Chapter 12 THE OLD SHORE ROAD AND THE PILGRIM SPIRIT

The breaking waves dashed high

On a stern and rock bound coast,

And the woods against the stormy sky

Their giant branches tossed.

"Thus sang Felicia Hemans in the early years of the last century, and anyone who has sailed in by White Horse beach and 'Hither Manomet' when one of those fierce gales that winter brings to this section of th