Gazette Chronicle
The arrival of a casual guest at a hotel, inn or private dwelling no longer signifies the completion of an arduous journey.
Such quantities of striped bass as were reported last weekend around the Island have not been duplicated in probably half a century.
As dauntless souls left the Aquinnah Shop, the fury of Carol’s breath blew over the barn at Miss Pauline Vanderhoop’s.
Everett Whiting, of West Tisbury, class of 1927 never would stay in his seat at the old Dukes County Academy.
From the September 11, 1942 edition of the Vineyard Gazette:
One of the memorable places of summer is the water’s edge.
“Millions viewed the eclipse.” So said the mainland newspapers, and the Vineyard added its thousands to the common mass.
The day was hot. There hung the smell of peanuts, soda and cigars, except where the cattle stood.
Huge reptilian tracks in the sand of Methodist Cross Road has revived the belief that an alligator has somehow found its way to the Island.
“Hear ye! Hear ye! Hear ye!,” shouted the town crier after ringing a large brass bell at the end of Pier 44, Vineyard Haven.
The swans recently added to West Tisbury’s mill pond are a desirable addition for more than one reason.
Few visitors fail to have the “Great House” in Chilmark pointed out to them or to hear a tale from its interesting history.