The Old Red Sandstone; or, New Walks in an Old Field
John Stuart Mill · en
I passed onwards, and reached a little bay, or, rather, angular
indentation of the coast, in the neighborhood of the town. It was
laid bare by the tide, this morning, far beyond its outer opening;
and the huge, table-like boulder, which occupies nearly its centre,
and to which, in a former chapter, I have had occasion to refer,
held but a middle place between the still darkened flood-line that
ran high along the beach, and the brown line of ebb that bristled
far below with forests of the rough-stemmed tangle. This little
bay, or inflection of the coast, serves as a sort of natural wear
in detaining floating drift-weed, and is often found piled, after
violent storms from the east, with accumulations, many yards in
extent, and several feet in depth, of kelp and tangle, mixed with
zoöphytes and mollusca, and the remains of fish killed among the
shallows by the tempest. Early in the last century, a large body
of herrings, pursued by whales and porpoises, were stranded in it,
to the amount of several hundred barrels; and it is said that salt
and cask failed the packers when but comparatively a small portion
of the shoal were cured, and that by much the greatest part of them
were carried away by the neighboring farmers for manure. Ever since
the formation of the present coast-line, this natural wear has been
arresting, tide after tide, its heaps of organic matter, but the
circumstances favorable to their preservation have been wanting:
they ferment and decay when driven high on the beach; and the next
spring-tide, accompanied by a gale from the west, sweeps every
vestige of them away; and so, after the lapse of many centuries,
we find no other organisms among the rounded pebbles that form the
beach of this little bay, than merely a few broken shells, and
occasionally a mouldering fish-bone. Thus very barren formations may
belong to periods singularly rich in organic existences. When what is
now the little bay was the bottom of a profound ocean, and far from
any shore, the circumstances for the preservation of its organisms
must have been much more favorable. In no locality in the Old Red
Sandstone with which I am acquainted have such beautifully preserved
fossils been found. But I anticipate.