French River 
harbour bearing the far-famed ferryman, his 
strong daughter, his crimson-faced son, and his 
silent baby. 
This long narrow reef is a curious object 
which, seen at a distance, looks more like an 
artificial breakwater than a work of nature. It 
is formed of large light-coloured cobblestones, 
and the road over them was almost invisible, so 
slight is the impression made upon them by 
wheels and footsteps. Quantities of gulls flew 
screaming about us, and upon the bar strange- 
looking conifers spread themselves out. Broad 
at the base, they were only three or four feet 
high, grotesque caricatures of the elegantly 
proportioned spruces and firs of the moun- 
tains. Luxuriant patches of Herb Robert 
with red-tinged leaves and deep pink blossoms 
brightened the austere bar, and the Mertensia 
Maritima was also in bloom, though we saw but 
one plant of it. It is as scarce as it is charm- 
ing and loves to adorn just such stony places. 
Unfortunately for it, its pretty patches of blue- 
gray leaves set on long stems radiating from 
a centre are very noticeable among the stones, 
even if it were not for the showy flowers, rose- 
red in the bud, violet as they unfold, and finally 
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