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Identifier: outing55newy (find matches)
Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
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n hung bat- tered and forlorn upon a little house inan almost equal state of dilapidation. Looks as if the doctor needed a newsign,! we remarked to the villager whowas our guide. Doctor aint been here for elevenyears, was his reply. It must have been hard picking inKinsale, but we were simply moved toadd: He might have taken it withhim. They dont need doctors where hesgone, was the reply. It was canning season when we sailedupon the Anne Arundel, and that Vir-ginia country fairly reeked with tomatogore. For two weeks the little townson the branching streams from the low-er Potomac were almost industrious.Big craft laid at their wharves, deliver-ing cans and boxes and taking awaythe finished product, and the labor ques-tion was nearly a problem. The darkyelement was making the best of the sit-uation and was actually working. Bytwo weeks annual labor in the canningfactories these numerous citizens earnenough to enable them to live in elegantease for the other fifty weeks of theyear. 719
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WHEN THERE WAS FREIGHT TO BE DELIVERED OR RECEIVED TIME ENOUGH TO GO UP INTO THE VILLAGE. THERE WAS The motor boat is more than a fadin these waters; it is rapidly becomingpart of their commercial capital. Fora broad land whose highways are wa-terways it has a variety of uses and,although you still may see out in themiddle of the bay great fleets of sailingoyster boats, making a gay regatta ofbusiness, yet you hear everywhere thesharp put-put of the motor boatbreaking in upon the vast silences ofthese waters. They are used for nearly every con-ceivable purpose; one of them came tous as we entered the dusk of the longdays sail upon the Anne Arundel.There was a little child, a boy, sucha boy as any one might have been proudto possess. With his young father andmother he had come aboard at one ofthe lower Maryland points and hadI back and forth with us all daylong between that State and Virginia.In Virginia the father had started togo ashore, but a man had halted him.When the second man w

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