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76 one will be satisfied with a day at the sea-shore; another will never tire watching the restless waves break upon the rock bound coast. To those in our inland towns who wish a change we recommend Boar's Head Hotel, in the town of Hampton, New Hampshire.

From Col. John B. Batchelder's Popular Resorts we glean this information about the town. It "has little to distinguish it from towns of modest pretensions generally, but its beach—Hampton Beach—is renowned in every quarter. Boar's Head, a bold and commanding promontory projecting a quarter of a mile from the main land directly into the sea is the hospitable castle which "lords it" over the adjacent beaches. Here the admirer of the murmuring sea can find full scope for his admiration. The views from this lofty eminence are numberless and varied. The origin of the name is somewhat shrouded in mystery. Tradition says it was given by fishermen from the similarity of its foam-laved rocks, when lashed by the fury of the waves, to the enraged boar.

This summer resort has been long and favorably known. The house stands on the crest of a rocky promontory, which rises gradually to the height of eighty feet, against whose jagged base for ages past the waves in ceaseless roll have dashed their whitened spray. On either side, stretching for miles away, extend beautiful beaches, whose waters' furnish rare facilities for bathing, and whose hardened sands present a surface

for driving not excelled along the coast."

The landlord of the hotel, Col. S. H. Dumas, is a veteran in administering to the wants of an exacting public. He has a nice, large, comfortable hotel and knows how to conduct it. During the season the table is supplied with the latest luxuries, while the sea at his very feet furnishes the most delicious of fresh fish to tempt the appetite. The rooms are large and airy, the furniture serviceable, the public parlors, reading rooms