Milking Time

tiny waterfall, the lake, the platform walks, the summer house, and climbing on the rocky slopes, attract many to a quiet enjoyment of their beauties.

Golf, tennis, walks, boating. etc., are the chief amusements. and children find plenty of occupation playing on the fronting sand beach, or in climbing the rocks and hills. There is a pleasant prome- nade in front of the principal hotel. It faces south-east, commands one of the noblest prospects ever seen, and is immediately above the beach and open to the cool summer breeze. Summer houses or pergolas dot the walk on the top of the cliff, and there is no lack of pleasant walks in many directions. There are places where the first: thought. on arrival is, “how can I occupy my time ?" The thought that immediately comes to mind here is, “how can I see what is to be seen here in a few daysMa week or a month?”

The display of the Aurora Borealis is often magnificent in this region. The Indians call this the reflection of the Camp Fires in the Happy Hunting-Grounds. On a night when the sky is cloudless, and brilliant with stars, it is a joyous experience to camp out. Possibly there is just enough of a breeze to fan the flickering flame of the camp fire. The broad expanse of the St. Lawrence is unruffied by a single rippl *, and as the gaze follows its surface the glorious stars are mirrored like shining jewels. Looking to the mountains, great rays of white shoot upward from behind their far—away heights. Stupendous arches of purple mount into the blue sky, transient, evanescent; for soon the dream—like fabric crumbles and disappears, to be followed by red or

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