HISTORY OF COHASSET. 



of scores of wrecks throughout two centuries and a half 

 have strewn these beaches. 



Many a corpse, far from its native land, has been cast 

 up, and has lain, rolled in blankets of seaweed like a mock 

 burial in the sand, until the pitying hands of men have 

 brought it to a respectable grave. 



When the northeast hurricane shrieks among the shreds 

 of a shivering ship, Minot's Light tells the seaman that 



Photo, Miss Annie Hartwell. 



The " Stern and Rock-bound Coast." 



Cohasset is the one place in this world where he does not 

 wish to go. 



But the sea, not the shore, is at fault ; for when the 

 waters are persuaded to be still, and the light of a summer 

 sun glows pink and gray and green upon the granite edge 

 of our grassy groves, there is no sweeter beauty to be 

 found. The denizens of many a baking city have fled to 

 this summer retreat and have bathed their lungs with its 

 salt air and ozone. To them the name of Jerusalem Road 

 is the synonym of a unique shore drive along three or four 



