s edge 
some three miles distant. There are several fine buildings, 
including the cathedral, museum, market, and a few open 
spaces planted with trees and fragrant flowers. Here the 
native green canary 1s conspicuous by its happy song; and 
here the Canary belles sometimes promenade, but always 
chaperoned by the prudent mamma or aunt. Canary 
courting is indeed a somewhat tame business, and has to 
be conducted in public; so as you walk the streets at 
intervals may be seen a sentimental Romeo straining his 
neck upwards, and whispering sweet loud breathings to 
Juliet, who is stationed at the upper window, looking 
sweetly down at her adorable. 
