The Pine-tree coast . was saved here, during the wars,by throwing himself flat on his face in his cabbage-patch. The crop of 1888 amounted to between fiveand six thousand tons. Just fancy it! six thousandtons of cabbage-heads raised among these rocks ! Oneis obliged to admit that a field of the red sort looksvery pretty about harvest time, — not so very unlike enormous Jacqueminotroses stuck in the ground. It is a long mile from the point where the road turns off before you reachthe Two Lights, to which we are guided by the black tips of the lanternspeering above the woods for the last half ho
The Pine-tree coast . was saved here, during the wars,by throwing himself flat on his face in his cabbage-patch. The crop of 1888 amounted to between fiveand six thousand tons. Just fancy it! six thousandtons of cabbage-heads raised among these rocks ! Oneis obliged to admit that a field of the red sort looksvery pretty about harvest time, — not so very unlike enormous Jacqueminotroses stuck in the ground. It is a long mile from the point where the road turns off before you reachthe Two Lights, to which we are guided by the black tips of the lanternspeering above the woods for the last half hour. These lights mark theextreme southerly limit of Casco Bay, and with Seguin at the eastern portal,they signal the entrance thirty miles out on the Atlantic. They are, in truth,the eyes of the coast, purblind by day and shining only at night, like a cats. It is breathing-time with the keeper; we have done our eight miles since break-fast-time, so we stretch ourselves along the soft turf for a little chat IXDIAX SXOWSHOE. PROM SCARBOROl GH TO POR1 LAND HEAD. Ml Less than fortyyears ago, oui Lighthouse service was probably the worstamong civilized nations. One man delivered ;ill the Bupplies, made Buch repairsas he liked, and strange to say, was entrusted with about all the supervision that tin- whole range t coast, lights received from Vermilion Hay to QuoddyEead. He had neither written nor printed instructions from anybody, norwere any provided even for the keepers, nor was there any Bystem i instruc-tion or examination whatever. In consequence, there was constant complaint,of the inferior quality of the oil, the polish, the frames, —everything in short. —until one day the venerable head of the lighthouse board suddenly awoke,rubbed his eyes, and fell into a paroxysm of rage on being told that the wholeservice was going to the devil. Brother Jonathan, good, easy soul, submits to being victimized, until for-bearance ceases to be a virtue ; nor is he easily con
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