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Updated: June 19, 2025
The value of the diamonds was several thousand dollars above Mr. Nelson's estimate. There followed vacation days of boating and bathing, with more picnics, and Grace had all the chocolates she wanted or at least all that were good for her. Tin-Back came in for a share of the reward, and bought himself, among other things, a new fish net.
That is oh, I wish you'd let me alone!" burst out the blushing Amy, whereas Grace teased her all the more, until Betty put an end to it saying: "Well, let's get along. The men don't seem to be coming back, and mamma may be worried, knowing that we went out when a storm was brewing. Old Tin-Back is sure to tell her that we went off defying the elements."
He had leaped out on the forward deck of the motor boat. Mollie had been urged to stay in the little cabin, and did so. But it was evident there was to be no serious trouble at least just yet. "Come on!" cried Tin-Back, and at the sound of his resolute voice there was a surprised exclamation from the group of men on the schooner's deck. "All aboard!" yelled the old clammer.
Nelson did not feel equal to the task, but Mollie said she would go, for her girl chums might need her in case they were found. Tin-Back went, of course, with Henry, Allen and Roy. Will volunteered to stay with Mrs. Nelson and Grace.
"But there's an old lobsterman Tin-Back, they call him near Edgemere in whom I think you girls will be interested," he went on. "He's quite a character." "Why do they call him Tin-Back?" asked Amy. "Has he really a " "A tin back? How funny that would be?" laughed Betty. "You must ask him," declared her father. "I didn't have time when I came down to see if everything was all right."
"Just watch those fellows that they don't do any mischief," said Henry to Tin-Back, when he had comforted his sister. "Oh, they won't do any harm. They know it's all up. Besides, I brought this with me," and the clammer showed an ancient horse pistol, that, had it been fired, would probably have worked more havoc to the marksman than to the person aimed at.
"Old Tin-Back dug 'em this mornin' at low tide. Nothin' like quahogs for chowder, though some folks likes soft clams. But not for Old Tin-Back." "Is is that really your name?" asked Amy. "Wa'al not really, miss. It's a sort of nickname. You see, I sell clams, lobsters and crabs, but I don't never sell no tin-back crabs, and so they sorter got in the habit of callin' me that."
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