"The manuscript (of Anne) lay in the hatbox until I came across it one winter day while rummaging. I began turning over the leaves, reading a bit here or there. It didn't seem so very bad. 'I'll try once more', I thought."
"Great is our love for it (Prince Edward Island); its tang gets into our blood: its siren call rings ever in our ears; and no matter where we wander in lands afar, the murmur of its waves ever summons us back in our dreams to the homeland."
Source: Montgomery, Lucy Maud. The Alpine Path. Canada: Fitzhenry and Whiteside Limited, 1917.
