Being a full, free and Authentic Record of Perilous Adventures and Marvelous Escapes along the Deep Indentations and Rocky Points of the Atlantic Coast of Western Nova Scotia. Made during the rain of his Most Ungracious Majesty, Jupiter Pluvius I. And including the Personal observations, views and deductions of a Traveler, seemingly well versed in the art of placing one Foot before the other. Read and Learn what his Travel hath brought forth. A wind’s in the heart of me, a fire’s in my heels, I am tired of brick and stone and rumbling wagon wheels; I hunger for the sea’s edge, the limits of the land, Where the wild old Atlantic is shouting on the sand.…
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