larger of the only two lakes Deer Island possesses. The water lies in a bowl-like hollow of the hills, scarcely a mile wide at its greatest extent, with woods of maple, birch, and pine nearly all the way around, and completing the circumference broad fields where the daintiest of violets and lady's slippers abound. "What a petite and charming lake it is!" you think as you drive on.
Little Meadow Pond, the smaller of the two lakes, lies at the right of the road a short distance farther on in the direction Richardson, the way thither being through thick woods and up a particularly difficult hill. It is the terror of strangers—this hill; few will risk riding down it, if by any means they can manage to ride up. It is part of a new thoroughfare that has been extended within recent years from the old highway indicated on the map, which is the direct route to Lord's Cove, to meet another road that wandered around through Richardson and was lost in the woods at the edge of the village. Consequently one may now drive over the crest of the hill and thus down to Richardson on the shore half way between Lord's Cove and Northwest Harbor by what may well be termed a "short cut."
Like Leonardville, Richardson is built along the shore with hills in the background; but unlike it, the hills here though high are gentle-sloped with long reaches that dip far down into the basin of the Bay, and there is no cove. For these reasons, with the aid of a long wharf, steamboats and other sea craft are enabled to land directly in spite of changing tides. This in turn perhaps explains why there has always been more boat-building at Richardson than at any other Deer Island settlement. The work is done in an unobtrusive way, yet with skill, many a schooner and fishing sloop having been constructed there whose seaworthiness has been proved by the stormiest of ocean tests. During more recent years not a few of the handsome tenders that belong to certain famous yachts first slipped into salt water from the chute of a Richardson boathouse; in fact, an order for a yacht of moderate size finds its way there now and then; while many of the diverse assortment of pretty sailing craft used by the inhabitants of Deer Island and its neighbors are built at Richardson or its sister villages.
Between Richardson and Lord's Cove the road sweeps around the lower reach of a hill that is known as Daddy Good's mountain, after the nickname of a certain quaint old man whose property it once was.
The summit of this hill is always pointed out to visitors as one of the best spots on the island from which to see the Bay of Fundy islands. So you may as well pause in your drive, tie up your horse by the roadside, and scale the height. It is rather steep, though not difficult to climb, and when you are once up, you will agree that it was well worth the trouble. Here you have the advantage of a fairly high elevation with no woods to obscure the view, these having been burned off in frequent forest fires. Off to the right is another glimpse of Campobello, where the nearest summer hotels are situated. Beyond is the open water of Fundy. Nearer lie a long line of islets, now and then one showing a human dwelling tucked safely away into a
