“There’s not a little boat, sweetheart, That dances on the tide;— There's not a nodding daisy—head In all the meadows wide,—

In all the warm green orchards, Where bright birds sing and stray, There's not a whistling oriole

So glad as I this day.”

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She said, “In all the purple hills, Where dance the lilies blue,

Where all day long the sleeping larks Make fairy-tales come true.

Where you can lie for hours and watch The unfathomable sky,

There's not a breath of all the June That's half so glad as I I"

A conspicuous feature, visible from almost any part of the city, is the Citadel. From its height a splendid and inspiring View may be had of an immense stretch of country; While the harbor, the coast and the surrounding waters are spread at the feet like a huge map in relief. There is no better way of becoming acquainted with the plan of the city and environs; for by walking around the ram~ parts every outlying area may be seen reaching in to the streets immediately below. By the Citadel gate may be seen two mortars that were used at Louisbourg when that fortress surrendered to Amherst and Wolfe. Visitors are admitted to the citadel on pay— ment of a small fee. The masonry work is enormously strong, and the old-world appearance of glacis, moat and bastion suggest great strength. It all typifies a fast-decaying system of fort defence, and on that account, and because so picturesque, it is worthy of the closest examination and interest. The one o'clock gun still booms from the upper rampart of the Citadel.

The modern fortifications for the defence of city and harbor are on the islands, and along the shores that make out to the en— trance. On George's Island is Fort Charlotte, and opposite is Fort

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