NORTH SHORE BREEZE and Reminder 
about fifty yards in width; at either end are rocky 
leadlands, and tke superb view includes a number of 
grotesque little islands near the shore. Besides the 
beach, however, Manchester has beautiful hills and 
picturesque drives through the woods and along the 
shore, which are unsurpassed anywhere, and it is, too, 
the Lome of the far-famed Essex County elub. 
The town of Manchester owns another splendid 
beach, that at Magnoha, which, during the season, is a 
rendezvous for wealth and fashion. Magnolia is a tiny 
scrap of a village, but when summer comes, its popula- 
tion is increased many times. Nature has been kind to 
Magnolia, granting to her a surpassing beauty, so 
varied in its character as to be unequalled at any other 
place so tiny. The beach, the rocks, from which a won- 
derful ocean view may be obtained, the little farms and 
the wooded hills insure for Magnolia an enduring 
attractiveness, which the changes of time can never 
affect. Magnolia has been called the village cf hotels, a 
fitting title, for, as the years have taken to people of 
otker sections and of other countries, reports of her 
wonders, an increasing number of tourists and visitors 
have demanded an opportunity to spend some time 
here. To come once is to come again, and so it goes— 
more and more of her lovers drawn to Magnolia each 
year. The Oceanside hotel and its score of cottages 
attract some of the best known people of the country 
during June, July and August. 
Two species of flowers have helped to place Mag- 
nolia above the other North Shore towns—the moun- 
tain laurel by its profusion, the magnolia by its rarity, 
and both hy their beauty. To the initiated, the hillsides 
in laurel time, glowing with masses of the pink 
blossoms, are a source of never ending delight. The 
magnolias come later in the season, but few, save bare- 
foot urchins, seem to know much about the hiding 
places of these rarely beautiful flowers. It is, however, 
worth more than half a day’s tramp through damp 
valleys to find the ivory-tinted blossoms growing 
among their glossy green leaves on trees, sometimes as 
high as ten feet. The heavy, sensuous perfume of the 
magnolia is a thing to bring back those dear, forgotten 
dreams of love and youth. 
Beyond Magnolia is the beginning of Cape Ann 
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and the end of the North Shore. Cape Ann, renowned 
in song and story, includes quaint, old Gloucester, 
formerly called The Harbor; Rockport, with its idle 
wharves now dozing in the sunlight; pleasant Bass 
Rocks with its pretty cottages and magnificent water 
view; that artists’ haven, Eastern Point, and. on the 
northerly side of the Cape, the picturesque locality 
known as Annisquam. 
Here we must leave the Shore, although the tale of 
its charm is but half told, after a glance at Gloucester 
Harbor, as seen from the rocks at Fresh Water Cove. 
There is no more picturesque harbor along the North 
Shore, and the view of it from the vantage point we 
have chosen is superb. Just across stretches Eastern 
Point with its lighthouse and its breakwater. It is a 
sunshiny morning in June, and the water of the harbor 
is alive with a joy, to which we cannot help responding. 
We pause to immerse ourselves in tke beauty of the 
scene and lo! a mirage appears before our astonished 
eyes. A ship appears to be riding on the, tops of the 
trees of Eastern Point; we rub our eyes and discover 
that the ship is. sailing out past the pomt on an ocean, 
which is literally ‘‘sky-bhve=-water’’. Again, it. is. a 
moonlight evening, and from our chosen spot. we--loek: 
across the same harbor once more. Eastern Point 1s 
silhouetted against the pale sky, its lighthouse broug! t 
into bold relief. We catch again that weird glimpse of 
the water, sky-like above the land, and now a broad 
path of moonlight streams from the rocks at our feet, 
across the harbor, across the Point and the far-off oceaa 
beyond to ‘‘where the heart might be.’’ Music is heard, 
perhaps from the brilliantly lighted Dolphth riding at 
anchor in the harbor, and a little sail boat. steals across 
the moonlight space; it is like a scene from some old 
Italian opera. : 
Always scenes like this will endear the North Shore 
to all of us, and as long as the sea and the sky and the 
hills remain we will come back to know it better, which 
is to say, to love it better. 
Ipswich, Essex, Hamilton, Wenham, Topsfield, 
Newbury, Rowley and scores of other towns and ham- 
lets extend along the coast toward the New Hampshire 
and Maine resorts, all haying their own individual 
charm to draw people from all sections of the country. 
