CAPE COD FOLKS

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CAPE COD FOLKS
"Lo, on a narrer neck o' land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand!"
Aunt Sibylla was not sporting, now, in the airy realms of metaphor. Aunt Sibylla stood upon Cape Cod, and her voice rang out with that peculiar sweep and power which the presence of a dread reality alone can give.

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