TO ESQUIMAUX POINT 



an interesting sail down the mighty St. Law- 

 rence from Quebec, we could see in the clear 

 morning air the precipitous mountains of 

 Gasp6, sixty miles to the south, in places white 

 with snow and brilliantly illuminated by the 

 morning sun, but dark in the shadows of the 

 deep ravines. The whole southern coast of 

 Labrador is notable for its rivers which empty 

 their floods, swelled in the spring by the melting 

 snows, into the Gulf of St. Lawrence. The 

 first of these is the St. Marguerite River, which, 

 like nearly all these rivers, cuts through sand 

 bluffs and is partly blocked by a bar extending 

 part way across the mouth from the east. The 

 town of about a dozen houses is perched on 

 the western bank with a setting of dark spruce 

 forest. 



The bay of Seven Islands is of great beauty 

 and forms a nearly circular basin some four 

 miles in diameter, and almost completely land- 

 locked. Seven mountainous islands, of which 

 the highest is Great Boule, block the entrance, 

 rising abruptly from the water to a height of 

 500 to 700 feet, granitic, rounded, glacier- 

 smoothed, yet well forested in places with dark 

 spruces. The birch trees, bare and leafless 



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