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Title: Here and there in New England and Canada
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Sweetser, Moses Foster, 1848-1897
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Publisher: Boston, Passenger Dept., Boston (and) Maine Railroad
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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OWARDOSSIPEE. islets includes Hawks Nest and Nabbys Isle, hemmed by sandy beaches, and shaded by trees. Blueberries abound here, and black bass haunt the surrounding ledges. The Beavers ji, ;< ; ; ; come next, with their land-locked coves and seques- I /; ^ / tered channels; and Black-Cat Island, in front of a romantic / cove laden with exquisite pond-lilies. On the right rise the singularly fertile hills of Long Island,with two summer-hotels. The steamboats land passengers here; and thehotels are about eight miles from Centre Harbor, by the causeway andaround through Moultonborough. Across the channel is Steamlioat Island,where the first steamer on the lake, the Belknap, suffered total wreck,in 1S41. When the boat is off Long Island, and as she advances over the quietwaters toward Centre Harbor, there is a magnificent and impressive viewof Mount Washington and several other peaks of the Presidential Range,rising over and far back of the low ledges of Mount Paugus. At early sum- 27
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28 mer, or in the autumn season, the great peak is clad with snow, and flashesbrightly through the clear northern air, more than forty miles distant.Presently, the rocky spire of Chocorua rounds into sight, from behind thenearer Ossipee Mountains, and the distant sovereign of this land of high-lands sinks away behind the dark crest of Mount Passaconaway, and is seenno more. But it leaves in the memory a glorious picture, which cannot fadeaway for years. And now, just ahead, nestling under the shelter of high hills, the whitehouses of Centre Harbor appear, The little hamlet lying \Vhite in its mountain fold,Asleep by the lake, and dreamingA dream that is never told.

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