MR. GREEN, the famous diver, tells singular stories of his adventures when making search in the deep waters of the ocean. He thus sketches what he saw at the “Silver Bank,” near Hayti: The banks of coral, on which my divings were made, are about forty miles in length. On this bank is presented to the diver one of the most beautiful and sublime scenes the eye ever beheld. The water is from ten to one hundred feet in depth, and is so clear that the diver can see from two to three hundred feet when submerged, with but little obstruction to the sight. The bottom of the ocean, in many places, is as smooth as a marble floor; in others it is studded with coral columns, from ten to eighty feet in diameter. The tops of those more lofty, support a myriad of pyramidal pendants, each forming a myriad more, giving reality to the imaginary abode of some water nymph. In other places the pendants form each after each. As the diver stands on the bottom of the ocean and gazes through the deep winding avenues, he finds that they fill him with as sacred an awe as if he were in some old cathedral which had been long buried beneath the ocean’s waves. Here and there the coral extends even to the surface of the water, as if the loftier columns were towers belonging to those stately temples that are now in ruins. There are countless varieties of diminutive trees, shrubs, and plants in every crevice of the coral, all being of a faint hue, owing to the pale light they receive, although of every shade, and entirely different from plants that I am familiar with that vegetate upon dry land. One in particular attracted my attention; it resembled a sea fan of immense size, of variegated colors and the most brilliant hue.