It was a picturesque scene, viewed
from the great rock; and when the tide began to sweep in again, George
Olver sent a piercing whistle along shore, to call the stragglers
together; clams, children, and all were loaded into the cart, and jostled
gayly homeward erased by the fresh sea breezes.
For the chowder, which in due course of events arose to take its place
among the viands on the Ark board, I would leave it to that sacred and
tenfold mystery with which, to my mind, it was ever enshrouded.
* * * * *
I recall the exhibitions held at the school-house, confined exclusively
to the native talent of Wallencamp, at which the old and young were
assembled to speak pieces.
It was then that Aunt Rhoda and Aunt Cinthia, matrons of portly frame and
perilous foothold, engaged in a metrical dialogue concerning the robbing
of a bird's nest, in which lively diversion they assumed to have
participated. And Bachelor Lot rendered "My beautiful Annabel Lee" with
unique effect; and Grandma Keeler spoke mysteriously though hopefully
of--
"Hope and Harnah
Double-decked schooner
Cap'n John Homer
Marster and owner
Bound for Bermudy.
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