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[[underlined]] Frysburg Harbor [[/underlined]]

Just before reaching the Charles we landed & climbed up the bank & walked across to Frysburg Harbor.  Two long bridges over the Charles River here & the fact that log drivers come down these almost dry washes - in spring gave credence to the suggestion that in the early days the Harbor may have had significance.  
Now it is a long street - road - with here & there a large [[strikethrough]] wa [[/strikethrough]] river maple on the river side & now & then a house on the opposite side - big white New England farm houses with square lintels [[image - pen drawing showing the square shape of the lintels]] & barns attached - some painted some unpainted.  
In front of the blacksmith shop stands a huge maple.  The young ^ [[insertion]] village [[/insertion]] blacksmith crossed his swarthy arms as he stood in the doorway when appealed to by his - mother ? - outside the house in her apron - & told us with pride that the tree was 23 ft. around at its narrowest girth - 28 ft one foot above the ground - that a river driver who was interested in such things thought it was the largest maple in the state.
The Ha'-ba the residents call the Harbor.