. King's handbook of Boston harbor. om which theRev. East Wind de-livers very powerfuladdresses. In thenorthern cove are theremains of the un-finished canal, cutthrough the rock bythe late Gen. Austin, with some wild idea of forming an artificial once had a gate at its entrance, and made a tight and secure little T. Deans description is the best ever written of it: In truth, it isa noble island. Its jutting rocks and cavernous recesses were now invisi-ble ; but its grand position and imposing front, as it stood darkly revealedagainst the cloudy sky, seemed to give it a heroi
. King's handbook of Boston harbor. om which theRev. East Wind de-livers very powerfuladdresses. In thenorthern cove are theremains of the un-finished canal, cutthrough the rock bythe late Gen. Austin, with some wild idea of forming an artificial once had a gate at its entrance, and made a tight and secure little T. Deans description is the best ever written of it: In truth, it isa noble island. Its jutting rocks and cavernous recesses were now invisi-ble ; but its grand position and imposing front, as it stood darkly revealedagainst the cloudy sky, seemed to give it a heroic charm. The ocean-waves approaching Boston here meet the foremost champion of the and alone it stands forth on the perilous edge of battle whenit rages, and sternly encounters the maddened billows which seek anotherprey. Even now the seas came stealing along its rugged side, makinga line of white, again and again bursting into spray as they met somevexatious rock. We neared the canal. This is a deep fissure extending. WwiSTul^^tfy. OffrtteG-f^VES- 222 KINGS HANDBOOK OF BOSTON HARBOR. across the eastern part of the island. The northerly end forms a long,deep, aisle-like gap in the Brewster, with sufficient depth of water, when thetide is up, to float quite a craft well within the limits of the island. On theseaward side of the entrance, rugged, isolated rocks break somewhatthe force of the seas; but, in a troublous time, they seem only to fret andaggravate the jealous waves. It was not without difficulty that we foundthe entrance; but at last we entered safely, and rowed slowly up the waterypath of the canal. The sound of the waves diminished as we advanced;and when at last our skiff gently touched the shore within the walls of rockthat had opened to receive us, the grating of her bow upon the shingle wasthe only sound we heard. Stepping ashore, we gazed about us. Here, atthe end of inland navigation, the canal expanded into a little cove, favoredwith water only a
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