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swayed and yelled, until their kicking gave the 

 desired start to her career. 



The launch was on August 15, and it was on 

 the following morning, immediately after break- 

 fast, that we resumed our journey by driving 

 across the neck of land which leads from Parrs- 

 boro to Parrsboro Pier and Partridge Island. 

 We wished to reach the shore of the Minas 

 Channel at a point where we could look directly 

 down the Bay of Fundy between Cape Split and 

 Cape Sharp. The mingling of sea and land in 

 this region affords endless temptation for sketch- 

 ing. If it were a part of the United States in- 

 stead of being, nationally, neither fish, flesh, nor 

 good red herring, it would be one of the favorite 

 resorts of our amateur artists and summer tour- 

 ists. As matters stand, Blomidon on the one 

 shore, with its forest-crowned palisades reaching 

 down to Cape Split, and on the other Partridge 

 Island, with sculptured rocks around which the 

 tides of Fundy surge and eddy ; Cape Sharp, red- 

 walled and spruce-capped ; and even Parrsboro 

 itself, where one must eat and sleep, are places 

 hard to reach promptly and comfortably. We 

 had been forced to storm Parrsboro by night in 

 a rain-soaked freight car. We escaped from it 

 by a steamer so tiny and primitive in form that 

 I wondered whether it had not in years past 

 seen service as a towboat in New York harbor. 



