A, Stewart MacDonald D.F.C., M.D. C..M, Belfast area. When I went to Prince of Wales College, and I was asked where I came from, it was no good to say Little Sands, so I used to say, ”not far from Murray Harbour.” Most Islanders knew about the slow Murray Harbour train. We used to have two small train stations where we could get the train to Charlottetown, one at Hopefield and one at Iris. One could always hear the train whistle in the morning and in the evening. This is gone, but I assume that one can still hear the moaning sound of the bayou at the Indian Rock at Wood Islands. In the summer months many vessels used to be seen making their way along the Northumberland Strait. The Pictou Island light which kept flashing all night, used to shine into my bedroom window. I could see the lights of New Glasgow, Trenton and Pictou shining in the southern area. Directions were easy to define, and I always thought of them through my Navigation years. The things that I missed more than anything else, when I left there, were the longing for a cold drink of water from the spring, and the sound of the waves against the shoreline, although they could make a very loud noise on a stormy night. Little Sands is divided into Kings and Queens counties. I lived on the west of the line, although there was only one school. We were in the Belfast district, whereas the Eastern was in the Murray River. This meant that we voted in Wood Islands and went to church in Wood Islands. In fact, I went to Wood Islands East school for about three years. My teachers there were Charlie Richards, Janet MacDougall and Elizabeth MacDougall. In the early years, there was a branch of the Belfast church located three farms west of us (the first farm in Little Sands). There was a cemetery in the Kings County side of the County line, where all the communities around buried their dead. There is a large cemetery to the west in 5