HOMES NEAR TO NATURE 



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THE DOCK AND A DREAMLAND BAY. 



rush of the past, the clashing combats 



of wave and ice floes 



"And all so still! so still the air 

 That duty drops the weh of care." 



* * * * 



"Here toil has pitched his camp to rest." 

 The picturesque view of the dock as 

 seen only through the vista under the 

 trees, could not probably be excelled 

 anywhere along the coast. When one 

 thinks of it. how much of remarkable 



beauty there is in this world that is all 

 the more beautiful because it is natural. 

 Take this view of the dock where the 

 only artificial thing is the dock. The 

 surroundings, the bay, the island, the 

 distant indefiniteness, give an ideal set- 

 ting to the suggestion of rowing away, 

 away, — the boat is so easy of access 

 and the harbor is so inviting. 



The house is to be torn down. 



THE OARDEN IN WINTER. 



