FROM BLOM1DON TO SMOKY. 37 



from its summit Newfoundland's gloomy crags 

 might be seen across the sea. 



One of the nearer mountains attracted our 

 notice by its strange outline. As it lay against 

 a background of black cloud, its profile of naked 

 rock was sharply cut, and high up on its precip- 

 itous face a slender column of stone projected 

 from the mass, as a ship's figurehead leans for- 

 ward from the bows. It was like a human form 

 poised over a black abyss, yet lifting its weak 

 arms towards heaven. From among the nearer 

 mountains a river could be seen winding towards 

 the sea. It came along the foot of Smoky, spread 

 into a landlocked basin, yet found a narrow chan- 

 nel for itself between a lighthouse and a bar, 

 and so gained the outer bay. This outer bay 

 was cut in twain by a slender rocky promon- 

 tory, with picturesque outlines, high cliffs, and 

 deep clefts in its side. On the northern margin 

 of the farther bay was Ingonish village, and 

 along the western border of the nearer bay on 

 the bar, in fact, or close to it and the lighthouse 

 was another hamlet, called Ingonish South 

 Bay. It was to this nearer village at our feet 

 that we looked with most interest, for it was our 

 ultima Thule. 



