THE WANDERER'S RETURN Here in Bayport, nowadays, the collecting of "antiques" is a favorite amusement of our summer visitors.

Those of us who were fortunate enough to possess a set of nicked blue dishes, a warming pan, or a tall clock with wooden wheels, have long ago parted with these treasures for considerable sums.

Oddly enough Sylvanus Cahoon has profited most by this craze.

Sylvanus used to be judged the unluckiest man in town; of late this judgment has been revised.
It was Sylvanus who, confined to the house by an illness brought on by eating too much "sugar cake" at a free sociable given by the Methodist Society, arose in the night and drank copiously of what he supposed to be the medicine left by the doctor.

It happened to be water-bug poison, and Sylvanus was nearly killed by the dose.