Excerpt from Our Island-Continent: A Naturalist's Holiday in Australia Away through the picturesque, undulating county of Kent, through the cold, flat clay lands of the Weald of Kent, where the labourers were planting the hop-poles through the more broken and diversified parts, where the Wealden Sands and the Lower Cretaceous rocks appear, clad with spring woods, and to where the billowy chalk Downs roll seawards from Folkestone to Dover. The weather had suddenly changed before I arrived at the latter place. It had become wet and windy, and it soon changed to blustery. The worst old tub of the many bad ones which convey passengers across the Straits to Calais lay bumping and straining at its moorings by the pier, and we had to wait and take our chance of a run or a plunge down the gangway on to the deck, amid a struggle of porters laden with luggage. Beyond the pier the white horses were rearing and rolling, and one felt that the Channel passage would be a good introduction to the Big Ferry over to Australia. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.