V. 



BY THE SEA. 



A VIEW of the sea-shore, such as can be had 

 from the summit of Mount Agamenticus, in York, 

 Maine, is indeed attractive. From the dim shores 

 of Massachusetts, along eighteen miles of the 

 New Hampshire coast, far down on the Maine 

 sea-board, the assisted eye follows the long, sin- 

 uous line, where the land and ocean meet. Riv- 

 ers stretch their broad ribbons of silver far 

 inland. Boon Island is a mere speck on the sea. 

 The Isles of Shoals, nine miles from the shore, 

 appear to be separated from it only by a narrow 

 strait, and the broad Atlantic lies below you, like 

 a huge piece of rumpled blue silk, upon which 

 numerous crafts, in miniature, sail slowly by, as in 

 a diorama. 



But as delightful as a bird's-eye view of this 

 vast, serpentine track appears, with its surround- 

 ings, a ramble on any of the beaches, where the 

 tide-waves for ages have advanced and retreated, 



