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the coast of Maine are remarkable for fog ef- 

 fects, and in cold weather, when the fog turns 

 the bare trees into traceries of frozen silver, the 

 effect is truly splendid. 



But close contact with fogs in either city 

 streets or country lanes is not a thing enjoyed 

 by the average person. People grumble and 

 cough and talk about "disagreeable" and 

 " horrible " weather, but not one out of a hun- 

 dred gets his head far enough out of his coat- 

 collar to see the beautiful pearl-gray tints about 

 him. Broken and obscured as the light is, it 

 still comes through in minute reflecting points. 

 There is nothing opaque about the bank. It is 

 luminous always ; and though we think of it 

 and speak of it as gray and monotonous in color, 

 we have only to contrast it with engine steam 

 to find that it is often full of delicate pinks, 

 lilacs, and pale yellows, especially when it is 

 lifting. These minor broken color-notes seldom 

 attract our attention, and yet they are perhaps 

 as refined tones as we shall find in nature's 

 gamut, if we except the notes of the upper sky at 

 dawn. It is curious that people do not see them, 

 and still more curious that they fail to appreciate 

 them when they are pointed out. The average 

 person is quick enough to remark the red flame 



