Norwich bulletin., 1913-03-12

snow; but there Is something IaSclHat- ing about the moors at this season that cannot be found in summer. Nan tuckett is farther from the maddlng crowd in winter. The world leaves II very much to itself then. The skurry- ing rabbit the whirrfng quail, the silent gliding hawk and speeding duck are the only intruders. But they are welcome intruders.
 The island is fifteen miles long and varies in width from two to seven miles. 1t turns. its back to the ocean. One or the best walks is to leave town by way of Pleasant street, and then cross lev el plain going directly to the south. You skirt a miniature pine forest and keep along the edge of Miacomet Pond until you come to the end. As you stand on the brink of a low clay cliff, the soft beach is below you, and as you raise your eyes you see the majestic break CTS. Beyond is the sea-the great road to everywhere. Were your eyes not so weak you could make out Cape Ffnis- stere and the Pillars of Hercules, but man is not made that way. The sea is time of year. It is more cruel, more vast. more awe-inspir1ng, more lone some in winter and therefore more fascinating to look upon fromthe shore
 The Changing Shore Line. The ocean holds Nantucket in it's grasp and changes the islands shore line each winter. Many yards of the
 
 washed away in the last fifty years. A large neck of land called Smiths Point at the extreme westerly end Of the is- land, has been swept away Once it was possible to drive cattle from Nan tucket to the neighboring little island of Tuckernuck. but now there are places where the water is more than forty feet deep, between the parent is- land and its child. About a dozen years ago the sea washed away broad stretch of sand at the head of the har- Dor. making two islands of Naptucket, with passage so deep that small fish Ing steamers coud pass where once it was possible to drive with horse and carriage. About three years ago the sea Changed it's mind and closed up the passage and now Coatue and Great Point are as much a part of the island as they ever were.
 It is always with reluctance that you end your contemplation of the broad ocean and turn back, perhaps going home by way of Little Mioxes Pond and the Maddequeeham Valley On ar irving back at the town even here are found attractions not to be seen during the summer season. In fact, persons who know Nantucket well much pre- fer the island when the summer visi- tors are gone and the demure charms of the place hold sway without dispute. Usually seaside watering places are deadly in winter because they form nothing but a village of rattling emp ty and banal cottages What is more forlorn than summer hotel in winter? Nantucket is not like these places largely because many of the summer sojourners live in the quaint old houses or the town. Not a few of the sum- mer visitors come to the siland Tn win ter and there are several of the sum- mer residents who paradoxicalIy avoid the place during the months of July and August, but come there out of sea son They know the attra activeness of the place in the brisk cold weather
 A Place Of Peace
 Fall, winter or spring are the times the whaler. The town was once an important port, having many ships and the hum of industry, but the discovery of natural oil snuffed out it's prosperi- ty. The whaling captains and the ship owners, fortunately for them, were provident set of men on the whole. They accepted their fate and lived quietly in their stateuy houses. For years there has hardly been man of means who lived there and was not re tired" Their sons went to the big cities and the town simply grew old. The ban of hustle, of mushroom growth and hasty architecture was removed. The town has the Old World charm of a place that has stood still,
 When evening comes the town cer- tainly is still. Lower Main street. with the Custom House at one end and the Pacific Bank at the other, both buildings handsome in their simplicity, is deserted, instead of teeming with people as is the case in summer. The sportsman sleeps that he may be ready for an early start in the morning to go duck shooting; the fisher man is weary after long day of heaving and haul