I am, dear brother, affectionately yours,
Lucretia Parker.
FOOTNOTES:
[26] From an Old Pamphlet, published in 1825.
THE PASSING OF MOGUL MACKENZIE
The Last of the North Atlantic Pirates[27]
Arthur Hunt Chute
In the farther end of the Bay of Fundy, about a mile off from the Nova Scotian coast, is the Isle of Haut. It is a strange rocky island that rises several hundred feet sheer out of the sea, without any bay or inlets. A landing can only be effected there in the calmest weather; and on account of the tremendous ebb of the Fundy tides, which rise and fall sixty feet every twelve hours, the venturesome explorer cannot long keep his boat moored against the precipitous cliffs.