The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-07-18
"BY THE SAD SEA Wa YES"
TTf HOME OF THE LOBSTER.

Tfff HOME OF THE LOBSTER
s'Belamy Brougham," who writes for
Boston weekly paper, gives this startling in
stance of his experience on the sea shore-
'In little romantic cove, a short distance
up the beach, found haven where l could
sport about in mild and laughing waters that
had some respect for my inexperience, and
whose crests were neither high nor warlike.
1 again assumed the offensive In short, l
waded in. When the waters had encircled
my breast / rested, and sported in their midst
now jumping, now diving, and swimming
about, being scarcely able to restrain my de-
light. Then again / rested my feet upon the
smooth bottom of the sea, and let the minute
waves play about me- Ismiled, and they smiled
in return, and still my feet rested securely
upon their sandy foundation. Them shall
never forget the sensation-I felt the man.
moth toe of my right foot seized, and gave
an involuntary yell which echoed along the
granite cliffs and made the grazing herds
stare and scatter. / fastened from the spot,
but found had companion, who clung
to me closer than a brother, and loved me
with affection warmer than the temperature
of the water would seem to warrant. With
indescribable anguish we walked out of the
water, and when we arrived on dry land L
discovered my companion to be a five pound
lobster. He clung closely to me, one of his
claws being knit upon my great toe in the
most affectionate manner. He appeared to
be doctor among his tribe, for he was pro-
ceeding to amputate the limb. Every move
ment / made only increased my pain-so 1
waited patiently believing the toughness of
the toe would challenge both his skill and
endurance. He worked steadily away
There was neither stick nor stone within
reach, else believe l should have assaulted
him. Every movement 1 made looking to
self-defense caused him to raise his other
claw towards me in the most threatening
manner 1 will not worry the reader, as that
lobster worried me, by detailed description
of my anguish. Gradually the skin yielded
and the crimson liquid mingled with the sad
waves of the sea; then cord was severed,
and he sawed through the soft flesh gave
gentle shake, and smiled as if to convince
him that it was good joke, but it had gone
far enough, and 1 didn't care to have any
further experience with him in that particular
way-that, in short, I preferred to eat lob
sters rather than to be eaten by them. But
he wouldn't take the hint-not he; on the
other hand, he looked savagely up into my
face with his cold, green eye, menaced
me with his other claw and began to saw
away more vigorously at the bone 1 then
felt that he would be satisfied with nothing
short of the whole toe. So began to study
resignation, determined to let him have it,
feeling malignant pleasure ia knowing that
there wasn't half the meat on it that he ex-
pected to get. He got really exasperated be-
fore he had travelled half through the bone,
and my only fear was that he would go for
some more promising part of my leg. But he
stuck to his first love, and in a few moments
more had the satisfaction of seeing him
sever it from the foot.
GAS the last fibre snapped, and the toe fell
into his claws-a too willing sacrifce-he
looked up into my face with an expression of
grim satisfaction, mingled, as I thought, with
sort of pitying contempt for my helpless
ness. Taking the several members in one
claw. he then marched down to the water
and Cisappeared, doubtless to enjoy the rarest
breal fast he had eaten for many day.
81 hastily dressed and started for home
Just as turned to leave, the lobster again
appeared upon the sad sea wave, and l know
from his facial expression that he was dis
appointed in his meal, for he came rapidly
towards me, and with hungry and savage look.
left the ravenous monster several feet from
the water, not without putting my thumb to
my nose and gyrating my fingers to let him
know that had got the better of him. The
movement fairly redoubled his rage, and he
lashed the water into foam.
'For several mornings have attempted to
battle in the sad waves, but upon looking out
upon the water I have invariably seen that
lobster calmly rocking to and fro on the
foaming crests. Each time have l disap-
pointed him, when his soul would swell with
rage. Whenever put my thumb to my nose
and gyrated my fingers, he would act more
like maniac than sensible lobster. 1 pre-
sumo, if 1 should venture in and endeavor to
sport with him, should gradually disappear
by piecemeal, and go back to my city dissipa-
tions not more than half the man l was when
left.
'Does anybody wonder that anathematize
the lobster, of which many are so fond?
''The waves have peculiar sadness for me.
They are emphatically things of melancholy
nature. I shall never come in contact with
them again without thinking that there is
more in them than most people think Of
among which are many thinks very whole
some to avoid.
How NITRO -GLYCERINE is KEPT.-A CORE