The beach, though smooth and even, is not flat, like those of Nantasket,
Nahant, and Newport, but shelves rapidly down; and there is a belief
among the islanders, that a short distance out it terminates suddenly at
the brow of a submarine precipice, beyond which are no soundings.

Owing to the sharp declivity of the beach, the rollers break with great
force, and the surf is very high. At one point is grouped a cluster of
rocks, half in the water, half on the beach, among which, as the tide
comes in, the waves break with furious force, dashing high over the
outermost barrier, and then plunging and leaping forward, like a troop
of wild horses, their white manes flung high in air, as they leap
forward over one and another of the obstacles in their path.

Perched upon the crest of one of these half-submerged rocks, watching
the mad waves fling themselves exhausted at her feet, it was Mysie's
delight to sit, enjoying the half danger of her position, and retreating
only when the waters had many times closed behind her throne, leaving,
in their momentary absence, but a wet and slippery path back to the
beach.

Along this beach, too, lay the road to Squipnocket, a pond famed for its
immense flocks of wild geese and ducks,--fame shared by Menemshee Creek
and Pond, as well as several others of similar aboriginal titles.

To these repaired, almost daily, Caleb, accompanied by one or another of
his host's five sons; and the result of their efforts with the gun was
no inconsiderable addition to the table at Ga'ed Light.

But greatest of all the wonders at the Head are the Fossil Cliffs.