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its lower end stands a village. Here the Great Egg Harbor 

 ends relationship with pine grove and leafy thickets. Here we 

 make our last portage. Now the tide flows in, bearing with it 

 the tang of the neighboring sea. The meadows in their turn 

 have given place to salt marshes which stretch out for intermin- 

 able distances. Many tidal creeks break through these to swell 

 the volume of the river. 



In the tall cord grass along the borders we hear the song of 

 the Sharp-tailed Sparrow. Frequently a Fish-hawk is noted 

 traversing the watery expanse in laborious flight. A glint of 

 whiteness beneath him tells the story of a successful dash. 



Realizing a strong wind astern, we improvised a sail of bag- 

 ging, which lent considerable impulse to our going. Down into 

 wind-swept hollows or along the wave's white crest we press 

 through foam and spray. Thus, with aid of wind and tide, we 

 cover the remaining miles of our course, and towards a favor- 

 able shore reluctantly turn in our little boat. Yet much re- 

 mains for rest and thought, satisfying and illimitable. The 

 picture of it all goes with us on our homeward journey. 



