At this point of the year, many of us are hitting the road and getting a better, more intimate look at Cape Breton Island than we typically achieve during the wicked winter weather (or even this year’s late-spring, early-summer...
The following is a transcription
of all legible gravestones which remain in the old burying ground at St.
Hyacinth’s Church. This cemetery is located directly behind the former Glebe
House, overlooking Lennox Passage.
The majority of the...
Our flight to Las Vegas was scheduled to depart early in the morning on what was forecast to be a miserable day in Nova Scotia, weather-wise, with that dreaded term no one traveling in February wants to hear –...
Dear Ralph:
I thought it was a good idea to reach out to you, since
you’ve been the source of so much bitterness and resentment over the past
couple of weeks from many of my fellow...
“After almost 18 years of serving our community, it could have all been gone.” Port Hawkesbury Mayor and Fleur de Lis Tea Room and Dining Room owner Brenda Chisholm-Beaton reacting to a New Year’s eve fire that...
Editor’s note:
The following was the winning submission in a Letter to the Editor contest for
international students within the Strait regional centre for education.
Being in Canada is a dream come true. It was the...
Diseases, which have all but been forgotten, were common, and at times, fatal 100 years ago: diphtheria, appendicitis, pneumonia, yellow jaundice, and tuberculosis were the main ones.
At one point, a county nurse traveled...
Perhaps the earliest attempt at organized schooling came from Petit de Grat in 1810 when the first school was built at Alderney Point on what later became the property of Bernard David. Mr. Latimer, a Jerseyman from...
The fact that the moderate livelihood fishery in St. Peter’s Bay has been, so far, peaceful and uninterrupted, is very encouraging given recent events.
Last month, hundreds of Mi’kmaq from across the province gathered...
This week: A story 27 years in the making.
It started as my story, and it all happened in the
summer of 1992, when I was a university student working at a tiny tourist
bureau next...