Acadia 
the Cornwallis Valley is very likely of the im- 
proved appearance of the apples, for along the 
line of the railroad they are small and unin- 
viting, until the obscure line of water-shed that 
separates the Annapolis and Cornwallis Valleys 
has been crossed, when a notable change for 
the better comes over the orchards. 
It was a pleasant, pastoral land through 
which the " Flying Bluenose " hurried us, but 
for some distance there was nothing remarkable 
about it, for we noticed no dikes until we 
changed cars at Kentville and were bounced 
along the little branch road that leads to Kings- 
port, which is situated on Minas Basin. 
V^e did not go as far as Kingsport at this 
time, however, but stopped a mile short of there 
at Canning, a small village with its one long 
street lined on the river-side by straggling 
shops of a moribund aspect. Large trees and 
ample dooryards give Canning a pleasant and 
home-like look, and at the rear of the shops 
the Habitant River rolls restlessly back and 
forth. 
The Habitant is a tidal stream, all that is 
left of a once mighty flood that brought large 
ships to Canning's wharves. Where once the 
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