Down North and Up Along 
had it not been for that pier we should have 
beheved the tide was coming in sixty feet high 
before our eyes. 
The harbour-master made a helpless gesture 
when we put some questions to him. Said he, 
" Don't ask me about the tides of Fundy. I 
don't know anything about them. Nobody 
does. When, nor how, nor why. I know only 
this, that in summer the high tides come on 
the full moon, while the winter high tides are 
on the new moon. But I don't know why." 
In fact, nobody seemed to know anything 
about the matter. The tide-table in the al- 
manac did not coincide with the " Evangeline's " 
schedule for leaving one pier or the other, or 
for starting at one time or another. " When 
does the boat start to-morrow .? " is the ques- 
tion the traveller must ask when planning to 
depart from Partridge Island. Happy is he 
if he finds the hour not unseemly and not out 
of all proximity to the starting time of the 
Kingsport train. Having found out the 
" Evangeline's " intentions, he will do well to 
take his station at the wharf a good half-hour 
earlier than advertised, for the boat frequently 
leaves ahead of time. 
