"The island lies nine leagues away, Along its solitary shore Of craggy rock and sandy bay No sound but ocean's roar, Save where the bold, wild sea-bird makes her home, Her shrill cry coming through the sparkling foam."--R. H. DANA. About six miles from the mainland of M----, with its rock-bound coast washed by the waters of the broad Atlantic, was an islet known in the days of which I write as Campbell's Isle.…
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