In Massena International Park, at the dividing of the waters, the picturesque Uscan Inn arrests the attention of passengers on the line boats.
      Cornwall Island, immediately in front of the town, is linked with the Canadian and American shores by the handsome bridges of the New York Central Railway. Indians are the sole inhabitants of this fertile spot, but they have forsaken the wild ways of their progenitors and take no odds as farmers from their white neighbors on the main land.
      Another Indian reservation is at St. Regis, on the south shore, where both sides of the river become Canadian territory. Here is quite a settlement, with many historic memories, not the least of which cluster around the old church and its sweet peal of bells, heard faintly across the river on summer evenings.
      Just below the town limits, and reached by the cars of the Electric Railway, is St. Lawrence Park , not only a boon to the citizens, but favored by excursionists from far and near. In its leafy glades the breezes are always stirring, and the broad expanse of river invites the visitor to embark on its bosom. In the genial eventide, when the lights glitter among the foliage and the strains of the band float on the air, it seems like fairyland indeed.
      Colquhoun's Island, beloved of campers, lies in the main channel, guarded by the Three Sisters, with their quaint legends of the early days.