. Down east latch strings; or Seashore, lakes and mountains by the Boston & Maine railroad. Descriptive of the tourist region of New England . as ocean. The mackerel fleet that I had seen all day —fifty sail, sixty, yes, and more — was ofl Boon island, with their jibsdown, the solitary gray shaft of the light-house standing grimly upamong the white sails, a mile-stone of the sea. There are very few who would be able to approach the farthestedge of the precipice called The Pulpit, and bend over its sheer . Here is a perpendicular wall of rock, 90 feet in height (as wellas I could estimat
. Down east latch strings; or Seashore, lakes and mountains by the Boston & Maine railroad. Descriptive of the tourist region of New England . as ocean. The mackerel fleet that I had seen all day —fifty sail, sixty, yes, and more — was ofl Boon island, with their jibsdown, the solitary gray shaft of the light-house standing grimly upamong the white sails, a mile-stone of the sea. There are very few who would be able to approach the farthestedge of the precipice called The Pulpit, and bend over its sheer . Here is a perpendicular wall of rock, 90 feet in height (as wellas I could estimate it) and about 150 feet in length, with a greater thanNiagara raging at its foot — a rock buttress, with its foundationsdeeply rooted in the earth, breasting off the Atlantic; and the mossyfragments lying splintered at its base, or heaved loosely about the 35 summit, told of many a desperate wrestling-match, with a constantgain for the old athlete. . The strata of rock lie in perpendicularmasses, welded together as if by fire, and injected with crystal quartz-seams, knotted like veins in a Titans forehead. Blocks of granite. weighing many tons, honeycombed by the action of the water, areloosely piled where the clifi* overhangs the waves, and you may descendby regular steps to the verge of the abyss. It was with reading and talking thus, about this historic, grandly 3(5 picturesque, sombre-storied old shore, that we beguiled the time as wesped along through the woodlands and farms of York, Wells, andKennebunk, to the twin cities, Biddeford and Saco. From Kennebunk, a branch railway, five miles long, runs down toKennebunkport, at the mouth of the Kennebuukport river, once a ship-building and fishing port of great importance to Maine. Years ago,large and important vessels were built there, and the reputation of itsyards was high for staunchness and good lines; but the decay ofthis industry, and the retreat of cod, mackerel and menhaden, wouldhave left the quaint old port de
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