I trust t my readers  concluded from ter on books t reading is my only pleasure; my pleasures and amusements are many and varied.

    More tory I o my love of try and out-of-door sports.

    e a little girl, I learned to ro rentts, I almost live in my boat. Noter pleasure to take my friends out ro guide t very s in tern and manages times,  t is fun to try to steer by t of ergrasses and lilies, and of bus groion in tance of ter . I like to contend  is more exing to make your staunctle boat, obedient to your ilting o feel teady, imperious surge of ter!

    I also enjoy canoeing, and I suppose you  on moonligs. I cannot, it is true, see teal softly across to follo I kno I feel ts as simes a daring little fisen a pond-lily presses s my ly, as er of a cove or inlet, I am suddenly conscious of t me. A luminous o enfold me.  comes from trees er, I can never discover. I range sensation even in t of ty. I  it on cold, stormy days and at nig is like the kiss of warm lips on my face.

    My favourite amusement is sailing. In ted Nova Scotia, and unities suc enjoyed before to make tance of ter spending a fery, about , Miss Sullivan and I  to er part of the harbour was our joy, our paradise.

    glorious sails o McNabbs Island, to York Redoubt, and to t Arm! And at nig soot in t, silent men-of-eresting, so beautiful! t is a joy forever.

    One day a in t Arm, in   along o ctle sail-boats so and fro close by, and turned our faces y noticed a black cloud drifting in f