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     letters, the artist, the soldier, the student, or the lover of the beau- 
     
     tiful, he will leave the city with deep regret; and with sad heart, a 
     
     moist eye, and broken utterance will the words “Farewell to dear 
     
     Old Quebec” be said. 
     
    

    
     In such a large, well—wooded and splendidly watered province 
     
     as Quebec, the facilities for camping, boating, hunting and fishing 
     
     are some of the best the world affords; and with a river as vast as 
     
     an ocean, and widening out grandly until it meets the Atlantic, 
     
     there is an unlimited choice of bathing and summer life at almost 
     
     any reasonable temperature. The peninsula of Gaspé, too, with 
     
     its legends and tales of adventure, is one of the world's choicest 
     
     fishing and hunting regions; while the far northern shores of the 
     
     River and Gulf of St. Lawrence are watered by splendid rivers, 
     
     with merely a fringe of settlement, so that the untrodden interior 
     
     will give real occupation for naturalists, sportsmen and explorers 
     
     for many a year to come. 
     
    

    
     In the sylvan province of New Brunswick none should go 
     
     thirsty; for such a prodigality of rivers, streams, cascades, brooks, 
     
    
   
   
    
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