Down North and Up Along 
had got not only the bears but the berries the 
bears had wanted to get. They were enor- 
mous blueberries ; we never saw so large be- 
fore nor since, and they were sweet and juicy. 
The bears know what they are about when 
they go to the mountains for blueberries. 
We entered North Ingonish, as we had en- 
tered South Ingonish, toward the end of the 
afternoon. Its bay is more open to the sea, 
and has not the inner harbour of the South 
Bay. The mountains are about it, more dis- 
tant, but still lovely, and before it lies a beach 
of exceeding beauty and grandeur. It sweeps 
in a long and beautiful curve half-way around 
the bay, lines of splendid breakers rolling in. 
It is a wide beach of fine sand and slopes 
gently to the sea, where the snowy breakers 
repeat the exquisite curve of the shore. 
North Ingonish is very beautiful, though 
quite different from South Ingonish. Its more 
distant mountains were lovely in the evening 
light in which we first saw them and its circling 
beach and wide bay. Smoky was visible, 
though softened by the distance, as was also 
the contour of the surrounding headlands. 
We were not prepared for the astonishing 
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