A Cape Cod cook book! you who stray / Par from the old sand-bordered Bay, / The cranberry bogs, the tossing pines. / The wind-swept beaches frothing lines, / you city dwellers who, like me. / Were children, playing by the sea. / Whose fathers manned the vanished ships / --Hark! do I hear you smack your lips? --Joseph C. Lincoln, Harwichport, Mass., August, 1911