Preface
_ To
My Own Mother
and to
her granddaughter
Elspeth
my niece
To the Reader
However bleak the Labrador--however naked and desolate that shore--flowers bloom upon it. However bitter the despoiling sea--however cold and rude and merciless--the gentler virtues flourish in the hearts of the folk.... And the glory of the coast--and the glory of the whole world--is mother-love: which began in the beginning and has continued unchanged to this present time--the conspicuous beauty of the fabric of life: the great constant of the problem.

N. D.
College Campus,
Washington, Pennsylvania,
October 15, 1904. _


Chapter 1. Our Harbour
_ CHAPTER I. OUR HARBOUR
A cluster of islands, lying off the cape, made the shelter of our harbour. They were but great rocks, gray, ragged, wet with fog and surf, rising bleak and barren out of a sea that forever fretted a thousand miles of rocky coast as barren and as sombre and as desola

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