Show i j It e k ek a a h 15 n a b hi h ni 31 V m in T inT ONE THING LACKING WHAT SPOILED THE PLEASURE SURE OF THE CLAMBAKE Denatured Function at Zit tho the Peters Mansion Saddened Those Thosa Unfortunate Enough to Be Among Those Tho e Present William Harris Andrew Mack Frank Daniels Drury Underwood and Mr and Mrs Irs Benjamin Hapgood Burt all went down to Douglas Douglan manor L 1 I Sunday Sunda to a clambake tendered them by Mr M and Mrs Irs Mason 7 Peters and Mr and Mrs Harry HarT Williams It j was a real Long Iong Island bake Not one of your gas ga range bakes but huit a genuine one with spring chicken and green corn and nd sweet potatoes and seawood sellwood and rind hot stones and tarpaulin cover and all that thaL 0 this clambake was right or It Jt any Now ow dont eat cat anything until you get Jel at the clams said Mr and Mrs Peters Yes save a little cozy COZ corner for forthe forthe the clams clam urged Mr lIr and Mrs Wil Williams 11 liams hams So the guests obeyed ed orders Thoy They arose early In the morning and toyed with rowing machines and health lifts and other such laborious inventions to get up 1111 an appetite and then abstained from food to bo be sure suro that hunger would be where they could lay lar th ir hand on it when the bell rang down at Douglas manor Were Vere you ou ever at nt a clambake An Andrew Andrew drew rew asked a ked Mr Underwood No 10 not a areal real one said sold Andrew Andre Andreas as he ho held his head back and let bin hie hi teeth water I went to a breakfast at once I eat for 21 hours to be sure Id be In trim for lor it IL Then Mason Iason took mo me four miles out to sea at the gray early morning r T rowed the boat We went ent to catch the tho fish Wo We get a bite No Ive never neve been at a real clambake but I was waB at that bluefish breakfast I forgot to say sn that I rowed those four miles back on the deep deop blue sea sen too Down at Douglas manor everything had the bustle of preparations The I spring chickens bind hod all been sprung the green corn was on hand the sweet potatoes and the seaweed and the tho tarpaulin and the other things wore there thero It was time lime to got the tho clams Mr Ir and Mrs Peters and Mr Ir and Mrs tIrs Williams got in the tho auto auta and went down the tho beach to the mud mild flats They were going to dig tho the clams themselves so as DR to be sure suro they would woul l be fresh They The worked away In tho mud for Cor a n couple of hours while the tide lido was put gut and gathered about a bushel or moro more Then a big sunburned native camo came up tip and wanted anted to know kilow whoso whose clams they the wore digging said Mr 11 Peters Not much the re mine said the tho native and ho produced a deed to show he owned tho the mud flat fiat Ho lIe would not sell clams Ho wanted want Pod his elaine clams Ho took the basket and scat seat scattered the bivalves far and wide Then rh n nhe he ordered tho the trespassers off orr lila his ground By nr this limo timo the tide was in again agnin and there was no more clam digging for tor the day dar There was waa no real Rhode RhodA Island clambake There was an ach aching achIng ing lug void In several empty Androw Andrew Mack wont around behind the house houGe and kicked himself Stung again he said Another bluefish breakfast It II was vas a sad party which drifted back to little old New York that night Were Itero you ever at a clambake o asked Mr Underwood 1 Not Nol yet ct replied Mr Ir Mack Now York Morning Telegraph |