Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1933-08-03
Lights Of NewXork
by L. L. STEVENSON

Let's forget about the roar of Times
square and the so-called "Great White
Way" for a little while and take
jump over to Cape Cod. There's the
quiet village of Harwich port which
figured so largely in the news because
Of the kidnapping of the little McMath
girl There are several Harwiches,
East Harwich, Harwich Center, etc.,
since the town of Harwich, which
corresponds to a township in many
states, covers large area. The his
tory Of Harwich goes back long way.
There are, of course, the old families,
whose history is entwined with that Of
the cape, and those who come there
summers. No matter how many sea-
sons they may have spent there, they
are "still foreigners" and in the opin-
Ion of many old timers, who perhaps
make years living in a few weeks
In summer because Of their presence,
''the foreigners have spilled the cape"
Despite the presence Of foreigners"
Harwich Is a most pleasant locality.
But away back In the middle Of the
17OOs, 1t must have been different. In
his book, Cape Cod, Ho" Arthur
Wilson Tarbell wrote of Rev. Edward
Pell, who crossed the Great Divide in
1852. The request Of Rev. Mr.. Pell
was that he be buried in Brewster be-
cause, IF left among the pines Of Har-
which, might be overlooked at the
Resurrection, for the Lord would hard
ly think Of looking In such an ungod-
ly place for a righteous man."
Speaking Of crossing the Great d.
vide, there was the Cape Colder, who
made preparation for such an extrem-
ity. He built beautiful tomb and his
neighbors came to congratulate him.
"Well," he said, swelling Just a bit
with pride, shell stand forever and
she sleeps six"
In the lobby Of the Harwich Port
hotel at which travelling men stop, O
number Of statesmen were discussing
Cape Oodders and their Characters
ties. One told the story Of the Cape
Cod merchant who wouldn't handle q
certain brand Of cigars because pso-
pie were always coming in and buying
them. 'That may be an old story"
remarked one Of the group. "But the
same thing actually happened to me
In one Of the cape towns last week.
The old fellow couldn't be both
cred with customers coming in all the
time. so he threw out my line"
Reverting to those foreigners who
have "spiled the cape" there was the
old captain who was asked whether or
not q certain family were Cape Cod
ders. They might be called that" he
said. "But they amt been livin' here
more'n forty years."
Just q bit "sot" In their WAYS are
the Cape Cod natives. For instance,
there are the clam sellers. During
the days Of prosperity, they got togeth-
O. and set the price at 70 cents a pain
for httle-necks. Now, while they may
sell them to the Boston ash wharf for
20 cents q pail-and that's Quita q
piece to transport them-if q customer
drives right up to the shanty, he can't
buy them for less than 10 cents.
Then there was the Harwich port
police officer who. when asked his
name By q reporter. replied, "Pm not
bein' paid for tellin' you that, SIR
And that ended the matter az far an
be was concerned.
Only space enough now for q fash
back to Broadway for q height Of OBJ
timlsm note: A six-piece German band
playing In front Of a midtown hotel
where the guests are mostly unsm-
ployed actors and musicians.
a paan awnaf.ae.