Old Cape Cod : $b the land, the men, the seaBangs, Mary Rogers
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Old Cape Cod : $b the land, the men, the sea
Bangs, Mary Rogers
Cape Cod (Mass.)
evening to what it does in the daytime.” There are portraits of Susan
and Joseph taken on this momentous visit: elusive daguerrotypes set
in elaborately worked gilt frames. Joseph, in roundabout and Eton
collar, and with the determined mien befitting a future master of
ships, is seated by a table ornately covered. The other half of the
old stamped-leather case, that may be securely clasped by a brass
hook, is occupied by Susan: Susan shy, yet determined, too, clutching
at the same table, her wool dress cut for the display of childish
collarbones, her thin little arms twitched slightly akimbo by their
short tight sleeves; but her necklace is picked out with gold, her
cheeks with pink, and Susan’s wide-set eyes under the primly parted
hair look at you straight, undaunted by the great world.
The captains of these packets that ran out of every town on the
north shore of the Cape had their fun racing one another from port
to port; it is probable some money was lost or won on the results.
Barnstable, even, produced a ballad to immortalize some of the
contestants:
“The Commodore Hull she sails so dull
She makes her crew look sour;
The Eagle Flight she is out of sight
In less than half an hour,
But the bold old Emerald takes delight
To beat the Commodore and the Flight.”
Other packets had the romantic names of Winged Hunter and Leading
Wind; the Sarah of Brewster was as familiar to her people as “old
Mis’ Paine” or “Squire Freeman.” Truro had the Young Tell, the Post
Boy and the Modena. The Post Boy may be said to have been queen of
the bay, luxuriously fitted out in mahogany and silk draperies, and
with a captain who had the reputation of knowing the way to Boston in
the darkest night, and being able to keep his passengers good-natured
in a head wind. Passengers by the Post Boy knew the quality of their
company, and that the run to Boston could never be so long as to
exhaust the fund of stories. “Each told his experience, or listened
with interest or pleasure to the rest, and all sought with unaffected
goodnature to please and profit.”
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