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while below us less than a 
mile is the town of Rock- 
port. ‘What quiet streets!” 
and “How quaint” we re- 
mark and indeed the streets 
of Rockport although tra- 
dition says that they follow 
cow-paths, are yet laid out 
more as if by the plan of a 
master architect «than by 
necessity of public conven- 
lence. ; 
In rounding the “loop” 
we catch glimpses of the 
Sandy Bay harbor of re- 
fuge (unfinished); the for- 
eign-looking wharves and 
piers of Long Cove and of 
Pigeon Cove across the bay. 
We pass through more 
quiet streets and as we near 
Pigeon Cove we look back 
and note “how beautiful for 
situation is the village of 
Rockport.” Some one shouts 
“the quarries” and in con- 
fusion we get a dim impres- 
sion of a gigantic hole into 
the bowels of the earth, a 
noise of blast and of steam 
drill. As we continue our 
ride we have the ocean in 
sight now until we come to 
Annisquam. 
The village of, Pigeon 
ete 
BREEZE and Reminder 
sand dunes at Wingaersheek 
across the marshes and river 
and we note this as a place 
surely to be visited. On the 
land side is that barren waste 
of rocky wilderness, wild, 
desolate but withal beauti- 
ful in the extreme; those 
miles of moor known as 
“Dogtown Commons” the 
Stonehenge of America. Our 
friend the geologist can be 
persuaded not to leave the 
car and make an immediate 
exploration only by promis- 
ing a special trip to this in- 
teresting place in the im- 
mediate future. 
We pass the Riggs house, 
built in 1630, ride through a 
beautiful willow road and 
thence to Gloucester via 
Riverdale. As we ride the 
scenery is ever. fresh and 
helps us to form our general 
impression of Cape Ann 
more fully. 
As we leave the car, hav- 
ing come back to where we 
started, it is with eagerness 
that we plan for extensive 
exploration. Our general 
" Poe ek Me §=6impression we sum up in 
our note book as follows :— 
“Cape Ann—a rocky pro- 
Cove with its quaint colonial SCENE AT THE GLOUCESTER FISH WHARVES. montory nearly surrounded 
houses, we fali in love with. From Folly Cove to Bay 
View we are able to see the coast of three states, Massa- 
chusetts, New Hampshire and Maine. We note the activ- 
ity in the stone quarries and wonder whence came all the 
stone. Our geologist tells us that it is a souvenir of the 
great ice sheet which spread like a blanket over Northern 
America aeons ago. 
Coming into Annisquam we catch a glimpse of the 
by water with low hills, rugged and beautiful, sloping to a 
coast generally rocky. A place unequalled in America for 
variety of natural beauty.” 
We promise ourselves a walk along the coast that 
we may further increase our general impressions before 
seeking for more retired places and we bid each other 
good bye for another week. 
