Pointe 2‘). Pic is gay, lively and fashionable; Murray Bay, 
     
     ‘ town-like and not lonely; St. Irénée, a beach resort for quiet people 
     
    

    
     who take with them their own amusements; while Cap a l'Aigle is 
     
     suited for those who like farm and country life, with good air and 
     
     walks along the cliffs and through country fields. Pointe a Pic 
     
     and Murray Bay are nearly connected; and as St. Irénée and Cap a 
     
     l’Aigle are just a few miles south and east, there is plenty of occu— 
     
     pation, even for those who live in the quiet outer resorts; for the St. 
     
     Lawrence steamboats call at all the wharves, and it is easy to go 
     
     from one place to the other by steamer, as well as by carriage. 
     
     Summer costumes from nearly every part of the world make gay 
     
     the long wharf at {Pointe a Pic, and with the hundreds of car- 
     
     riages drawn up for the reception of visitors and guests arriving by 
     
     steamer the scene is animating, lively and full of interest. 
     
    

    
     The scenery of St. Irénée is very fine. The shore is green 
     
     and fresh. There are no unsightly landslides, and no bare rock. 
     
     The elevation is a bold one, with high mountains behind fading into 
     
     grey and blue. The gentle-sloping shore dotted with white cot- 
     
     tages runs to a point at the south that is shaped like the bastion of 
     
     a fort. The shore is of rock and gravel, with sand in some places. 
     
     A stone road extends along the shore and makes a pleasant prom- 
     
     enade. A short distance from the wharf, north and south—in fact 
     
     directly at the wharf—is the open country where the habitants still 
     
     live the simple life of other days. St. Irénée is essentially a summer 
     
     place—there is neither town nor village. The main road to Pointe 
     
     21 Pic makes a very enjoyable course for a country ramble, as it 
     
     abounds in by-roads and quiet paths that lead through hill and dale 
     
     where may be heard the merry music of many a dashing cascade 
     
     and sprightly rill. The bungalows are all prettily placed at varying 
     
     heights—always in choice spots that command a direct View of the. 
     
     water and shore. There is no obtruding village life, and no place 
     
     where ‘shopping’ may be done. All the signs of life are contributed 
     
     by the summer residents. There is little or no formality. Ladies 
     
     and children lounge on the hotel piazza, saunter along the hillside 
     
     and country roads, or form sociable groups on the shore as they do 
     
     fancy-work and sewing, or write letters—the children taking their 
     
     fill of pleasure from the shore with spade and pail. 
     
    

    
     A few tied-up schooners float lazily at the wharf, awaiting 
     
     their next period of activity. River steamboats between Quebec, 
     
     Murray Bay and Tadousac call here, and it is also a port of call for 
     
     the Government Steamship Champlain. 
     
    
   
   
    
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