Green is, Casco Bay, Me. July 20 - 1875 1875 July 20 Went down to Smith's office after breakfast, but he was so busy that he found himself unable to get off with me as he had hoped. Was introduced to Mr. Merrill one of the leading sportsmen of the city & a very pleasant gentleman. Returning to the hotel got my traps and took the 10.30 boat for Peaks island 3 miles from the city. After a good dinner at Yous' hotel tried to get a boatman to take me out to the Green islands but all were afraid or something to attempt it as they said the weather was so rough that it would be impossible to land. Finally however found a man Bittlejohn by name, who agreed to make the attempt and at 4 P.M. we got off in a small open boat, with cat rigged, and with exceedingly shaky looking riggings. Running out through the channel between Peaks & Cuthings' idls, we were soon on the open ocean with the waves "combing" on all sides of us but continuing steadily on we reached the group of Green islands by 4.35 and casting anchor under the lee of the larger one landed early enough in a small boat which we had brought in tow. This island rose almost perpendicularly out of the sea in cliffs of soft shelly rock to the height of some 40 ft, the top almost as level as a table and covered with a growth of lupulant grasses that nearly overwhelmed my head as I forced my way through them. Only in one or two spots did the bare rock crop out