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IX  The Sea and the Desert
X  Provincetown

ILLUSTRATIONS

The Clam-Digger (Photogravure)
Cohasset—The little cove at Whitehead promontory
An old windmill
A street in Sandwich
The old Higgins tavern at Orleans
A Nauset lane
Nauset Bay
A scarecrow
Millennium Grove camp-meeting grounds
A Cape Cod citizen
Wreckage under the sand-bluff
Herring River at Wellfleet
A characteristic gable with many windows
A Wellfleet oysterman
Wellfleet
Hunting for a leak
Truro—Starting on a voyage
Unloading the day's catch
A Truro footpath
Truro meeting-house on the hill
A herd of cows
Pond Village
Dragging a dory up on the beach
An old wrecker at home
The Highland Light
Towing along shore
A cranberry meadow
The sand dunes drifting in upon the trees
The white breakers on the Atlantic side
In Provincetown harbor
Provincetown—A bit of the village from the wharf
The day of rest
A Provincetown fishing-vessel

I

THE SHIPWRECK

Wishing to get a better view than I had yet had of the ocean, which, we are told, covers more than two-thirds of the globe, but of which a man who lives a few miles inland may never see any trace, more than of another world, I made a visit to Cape Cod in October, 1849, another the succeeding June, and another to Truro in July, 1855; the first and last time with a single companion, the second time alone. I have spent, in all, about three weeks on the Cape; walked from Eastham to Province-town twice on the Atlantic side, and once on the Bay side also, excepting four or five miles, and crossed the Cape half a dozen times on my way; but having come so fresh to the sea, I have got but little salted. My