How Sammy Went to Coral-Land

How Sammy Went to
Coral-Land

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[Illustration: "SAMMY".]
HOW SAMMY WENT TO CORAL-LAND
BY EMILY PARET ATWATER Author of "Tommy's Adventures,"
etc.
_TO THE INHABITANTS OF THE "GREEN SHELL"_
_For much of the Natural History part of this little volume the author is
indebted to M. C. Cooke's "Toilers of the Sea," and Dr. G. Hartwig's
"Denizens of the Deep." She has thought it desirable to mingle some
fiction with the facts, but trusts that the "Gentle Reader" will easily
distinguish the one from the other._

CONTENTS
HOW SAMMY WENT TO CORAL-LAND
I. HOW SAMMY WENT OUT TO SEE THE WORLD

II. HOW SAMMY ESCAPED FROM THE SHARK AND MADE
THE ACQUAINTANCE OF THE HERMIT-CRAB
III. THE STAR-FISH, THE UNSOCIABLE OYSTERS AND THE
PILOT
IV. ON TO CORAL-LAND
V. IN CORAL-LAND

List of Illustrations
"SAMMY"
HERMIT-CRAB
HERMIT-CRAB IN SHELL
CALLING CRAB
STAR-FISH Meteor proved very friendly indeed
HAMMERHEADED SHARK A Terribly Fierce Monster is the
Hammerheaded Shark
SWORD-FISH The Enemy the Pilot-Fish Dreaded Most of All
REMORA The Remora Has a Wonderful Flat Apparatus on its Head
TORPEDO-FISH One of the Pilot-Fish's Favorite Yarns was about the
Torpedo-Fish
SEA-DEVIL The Treacherous Sea-Devil and an Unwary Fish
FLYING-FISH One of the School of Flying-Fish which Sammy Met
GLOBE-FISH A Curious Inhabitant of Coral-Land

PORCUPINE-FISH Another Curious Inhabitant of Coral-Land
A COLONY OF SEA-ANEMONES
A SCENE IN CORAL-LAND, SHOWING STAR-SHAPED
FLOWERS OF CORAL, AND OCTOPUS
SEA-SNAIL
NAUTILUS
COCKLE, SHOWING FOOT
RAZOR-SHELL

HOW SAMMY WENT TO CORAL-LAND
"Well, children," said grandma, "which shall it be, fairy stories, stories
about giants, or 'really truly,' stories?"
They had been spending a month at the seashore, grandma, Bob and
Eleanor. Little Bob had been very ill in the spring, and when hot
weather came the doctor ordered sea air and sea bathing to bring back
color to the pale cheeks, and strength to the thin little body.
But Bob's father was a poor country parson and there seemed no way to
fill the doctor's prescription. At this juncture grandma, like the
charming fairy godmother that she was, appeared on the scene. She
knew a quiet spot (one of the few still in existence), where there were
no big hotels, no board-walks, and no merry-go-rounds. It was the very
place where she wanted to go to get rid of her rheumatism; Bob and
Eleanor should go with her, and their father and mother could follow
later when the parson's vacation came.
It took but a short time to carry out this delightful plan, and at the
opening of my story the children had already been a week at the
seashore. Such fun as they had been having bathing, digging in the sand,

gathering shells and seaweed, or sitting quietly with grandma under the
big umbrella, watching the waves break and roll up on the shore! And
after supper there was always that pleasant half hour, on the little
balcony overlooking the ocean, when grandma told her bedtime stories.
They were all sitting there on this particular evening, grandma in her
big rocking-chair, and Bob and Eleanor on their favorite cushions at her
feet. The little folks had been begging for their usual treat, for
grandma's stories were delightful, and her fund of knowledge (to the
children), quite limitless.
"I'm getting too old for fairy stories," said Eleanor, who was eleven and
had advanced ideas. "Only real little children believe in goblins and
giants, and I'm in the third reader now."
"I like