A spy Bay 
the work-weary and nature-hungry souls from 
the cities are going to find out these things ; 
and then, Mertensia Maritima, you may say 
good-bye to your cobblestone bar. For these 
new-comers will love you, and will pull you up 
by the roots, and in a little while will throw 
you away, and that will be the end of you. 
We left Zwicker's and faced again " down 
north," but this was the end, — one more day 
of delightful lingering along the wayside, enjoy- 
ing sea and mountain, coming upon new and 
unexpected beauties of land and sea, and all 
would be known. There would be no more 
mystery, no more wondering " what next," for 
we should come to Bay St. Lawrence and that 
was the end. 
For some distance beyond Zwicker's the 
mountains are on one side of the road and the 
sea on the other; and when there is no wind 
the mountains can be seen inverted on the 
water, where they are almost more lovely than 
standing in the air. 
We passed close to Sugar Loaf, the high- 
est mountain of all, and were tempted. The 
top looked so near and so inviting ! But we 
knew that it was not near and that we could 
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