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there nestle many quaint villages around which are 
beginning to cluster the ‘‘cottages’’ of royal propor- 
tions, boat clubs and landing places, both public and 
private. 
No more gorgeous sunsets are vouchsafed the poet’s 
soul than those gathered from over the waters of Vine- 
yard Sound and the scene whether under the golden sun 
or the silver moon is a perennial delight for the lover of 
the beautiful. 
A climax to a sail across the waters of Nantucket 
Sound is a clambake on Monomoy Keys where the 
storms sometimes wash bare the quaintly carved bones 
of some strange and forgotten craft that founded here 
before the American day dawned. . 
At Chatham and Orleans around and beyond Pleasant 
Bay to Truro on the North there is a singular grandeur 
in the sand dunes and blue billows of the wild ocean 
front where the most celebrated light stations of the 
world and the finest wireless station on the continent 
rear themselves among the curling, creamy, but cruel 
breakers, and where the hardy life guards form a setting 
for adventure and heroism unmatched by the pages of 
fiction. 
Amid the aroma of meadow and marsh, bounded by 
variegated forests and billowed knolls, nestle old fash- 
ioned villages, along old fashioned roads and old fash- 
ioned cottages are there smothered in a wealth of climb- 
ing roses, the finishing touch is the quaint old wind 
mills lending the last dash of Old Holland to complete 
the picture. 
Whether it be a basket picnic under a huge parachute 
on the beach, a clambake along the edge of some shady 
patch of brush, a fishing party, a sail by moonlight, an 
informal hop at the hotel, or an affair of sweller propor- 
tions, can anyone conjure up a more luring quest for the 
loyer of summer abandon than old Cape Cod? 
At Magnolia. 
A little girl ran up on the veran- 
da of the Oceanside in Magnolia 
yesterday. Great big tears stood out 
of her eyes and she held her skirt 
in which something was bundled, 
close to her breast. Burying her face 
in her mother’s lap she eried: 
“Dolly is killed!’’ ‘‘Never mind,”’ 
answered the mother. ‘‘We’ll have 
a new Dolly.’’ ‘‘But I don’t want 
a new Dolly,’’ sobed the child. 
“T want Dolly,’’ and she would not 
be comforted. The mother was play- 
ing bridge, and the child quietly 
sobbing sat on the piazza beside the 
table and tried to mend the doll’s 
broken head. Her sobs became more 
and more subdued and then a bright 
light dawned. She plucked her 
mother’s skirt. ‘‘Mother, who did 
you say brings the babies?’’ ‘‘Dr. 
Stork,’? was the answer. ‘‘Then 
couldn’t Dr. Stork fix a baby that 
had been run over by an automo- 
bile?’’ was the next question. ‘‘I sup- 
pose so,’’ answered the mother, 
thinking to replace the doll after 
the child had gone to bed. ‘‘Then 
let’s call him,’’ cried the little girl. 
_*‘May I eall him, mother?’’ ‘‘But 
- I’m afraid he wouldn’t get to Mag- 
nolia before tonight,’’ parried the 
mother, ‘‘although you may call him 
if you can find his address.’’ The 
little girl jumped to her feet and 
gathering the pieces of the broken 
doll into her aproned skirt, ran as 
fast as she could toward the Library 
Building. A while later after the 
bridge was finished, the mother and 
her friends walked up the street 
_ wondering why the child had not re- 
turned. At the corner of Lexington 
and Norman avenues, the child was 
_ found, sitting on the grass, holding 
the doll’s head together, and mur- 
muring to herself: ‘‘Please good 
Dr, Stork, fix Dolly—please, good 
on the grass. 
Dr. Stork, fix Dolly.’’ The women 
stopped in wonder, for there above 
the child was Dr. Stork, evidently 
oblivious to the appeal of the child 
pected by one little girl who went to 
bed with a promise, though it came 
not from Dr. Stork. 
For the Dr. Stork to which the 
little girl prayed is of bronze—an 
idol of good fortune from old Japan 
—a superb piece of workmanship. 
Riding triumphant on the back of 
a tortoise, the bronze piece is sym- 
bolic to the Japanese of the higher 
nature over the lower, and as it is 
said to mean great good-fortune to 
its possessor, Roger Noble Burnham, 
the sculptor, fears he will not be able 
to keep it long inasmuch as there 
already have been many inquiries, 
which are likely to result in the re- 
moval of Dr. Stork and his ‘‘steed’”’ 
to some North Shore estate. 
North Shore People Interested in 
Pageant at Peterboro, N. H. 
Many of our North Shore people 
are interested in the ‘‘Pageant of 
Peterboro, N. H., to be presented 
on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, 
August 16, 18 and 20, under the di- 
rection of the MacDowell Memorial 
association. The pageant will be en- 
titled ‘‘The House of Dreams,’’ and 
will be a memorial to Edward Mac- 
Dowell, much of whose music was 
composed in Peterboro. The music, 
choral and instrumental, will be 
adapted from his work. 
The pageant, arranged and 
presented by George P. Baker, will 
illustrate historic episodes of Indian 
life, of the Scotch-Irish life of the 
early settlers of colonial and revolu- 
tionary days, of the rise of the mill- 
ing industry, of the civil war and 
later days. There will be a chorus 
A new Dolly is ex-~ 
of seventy-five voices led by H. 
Brooks Day. 
Musie has been orchestrated and 
the orchestra will be led by C. D. 
Clifton. There will be two hundred 
performers. The lyrics have been 
specially written by Hermann Hage- 
dorn, the author of the ‘‘ Troop of the 
Guard,’’ and other poems, to fit Mae- 
Dowell’s musie. 
A number of North Shore cot- 
tagers, who frequently visit the 
Cheneys, the Basses, the Scofields, 
and others who have magnificent 
country estates at Peterboro, or who 
go to beautiful Dublin, nearby, plan 
to be at Peterboro for this occasion. 
The performance will be in the 
woods on the grounds of the me- 
morial association, and near the golf 
grounds, at 3.30 p. m. For seats 
and further information apply to 
MacDowell Memorial Association, 
Peterboro, N. H. 
Rev. A. J. Holley of Hoosae, N. Y., 
who spent a week at the Harbor 
View, is now at Pigeon Cove. 
Josephine E. Keefe 
Dressmaker and Corsetiere, 
of Madison Ave., New York, 
will be in 
MANCHESTER 
for the summer months, 
After June 28. 
Will make corsets reasonable, to 
introduce my new model. Gowns 
made and remodeled. 
13 SCHOOL STREET 
MANCHESTER, MASS, 
