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Yesterday when I wanted to go clammin' I found the left one on the mantelpiece, no trouble at all, but it was pretty nigh high water before I dug the other one out of the washb'iler. That's why I'm splicin' 'em together this way. I don't want to promise nothin' rash, but I'm in hopes that even Jerry can't lose 'em now." "Humph!" grunted Captain Perez. "I don't think much of that plan.

An' likely he sets in an office all day long, in out of the fresh air," continued Jan with contempt. "Plumb foolish I call it, when he could be livin' in Wilton an' fishin', an' clammin', an' enjoying himself. That's the way with so many folks. They go kitin' off to the city to make money enough to buy one of them automobiles.

"You see, I went clammin' las' night," pursued Youth; "an' that's death on clo's." "What's clammin'?" inquired the Baron, changing the subject with unconscious tact, and quite surprised at the admiring kiss bestowed upon him by his mother, while Youth, readjusting his corduroys, replied with astonishment, "Clammin'? Wy, clammin's goin' arter clams; didn't ye never eat no clam-chowder?"

But draw up to th' fire. That's reet; naa then, doff that coite, and hev a soup o' tay. An' haa 'n yo' laft 'em all daan at Rehoboth? Clammin', I reckon. 'You're not far from the word, Mrs. Halstead. Many of them don't know where to-morrow's food and to-morrow's fire is coming from. 'Nowe, I dare say. Bud if they'd no more sense nor to spend their brass in th' summer, what can they expect?

Her father was busy all day fishin' or clammin'; he was one o' the pleasantest men in the world, but Joanna's mother had the grim streak, and never knew what 'twas to be happy. The first minute my eyes fell upon Joanna's face that day I saw how she had grown to look like Mis' Todd. 'Twas the mother right over again." "Oh dear me!" said Mrs. Fosdick. "Joanna had done one thing very pretty.

Why, some days it's been so's I'd feel's if I'd bust if I didn't do suthin' suthin' to let off steam." The young man nodded. "You ought to be an artist. That's the way they feel some of them." Uncle William beamed on him. "You don't say so! Must be kind o' hard work, settin' still and doin' art when you feel like that. I gen'ally go clammin', or suthin'." The artist laughed out, boyishly.

If you think there's any danger of Milt not tendin' to his clammin' proper whilst she's here you'd better send him on a cruise with Cap'n Durgin. The Tryout sails for the Banks to-morrow, I understand." "No, Washy. That was my A'nt Matildy I went away to help bury ten years ago. She's still dead an' this ain't her daughter. This is my ha'f sister's child, she that was Miriam Card.

Pa used to say 'twas, but all he had he picked up off fishin' and clammin' and cranberrin' and around. All our family had a kind of picked-up education, seemed so." "Yes, yes, Primmie, but " "But why don't I mind my own business and stick to what I was goin' to say, you mean? All right, I will.

It's a longshore brain, anyhow, and it needs the salt to keep it from spoilin'. I wish you and I could go clammin'. When you're diggin' clams you're too full of backache to worry about toothaches or heartaches, either." I expected a visit from young Bayliss that very evening, but he did not come to the rectory. Instead Doctor Bayliss, Senior, came and requested an interview with me.

"You ain't nervous, Abbie," smiled the little old man. "N o, not really. Of course, I know they're all right. Still, they ain't never stayed clammin' so long before." "I wouldn't worry, Auntie," Delight put in, taking her hand reassuringly. "A thousand things may have delayed them. I am sure " "They're comin'!" broke in Willie with sudden excitement.