Down North and Up Along 
anchoring ground for the large vessels that 
carry coal and wood from the back country, 
for Parrsboro is the outlet for the Springhill 
coal which comes to it from the mines by rail. 
Standing near the centre of the amphitheatre 
made by the curving beach that connects Par- 
tridge Island with the mainland, and looking 
down into the sea basin at low water, one gets 
perhaps the most vivid realisation of the great 
Fundy tides. 
It is like looking down the slanting sides of 
a colossal reservoir ; and the beach instead of 
sand is composed of large pebbles, quite in 
keeping with the scale upon which this mighty 
bowl is formed. The water kisses the upper 
rim and then swiftly falls, leaving bare the 
sides of the bowl and for a long distance the 
bottom as well. Then back it comes, rushing 
up in small, curling breakers, up, up, until it 
threatens to overflow the land. But this it 
never does ; try as it will, it can but fill the 
bowl and then sink back as though exhausted 
with the effort. 
By perseverance we finally found our high 
tide and found it before our eyes at Partridge 
Island. We had watched it come and go several 
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