Light and amusing tale of a Cape Cod lighthouse keeper and a young New Yorker who becomes his assistant.
t life was there, life in abundance. Ezra Payne, late assistant keeper at the Twin-Lights, was ready at all times to furnish evidence concerning the existence of this life.
"My godfreys domino!" Ezra had exclaimed, after returning from a drive to Eastboro village, "I give you my word, Seth, they dummed nigh et me alive. They covered the horse all up, so that he looked for all the world like a sheep, woolly. I don't mind moskeeters in moderation, but when they roost on my eyelids and make 'em so heavy I can't open 'em, then I'm ready to swear. But I couldn't get even that relief, because every time I unbattened my mouth a million or so flew in and choked me. That's what I said--a million. Some moskeeters are fat, but these don't get a square meal often enough to be anything but hide-racks filled with cussedness. Moskeeters! My godfreys domino!"
Ezra was no longer assistant lightkeeper. He and his superior had quarreled two days before. The quarrel was the culmination, on Ezra's part, of a gradual
An "Odd Couple" story of a misogynistic lighthouse keeper who teams up with a mysterious stranger who seems to be as anti-woman as himself.
Their peaceful, men-only existence is soon disrupted by the tenants of a nearby cottage. Funny, charming, and sweet, if a little predictable.
