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Elsie at Nantucket

CHAPTER XI
10/20

And she's so rich too; never has to consider how to make one dollar do the work of two; a problem I am so often called upon to solve.

In fact, it is to her and uncle, Bob and I owe our education, and pretty much everything we have.
"I don't envy her her money, but I do the love that has surrounded her all her life.

She never knew her own mother, to be sure, but her father petted and fondled her as a child, and was father and mother both to her, I've often heard her say; while mine died before I was born, and mother lost her reason when I was a little thing." But Betty was not much given to melancholy musing, or indeed to musing of any kind; a passing sail presently attracted her attention and turned her thoughts into a new channel.
And soon, the wind and tide being favorable, the yacht drew near her destination.
There was no wharf, but the passengers were taken to the shore, a few at a time, in the dory.

It also landed provision baskets and the clams.
Those ladies and gentlemen to whom clam-bakes were a new experience watched with interest the process of cooking the bivalves.
A pit of suitable size for the quantity to be prepared was made in the sand, the bottom covered with stones; it was then heated by a fire kindled in it, the brands were removed, seaweed spread over the stones, the clams poured in, abundance of seaweed piled over and about them, a piece of an old sail put over that, and they were left to bake or steam, while another fire was kindled near by, and a large tin bucket, filled with water, set on it to boil for making coffee.
While some busied themselves with these culinary operations, others repaired to the dwelling, which stood some little distance back from the beach, the ground sloping gently away from it to the water's edge.
The lady of the house met them at the door, and hospitably invited them to come in and rest themselves in her parlor, or sit on the porch; and understanding their errand to the locality, not only gave ready permission for their table to be spread in the shade of her house, but offered to lend anything they might require in the way of utensils.
Accepting her offer, they set to work, the men making a rough sort of impromptu table with some boards, and the ladies spreading upon it the contents of the provision baskets.
Mrs.Dinsmore, Elsie and the younger ladies of their party, offered to assist in these labors, but were told that they were considered guests, and must be content to look on or wander about and amuse themselves.
There was not much to be seen but grassy slopes destitute of tree or shrub, and the harbor and open sea beyond.
They seated themselves upon the porch of the dwelling-house, while Captain Raymond and the younger members of their family party wandered here and there about the place.
There seemed to be some sport going on among the cooks--those engaged in preparing the coffee.
Lulu hurried toward them to see what it was about, then came running back to her father, who stood a little farther up the slope, with Grace clinging to his hand.
"Oh!" she said with a face of disgust, "I don't mean to drink any of that coffee; why, would you believe it, they stirred it with a poker ?" "Did they ?" laughed the captain; "they might have done worse.

I presume that was used for lack of a long enough spoon.


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