A desolate wilderness of rolling sand-dunes, beach grass, huckleberry and bayberry bushes, cedar swamps, and small clumps of pitch-pines.

Through this desert the three or four rutted, crooked sand roads, leading to and from the lights, turned and twisted.

Along their borders dwelt no human being; but 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.