Books [Tiverton Fisherman]
“Ever after when Ma wanted to get Pa going she'd say — “My dear bosom Pal', and we kids would have a good laff at Pa's expense.
“Yes, there's quite a collection o' men folks. Take the old fellar with the long whiskers — can you see what he's got under his coat? Look sharp now. Yep, that's it. A chicken! He carries that pet o' his'n all around with him and feeds it peanuts or whatever's handy. If'n we ask him he'll let it roast on his finger whilst he talks to it. He says the blame chicken likes radio music too.
“Say — Abijah — lets see your chicken!
“See — What did I tell you? See him perch on his finger just like [?] parrot, ceptin he can't talk. Oh — he can talk! Well I want to know —
“What's he sayin now, Abijah? Says he likes the party, hey? Pretty diplomatic chicken, anyhow.
“How's that, Frank — you say they found a long box full of bones down near Powder House Point? In the field? No? Well I swam on the beach below low tide mark. Shucks! What did the police say? Been there some time, hey? Well gosh a mighty. They was a woman's bones you say? Whose did you say they might be? What, after all these years? Well we knew that old Jack must of done away with his wife but could never prove it. He always said that she ran away with a pedler but some one saw the pedler later and he knew nothing about the woman. Well Jack's dead too, so no use rakin' all that up again. Queer tho how things come to light now, ain't it?
“Yes, some thins are as well forgotten. What' that you say? Is that man a farmer? Yes since, and a good one too. He made his money tho in the Yukon Gold rush along with Abijah thee. They do say as both of 'em