New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-04-11

saving too much NJ the air 1t would seem as ii
this must be healthier place even than VIZ.
fleet How could people die mere i"o
secret OF eternal youth and strens'h MUS.
somewhere In this bit Of a SANDY uese'' "''N"
Massachusetts, has thrust OUT ike uo"o,o" no.
into the Atlantic Ocean. Is that eN'enuo" "''
challenge to all the coast 10 produce Spot 'i'"'
shall so appeal to ones fancy SO hnsei III VIC
memory? And yet the whole place is only sahu
level or in little hills. and water "heie' ''c"
lies Its fascination? Why can't you lotse' !"
But these reflections came later. when the
power of this spot. which is island and yet not
island, had become still greater
Now looked over Amabels head through the
window. and was conscious of the viva pright
ness of everything. All at once rev !aaus 1850, %
the sails of a big ship entering the harbor became
yisible-like the tip of the white wing OF sea
bird The sail grew larger. then was hiuueh ~, ny
the warehouses; A hoarse footing from some 1T
tie steamer sounded as near as II the steamer
were Just gliding onto the piazza
at isn't of any use trying to put anything
down in my book" said Amabel at last isn't
Il TOO lovely? | will just write that we arrived
safsv AT Provncetown late in the afternoon,
that riding a crosstree is the only reasonable
way for man or woman to ride, and that ,here
were few people ana one gola, un ile r ,h
waiter girl is little love. l won't say word
about the scenery ,.. - ,,
The next day we spent in the strictest seciuslon
among the bayberry and goldenrod shrubs OF the
wastes at the back of the town. we ana not
definitely intend to do this but we vent out I'M
mediately after breakfast and ralnlled desu-
torily finding ourselves on Town Hill, where
the signal for a storm was flying from the nag
staff there.
Anabel said that she would not explore the
streets until our trunk had arrived we were
father was to send such date. 1t ought to
be at the steamer wharf now, but Albert averred
that il was not there. II was coming from Bos-
ton by water. Mr. Riddle suggested that II
might have been shipped in a sloop. in which
case even a spiritual medium could not predlct
when il would arrive. Meantime we were living
in our riding habits: Amabel had relinquished
Ter new raiment and was extremely 'ladyllKe
in her old riding skirt. We still had the sports
bag In time my friend thought we might turn
the bag into a hop-sacking suit. Not mat there
are 70 drygoods on the peninsula, but that main
street where the water is on one side and the
dry land on the other was as yet uneXplored by
us We hurried out of the hotel. went along the
lane and up q few steps at the ehd INTO SANDY
place which was n road few rods along this
road and we could climb Town Hill or escape
to the desert. The frcsh-water standppe Is on
in this direction. rising from pillows OF SAND.
and in the great stretch about 1t there Is one
small house. This house is in the midst OF
shrubs. mostly beach plum; and great many
hens are clucking and scratching in the sand.
some OF them leading forth little yellow fun
balls that go through the operation of scratching
with bits OF feet that twinkle as they scratch.
There isn't tree in this great surface, and the
Sun shines down and the sand by the standppe
glares and the air above II waivers with heat.
We wear colored glasses and we carry umbrel-
las We sit down in the sand and hold up our
umbrellas: finally we loll back, and. hearing the
beat of the breakers on the coast that from
here We cannot see. we almost go to sleep; al
most not quite. for vaguely saw figure COM
ing among the plum bushes toward where we
lay. The figure tottered about but that was
my vision l reused myself and blinked my
eyes to make sure that was not asleep.
Yes, 1t figure coming. stopping some
times TO pick something and finally revealing
that II was a child, a girl of about seven. She
was barefooted. she had on mans broad
brmmed straw hat, which came down to her
eyebrows and was continually pushed back that
it might not fall her eyes also. Her calico
frock was rent by the bushes and hung in long
Sits
She was right upon us before she U.S. She
Jumped back and cried out:
"Oh, my timbers." then stood still at gaze.
This exclamation was delightful to me. 1t
seemed exquisitely appropriate; l could only
wish that she had said "shiver my timbers"
but perhaps that was too much to expect.
Amabel sat upright Then she held out her
hand.
The child advanced, not shyly, but guardedly.
She had clasped her hands behind her. and her
slim bit OF a figure. in its waving rags, in
the full sunlight. She not pretty. but she
had very beautiful dark eyes We were yet to
learn how many foreign. olive-tinted faces and
midnight eyes" were to see on Province
town streets-faces as strange beneath a New
England sky can be imagined
do come little nearer" pleaded Amabel
The child moved her feet for about the space
of a quarter of yard. and then stood again.
whats your name?"
Sarah Ramsey Gonzaga,"
This appearance seemed almost like visible
reproach to us.
you don't like cats, do your" inquired ANA
bel, making statement and then asking
question. after the manner of Yankees.
"Huh?" said the child
do you like cats?"
"They scratch" was the reply.
$50 they do, terribly" with emphasis. Where
do you ive"
Sarah turned and pointed one small grimy
finger at the one house; but she did not speak
"Is your mother lame"
Huh"
as your mother lamee"
"Naw"
Amabel turned to me and remarked ut can't
be the one
can't walk a single nch-not single inch"
This statement was made with an unmistaka-
Bile air Of pride. 1t was plain that Sarah RAM
sew Gonzaga felt the distinction of having a
mother who couldn't walk single inch
1T Is the same, then" said Amabel, aside
Can your father walk
Sarah smiled, and revealed two gaps In the
teeth of the upper jaw She nodded.
par en- walk like a good one-so en- T."
She looked down rehectivey at her bare legs
and feet Then she repeated, but mar can't
Doctors say she can't never. Doctors say she's
of1cying."
still more triumph in voice and manner.
She's what"
"Oficying. But II don't hurt-it's real easy"
Easy to of1cyY
"Yeh"
Then tell us how to do IT,"