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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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? The sono-rous Matthew. He knew— Sandstrewn caverns cool and deep,Where the winds are all asleep. . . . How did the thing go, anyway? Where the spent lights quiver and gleam,And the salt weed sways in the stream.Where the sea-beasts rangd all roundFeed in the ooze of their pasture-ground ... But there was something aboutwhales. That whale, you see, was thecause of it all. Where great whales come sailing by,Sail and sail with unshut eye,Round the world for ever and aye. Ah, yes. . . . Round and round andround for ever and ever, amen! ... Itmust be great to be a whale. . . . When I awoke the sun was a differ-ent color and the shadows were longer.Also, it was a little cool. It was a mo-ment before I realized that the mightyNimrod had been asleep for hours. Ilooked quickly at the ledges in RaccoonCove. The turned tide had not yet cov-ered them, but there was not a sign of aseal. That was queer. I had been verystill. I looked behind me and my heartalmost stopped beating. The tide had \~
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TOLD YE THEY WAS TOO SMART, SAID THE CONSOLING MARVIN. 6o8 THE OUTING MAGAZINE filled the channel. I was cut off fromland, and it would soon be dark. I suf-fered a few seconds of acute fear beforeI remembered and saw the boat. Iclimbed in quickly and got ashore, feel-ing self-congratulatory for at least onething. I found the horse, half asleep,too. Then I had a good laugh. It hadbeen a sleepy afternoon all round. When I got back to the inn I metTomah, the Indian. I explained thewhole scheme and how the seals hadfailed to enter into it by making an ap-pearance. (While I spoke of the snor-ing whale I said nothing of the snoringNimrod.) How did he account for theseals behavior? As I was speaking, Tomahs blackeyes were riveted upon the pipe whichreeked between my teeth. You smoke pipe on big rock? saidhe. Yes. Huh! Tomah ejaculated with agrin. Seal smellee man smoke! Off for Grand Manan My friend, Merriman, found me onthe inn veranda three days later, dis-consolately pondering on the slip

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