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mistake between you and my missis about the baby. It 

 were Joseph Hyena (Josephina) I told her to name the child." 



Great St. Lawrence is a typical village of the outports. 

 Imagine a little fiord surrounded by green hills covered with 

 grass, tea-bush, pink calmia {Kalmia Glattca), blueberry, and 

 stunted spruce and pine, amongst which the stone and granite 

 outcrops. There are no trees of any size, because these have 

 long since been cut for fuel, or blown down by the winter 

 storms. Above high-water mark stands the village of wooden 

 houses, many of them built on trestles after the Norwegian 

 fashion. Some of these small crofts have a little hayfield 

 surrounded by wooden palings, in a corner of which stands 

 the cow-byre, whilst all possess on the sea front large staging 

 and store-houses for the drying and curing of cod. The 

 houses are roofed with wooden slates ; they are of two stories 

 and possess a loft. The best ones have little gardens, in 

 which grow potatoes and cabbages, or, if the owner is suffi- 

 ciently well to do, flowers. In August these gardens are 

 quite gay, and I noticed quantities of meadow-sweet, fox- 

 gloves, sweet-williams, pseonies, pinks, violas, Aaron's rod 

 and golden rod, monthly roses, and the common wild rose 

 of the country. Neglected as a weed, and most beautiful 

 of all, were great clumps of the blue monkshood, locally 

 known as "Queen's fettle." In the wild marshes there was 

 a great variety of berries and alpine plants, the most notice- 

 able at this season being the pitcher plant, and a small and 

 lovely snow-white orchis. Michaelmas daisies and golden 

 rod give masses of yellow in the inland woods, whilst on 

 all the roadsides grow pink and white spiraeas. 



On dull and foggy days no one in St. Lawrence seemed 

 to have any work to do. Men could not go to sea, and 

 women could not dry fish. All is silent and depressed. 



