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some boats of tlie Boston and Bangor line and its accoin- 

 niodating officers also add pleasure to the trip. The rising 

 sun was burning a hole through the fog as the ''City of 

 Koekland" was slowly feeling her way up the harbor of 

 Boston. 



^\(i spent the day Avith some friends at Newport, and 

 that evening boarded the ''PriseiUa/' of the Fall Kiver 

 Line — the (jueen of the eoast line steamers. It was delight- 

 ful to be again aboard a New York boat, especially the 

 finest of them all, with its stylishly gowned ladies, its band 

 of musie, its brilliantly lighted salocms, and its service sur- 

 passed l)y none. As we passed down the East Kiver early 

 the following morning we saluted the "North Star'' at her 

 dock, and, rounding the Battery, we were soon alongside 

 of 1M(T 11), North Kiver. 



The same faithful servants with the same wagonette were 

 there to meet us. What a change! The pale, thin disciple 

 of Blackstone had IxH^n transformed into a sunbrowned, 

 strenuous athlete. \\ hat a blessing it is that there are 

 havens where one can regain his health, wdthout w hicli this 

 life is not worth the living! 



THE END. 



