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    circles around their base , while , at their mid-height , marine plants are flourishing . Look to the right of them , where a slender thread of water trickles downwards from the fissure in the rock . What a lovely green spot it has formed around it , encircled by shrubs thickly studded with crimson blossoms ! Move the glass to the left . There is a thicket of aloes on the very face of the crag . How green and beautiful the thorny leaves appear ! Above them there is a patch of cactus . Mark the one which stands apart , lofty as a tree , and looking like a tree divested of its lateral branches . Were you nearer , you would behold it thickly set round with spines , long , hard , and wiry , which serve the women of the country for knitting-needles . Look now lower down , half-way between the aloe-patch and the ocean , more to the right . The white speck on that tabular rock is salt , formed

    by the heat of the sun . When the northerly gales are on , the bounding surf dashes to that height , and thus makes a provision for the salt-gatherers : but it is a perilous trade they follow . Do you see a speck aloft in the air , which seems motionless , high above the cliffs ? It is a condor , looking out for his prey . Look , it grows larger . He has discovered something . He is sailing in a circle with outstretched wings , which seem to have no move *

    ment ; round and round he floats , but with a gradual descent , like a slow spiral . Again he is fixed , and cautiously surveys the scene beneath him . Something has scared him , and now he soars away till he is aln > ost out of sight . Now he stoops down till within an hundred yards of the cliff , and again sweeps round in a broad circle . Once more he is fixed , and may be distinctly marked ; his neck is stretched out , and with the glass you may

    distinguish his long crooked beak and bald head , rising out of a collar of white feathers , which project like a ruff at right angles from his neck . His claws are drawn up , and in his wings there is a tremulous motion ; at the ends of them thei ; e are feathers projecting like the sticks of a lady ' s fan . How very beautifully they play ! Now he is satisfied with his survey , and he stoops again . Mark him ! downwards he goes to yonder patch of yellow sund . What seeks he ? There is a young seal asleep beneath

    the cliff . He shall sleep no more . The talons of the condor are in his back , and already are his eyes torn out with the beak : in madness the seal rolls in the sand , and his enemy meanwhile buffets him with his wings , and tears away his skin in fragments . Still he struggles , and has half reached the water ; but look ; another condor has descended , and yet another . They do not quarrel , but devour their living prey in concert . In an hour , the skeleton alone will be left to tell the tale .

    The craft has shot past the bight , and is rounding a point where the northern gales have left rocks piled on rocks in horrible confusion . The eternal granite seems in its massy fragments to bid defiance to the ocean wear , She leaves them behind ,

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Feb. 2, 1833, page 95, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2608/page/27/