I shall confine my remarks to a _flint_ pebble, as being the kind of stone familiar to every one. The pebble I hold in my hand was picked up in the bed of the torrent which is dashing down the side of yonder hill, and winding its way through that beautiful valley, and over those Huge rocks and mounds confus'dly hurl'd. The fragments of an earlier world, which partially filling up the chasm, and obstructing the course of the rushing waters, give rise to those gentle murmurings that are so inexpressibly soothing and delightful to the soul. [Sidenote: ORIGIN OF THE PEBBLE.] Upon examining this stone I discover that it is but the fragment of a much larger mass, and has evidently been transported from a distance, for its surface is smooth and rounded, the angles having been worn away by friction against other pebbles, produced by the agency of running water. I trace the stream to its source, half way up the hill, and find that it gushes out from a bed of gravel lying on a stratum of clay, which forms the eminence where I am standing, and is nearly 300 feet above the level of the British Channel. From this accumulation of water-worn materials the pebble must have been removed by the torrent, and carried down to the spot where it first attracted our notice; but we are still very far from having ascertained its origin. The bed of stones on the summit of this hill is clearly but a heap of transported gravel--an ancient sea-beach or shingle--formed of chalk-flints, that at some remote period were detached from their parent rock, and broken, rolled, and thrown together, by the action of the waves. We are certain of this because we know that flints cannot grow;[A] that they were originally formed in the hollows or fissures of other stones; and upon inspecting the pebble more attentively, we perceive, not only that such was the case, but also that it has been moulded in _Chalk_, for it contains the remains of certain species of extinct shells and corals, which are found exclusively in that rock. Here then a remarkable phenomenon presents itself for our consideration; this flint, now so hard and unyielding, must once have been in a soft or fluid state, for the delicate markings of the case and spine of an _Echinus_, or Sea-Urchin, are deeply impressed on its surface;[B] and a fragile shell with its spines, is partially imbedded in its substance.[C] Nay more, upon breaking off one end of the pebble,[D] we find that a sponge, or some analogous marine zoophyte, is entirely enveloped by the flint; and also that there are here and there portions of minute corals, and scales of fishes. What a "_Medal of Creation_" is here--what a page of nature's volume to interpret--what interesting reflections crowd upon the mind!