Strange Jetsum
A THIN old man, with a rag-bag in his hand, was picking up a number of
small pieces of whalebone which lay on the street. The deposit was of
such a singular nature, that we asked the quaint-looking gatherer how he
supposed they came there. Don't know, he replied, in a squeaking
voice; but I 'spect some unfortunate female was wrecked hereabout
somewhere.