The sun., 1908-04-19
CROSSING THE BAY or TUNDY.
4 Trip With Al the Unpleasant Features Of
Crossing the FngIlsh channel.

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Those who cross the English Channel
usually have cause TO remember II, Travel
lers tell you that on the short trip from
Dover TO Calais seasickness Will gel you II
II can get you anywhere
There's another short water journey
which has all the unpleasant features OF
crossing the Channel. II Ia straight aorOss
the bay OF Fundy, about half way up, be-
tween ". John. n, b., and Dighy. Ms.
The "Trip takes three hours or less and
the chances are about three. to one that II
will beNnpleasanl The swift rushing tide
and tM5'vind, which seems to blow every
which way most Of the time, combine TO
make 4 choppy sea which gives very dis
turbing motion 10 the vessel.
Starting out from Digby early on a pleas
ant afternoon there is every sign OF happy
voyage, for the steamboat is moving
placidly over landlOeked Annapolis Basin
II you haven't dined you hasten below 30
that you may get II over with quickly and
have so much the more time on deck
You are well along in your meal when the
uining saloon gets gloomy. A glance to
either side and there Is land, apparently
close up TO the ports. The water seems to
tumble by in an unexpected rush. The
steamboat is passing out Digby Gut the
narrow entrance to Annapolis Basin, be-
tween two mountain peaks,
The vessel has acquired a motion which
brings TO mind the helterskslter and merry
go-rounds and seesaws Of COney Island
all at once. desire ~ be up on deck
In the fresh air comes upon you.
With every appearance Of departing
lesurely, which deceives no one. you climb
TO the upper air. Then you get a seat
close TO the rail, take few deep breaths
and gaze boldly about you.
Before, on the right and on the left, there
Is nothing but restless water. No waves
mountain high, such as the ultTamarine
observers report, but sassy little waves,
moving now one way, now another, IN
most dlsorderly manner
You look astern. The North Mountain
rises boldly from the edge OF the bay and
stretches in both directions az far as the
eve can reach. The passage through
which you we're shot into the bay can hardly
be. made. .plu ..-.~L- .,.-,-...,
There is a certain feeling OF safely in
keeping your eyes fixed on the massive
front OF rocks and trees. At least IL doesn't
move. But the eye wanders restlessly
and you try TO discern whittier you are
going.
A faint speck In the distance slowly
resolves itself into an outline Of land, You
look anXiously for more land. but II comes
into view with tantsldng slowness, You
glance at your watch only to find that the
trip has just begun.
And there you sit clutching the rail
tightly, hoping against hope, while Nova
Scotia recedeS rapidly from your vision
and New Brunswick grows but little nearer,
The waves go chop chop and the deck moves
up and down, frontways and sideways,
with a mOnotony that grows more un-
bearable every moment
Half way over! You shut your watch
with a snap and resolve that you simply
won't. Nova Scotia has almost faded
into outline and New Brunswick is near
enough now 50 that you can distinguish
bays and headlands and maybe give them
name. You feel that the steamboat is
moving onward gallantly, yet the troublous
eXpanse Of water before you lessons 80
slowly.
But you hang on and in time the city Of
StIJOhn comes into your horizon. While
you are still engaged in picking out familiar
objects in the city's skyline the vessel
shoots by Partridge Island and you are
again in calm waters.
Well you haven't, and you realize that
you are mighty hungry.