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Each lot measures three rods long and a rod and a half wide, and they run on either side of the single street (the first laid out in New England, and ever afterward to be known as Leyden Street), which, in its turn, is parallel to the Town Brook. EACH LOT MEASURES THREE RODS LONG AND A ROD AND A HALF WIDE AND THEY RUN ON EITHER SIDE OF THE SINGLE STREET THE FIRST LAID OUT IN NEW ENGLAND AND EVER AFTERWARD TO BE KNOWN AS LEYDEN STREET WHICH IN ITS TURN IS PARALLEL TO THE TOWN BROOK
he familiar sails--the last banner between themselves and their ancestral home, and as they see them sailing out and out until they sink below the verge of sea and sky, the tears "rise in the heart and gather to the eyes" in "thinking of the days that are no more." Three hundred years ago! The same harbor now as then, with the highland of Cape Cod dimly outlined in the gray eastern horizon; the bluffs of Manomet nearer on the right; opposite them, on the left, Duxbury Beach comes down, and ends in the promontory which holds the Gurnet Lights. Clarke's Island--already so named--lies as it does to-day, but save for these main topographical outlines the Plymouth at which we are looking in our imagination would be quite unrecognizable to us. There is a little row of houses--seven of them--that is all. Log cabins, two-roomed, of the crudest build, thatched with wildgrass, the chinks between the logs filled with clay, the floors made of split logs; lighted at night with pieces of pitch pine. AT AS THEY GAZE OUT UPON THE FAMILIAR SAILS THE LAST BANNER BETWEEN THEMSELVES AND THEIR ANCESTRAL HOME AND AS THEY SEE THEM SAILING OUT AND OUT UNTIL THEY SINK BELOW THE VERGE OF SEA AND SKY THE TEARS RISE IN THE HEART AND GATHER TO THE EYES IN THINKING OF THE DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE THREE HUNDRED YEARS AGO THE SAME HARBOUR NOW IS THEN WITH THE HIGHLAND OF CAPE COD DIMLY OUTLINED IN THE GREY EASTERN HORIZON THE BLUFFS OF MONOMEMENT NEARER ON THE RIGHT OPPOSITE THEM ON THE LEFT DUXBURY BEACH COMES DOWN AND ENDS IN THE PROMONTORY WHICH HOLDS THE GARNET LIGHTS CLARK'S ISLAND ALREADY SO NAMED LIES AS IT DOES TO DAY BUT SAVE FOR THESE MAIN TOPOGRAPHICAL OUTLINES THE PLYMOUTH AT WHICH WE ARE LOOKING IN OUR IMAGINATION WOULD BE QUITE UNRECOGNIZABLE TO US THERE IS A LITTLE ROW OF HOUSES SEVEN OF THEM THAT IS ALL LOG CABINS TWO ROOMED OF THE CRUDEST BUILD THATCHED WITH WILD GRASS THE CHINKS BETWEEN THE LOGS FILLED WITH CLAY THE FLOORS MADE OF SPLIT LOGS LIGHTED AT NIGHT WITH PIECES OF PITCH PINE
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