Baddeck and That Sort of Thing
Cosimo, Inc., 01 նոյ, 2005 թ. - 196 էջ
We cannot leave Halifax without remarking that it is a city of great private virtue, and that its banks are sound. The appearance of its paper money is not, however, inviting.... I sarcastically called the stuff I received "Confederate money..".-from BaddeckLegend has it that Alexander Graham Bell was inspired by this travelogue of a journey through the Canadian Maritime provinces to establish his estate there. It may be what this delightful little book is best remembered for, but it has much more to recommend it. Originally appearing in five installments in The Atlantic Monthly, from January through May 1874, this journal of a trip through Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, and New Brunswick is quick-witted and unexpectedly smart-alecky, full of observations on the romance of summer travel on a steamboat, the supposed plainness of Canadian women, and the wisdom of a traveler's not revealing that he's from the United States.American essayist and novelist CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER (1829-1900) served on the editorial staffs of the Hartford Press, the Hartford Courant, and Harpers Magazine. He was the first president of the National Institute of Arts and Letters, and published numerous books, including My Summer in a Garden (1870), My Winter on the Nile (1876), and a biography of Washington Irving (1881).
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Էջ 66 - Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.
Էջ 122 - ... for a mile or more, straggling off into farm-houses at each end, lying for the most part on the sloping curve of the bay. There were a few countrylooking stores and shops, and on the shore three or four rather decayed and shaky wharves ran into the water, and a .few schooners lay at anchor near them; and the usual decaying warehouses leaned about the docks. A peaceful and perhaps a thriving place, but not a bustling place. As I walked down the road, a sail-boat put out from the shore and slowly...
Էջ 158 - ... extensive as the vast buffalo droves on the plains, a collection as thick as clover-blossoms in a field in June, miles of them, apparently; and at length the boat had to push its way through a mass of them which covered the water like the leaves of the pondlily, and filled the deeps far down with their beautiful contracting and expanding forms. I did not suppose there were so many jelly-fishes in all the world.
Էջ 156 - ... American, heir of all the nervous diseases of all the ages, could not but find peace in this scene of tranquil beauty, and sail on into a great and deepening contentment. Would the voyage could last for an age, with the same sparkling but tranquil sea, and the same environment of hills, near and remote! The hills approached and fell away in lines of undulating grace, draped with a tender color which helped to carry the imagination beyond the earth.
Էջ 71 - Britain, and it could lie here, with the narrows fortified, secure from the attacks of the American navy, hovering outside in the fog. With these patriotic thoughts we enter the town. It is not the fault of the railroad, but its present inability to climb a rocky hill, that it does not run into the city. The suburbs are not impressive in the night, but they look better then than they do in the daytime; and the same might be said of the city itself. Probably there is not anywhere a more rusty, forlorn...
Էջ 54 - Scotia ; and it was not until we had travelled over the rest of the country, that we saw the appropriateness of the designation. The explanation is, that not so much is required of a garden here as in some other parts of the world.
Էջ 172 - The town is laid out on a generous scale, and it is to be regretted that we could not have seen it when it enjoyed the glory of a governor and court and ministers of state, and all the paraphernalia of a royal parliament. That the productive island, with its system of free schools, is about to enter upon a prosperous career, and that Charlottetown is soon to become a place of great activity, no one who converses with the natives can doubt; and I think that even now no traveler will regret spending...
Էջ 160 - Ha ! are you sure of that?" When I pointed it out in the map, he examined it earnestly with his spectacles ; then, taking me in his arms, "My dear C ! (cried he) you always bring us good news. Egad ! I '11 go directly, and tell the king that Cape Breton is an island.