Sights in Boston and suburbs, or, Guide to the stranger (1856) (14781123393)

Identifier: sightsinbostonsu00puls_0 (find matches)
Title: Sights in Boston and suburbs, or, Guide to the stranger
Year: 1856 (1850s)
Authors: Pulsifer, David, 1802-1894 Andrew, John, 1815-1875, egr. Billings, Hammatt, 1818-1875, egr. Hill George W., 1815-1893, egr. Barry, egr.
Subjects: Boston (Mass.)--Guidebooks Boston (Mass.)--History Boston (Mass.)--Public buildings Railroads--Massachusetts--Boston Railroads--Massachusetts--Boston--Stations Cemeteries--Massachusetts--Boston Boston Harbor Islands (Mass.)--Description Churches--Massachusetts--Boston Historic buildings--Massachusetts--Boston Theatres--Massachusetts--Boston Associations, institutions, etc.--Massachusetts--Boston Travel literature--Massachusetts--Boston--19th century Guidebooks--Massachusetts--Boston--19th century Advertisements--Massachusetts--Boston--19th century
Publisher: John P. Jewett & Co. Jewett, Proctor & Worthington
Contributing Library: Elms College
Digitizing Sponsor: Boston Public Library



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esting curiosities — to hear the waves rippling the col-ored pebbles of the beaches, and see them gliding overthe projecting ledges in fanciful cascades — to behold theplovers and sandpipers running along the beaches, theseal slumbering upon the outer rocks, the white gulls soar-ing overhead, the porpoises pursuing their rude gambolsalong the shore, and the curlew, the loon, the black duck,and the coot, the brant, with his dappled neck, and theoldwife, with her strange, wild, vocal melody, swimminggracefully in the coves, and rising and sinking with theswell of the tide. The moonlight evenings here are ex-ceedingly lovely; and the phosphoric radiance of the bil-lows, on favorable nights, (making the waters look like asea of fire,) exhibits a scene of wonderful beauty. But, however delightful Nahant may appear in sum-mer, it is surpassed by the giandeur and sublimity of awinter storm. When the strong east wind has swept overthe Atlantic for several days, and the billows, wrought up
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NAHANT. 189 to fury, are foaming along like living mountains — break-ing upon the precipitous cliffs — dashing into the roughgorges — thundering in the subterranean caverns of rocks,and throwing the white foam and spray, like vast columnsof smoke, hundreds of feet in the air, above the tallestcliffs — an appearance is presented which the wildestimagination cannot surpass. Then the ocean — checkedin its headlong career by a simple bar of sand — as ifmad with its detention, roars like protracted thunder; andthe wild sea birds, borne along by the furious waters, aredashed to death against the cliffs. Standing at such anhour upon the rocks, I have seen the waves bend bars ofiron an inch in diameter double, float rocks of granite six-teen feet in length, as if they were timbers of wood, andthe wind, seizing the white gull in its irresistible embrace,bear her, shrieking, many miles into Lynn woods. Insummer a day at Nahant is delightful; and a storm mwinter is glorious, but terr