The Indianapolis journal., 1903-10-11

the two rowers. who had miscalculated
their speed, brought us to the shore with
a sudden thump which forced me and the
horse L was holding both to our knees,
whereupon he plunged into the water with
a splash. breaking an oar, but landing
safely on the beach, whittier / followed
him. Both horses were than tied to the
lighthouse and we returned to our next
load. / using the broken blade of the oar
for a bridge to get on board. Torquie Mac
Lean, the ferryman, applauding my dex-
terity and telling me L couldn't walk that
steady if was drunk, and then ruminating
on the uselessness of trying to get drunk
on the sly there at Englishtown. He had
attempted it many times, but the old wom-
an or somebody had always caught him.
Indeed, think the people hereabouts must
have been given TO this form of dissipation.
though / have seen no drunken men, for
find on unfreQuented solitary roads far off
in the forest advertisements of the Kelley
cure nailed against the trees.
1t took four trips of the ferry boat to
get us over. We lunched upon the beach
and drove for the rest of the day between
the mountains and the sea with Old Smoky,
headland some 100 feet high. looming il
front OF US. Before evening came we halted
at the house of Sandy Mcdonald right on
the edge of the bluff, not fifty feet from
the ocean where the waves were slumber-
ing, the surface of the sea being quite
CLASSY i'm the perfect calm which prevailed.
AS we approached we were greeted by a
''fishy fume which would have. tickled
the nostris of Asmodeus could he have
survived the wreck of ancient mythology
TO have enjoyed it. Hundreds of Goldfish
were drying on large scaffolds, as well as
hundreds of dogfish, hung from long hori-
zontal bars. These doghsh, when dried. are
chopped up and mixed with fodder and are
declared to be fine food for horses, giving
them sleek, glossy coats" In a few min
utes a slight breeze sprung up and the odor
disappeared. Looking southwark along the
beach there were cliffs of perfectly regular
smooth limestone, strcaked with many
shades of brown and red, not quite per-
pendicular. but sloping down to the sea.
These cliffs rose higher and higher up i'm a
field about quarter of mile away. We
walked TO the highest point crossing the
greenest and most perfect OF meadows. The
field at the top seemed as if il had been
laid out for a park in the estate of some
great lord, so perfect was the landscape
gardening at which nature had been busy
through the agency of fertile soil and moist
sea air. Here the land rose and fell in
little hummocks; it was clothed with a sod
OF faultless brilliant green. Rocks peeped
! out here and there from the surface and
scattered around at exactly the right places
were clumps of alders and birch trees and
J evergreens and naples with delightful
vistas opening between them. AT one place
there is path across a natural causeway
between two small gorges. The evergreens
here have none of the imperfections that
We notice in our own drier southern lati-
tudes. They are fresh all over and look
| like hundreds of Christmas trees. big and
| little. some OF them mere babies. but all
Just ready to be decorated and lighted up