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Updated: August 10, 2024


I thought probably you had gone to dig another quahaug. Why don't you answer letters?" Galusha glanced desperately at the kitchen door. Thank heaven, it was closed. "I answered yours," he declared. "You did not. You only half answered it. That idiot Barbour sent you a check for over fourteen thousand dollars. Of course, if I had been well and here he wouldn't have done any such fool thing.

I had missed something, I had missed a great deal, and now it was too late. Youth and high endeavor and ambition had gone by; I had left them behind. I was a solitary, queer, self-centered old bachelor, a "quahaug," as my fellow-Bayporters called me. And to ship a quahaug around the world is not likely to do the creature a great deal of good.

All I saw was a future as desolate and blank as the Bayport flats at low tide, and I, a quahaug on those flats, doomed to live, or exist, forever and ever and ever, with nothing to live for. Hephzy, when she did return to the hotel, was surprisingly chatty and good-humored.

Our pilgrimage was, apparently, ended it had become an indefinite stay. We were no longer pilgrims, but tenants, tenants in an English rectory, of all places in the world. I, the Cape Cod quahaug, had become an English country gentleman or a country gentleman in England for the summer, at least. Little Frank Miss Frances Morley was responsible for the change, of course.

Are you and she going back to Bayport to be Mr. and Mrs. Quahaug? Is that your idea?" I shook my head. "We're going back to Bayport," I said, "but how long we shall stay there I don't know. One thing you may be sure of, Jim; I shall be a quahaug no more." He nodded. "I think you're right," he declared. "She'll see to that, or I miss my guess. No, my boy, your quahaug days are over.

I spent the two weeks in sailing and fishing, and tramping along the waved-washed beaches and over the pine-sprinkled hills. Even in Bayport I had few associates of my own age. Even then they began to call me "The Quahaug." Hephzy hugged me when I came and wept over me when I went away and mended my clothes and cooked my favorite dishes in the interval.

But I did care, I couldn't help it, I cared altogether too much. A middle-aged quahaug should be phlegmatic and philosophical; I once had a reputation for both qualities, but I seemed to possess neither now. I found myself speculating and wondering more than ever concerning the outcome of all this. Was there anything serious in the wind at all?

They found sharks' teeth, the edges still sharply serrated, firmly set in pieces of the jawbone, whales' teeth, vertebrae of various species, fragments of bone, great and small, several species of shell-fish, among which chiefly abounded a kind called quahaug, and many nondescript fragments, not easily classified.

That's the trouble with all the folks of all the nations; they stay in their shells and they don't try to know and understand their neighbors. Kent, you used to be a quahaug a different kind of one but that kind, too. I was a quahaug afore I lived in Mayberry. That's who makes wars like this dreadful one quahaugs.

I could spend the day in showing you my Aquarium; the merry antics of the blithe Minnows; the slow wheeling of the less vivacious Sticklebacks; the beautiful siphon of the Quahaug and the Clam; the starry disk of the Serpula; the snug tent of the Limpet; the lithe proboscis of the busy Buccinum; the erect and rapid march of his little flesh-tinted cousin; the slow Horsefoot, balancing his huge umbrella as he goes; the But I cannot name them all.

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