Noah Asimow
The towns of Edgartown and Tisbury were born as part of New York Colony, fraternal twins that on Thursday this week celebrated their sesquarcentennial anniversaries.


The Chappaquiddick Beach Club, historically important in the development of Edgartown and one of the key properties in its summer life, has been sold by Esther C. Conkling and Irene C. Wagenaar to Northam Warren Jr. and Dorothy C. Warren of New Canaan, Conn.
The Warrens in recent seasons have leased from Robert Marshall what is known as the Dr. Marshall house on Chappaquiddick. They will take title to the beach property on or before Oct. 1, and the beach club will be operated this summer, as in recent years, by Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Conkling.
A brick sidewalk was laid this week along the School street side of the G. Holmes Perkins house on Davis Lane. Phil Dube & Sons were in charge of the work.
Mr. and Mrs. Ferris M. Angevin of Glendale, Ohio, arrived on Saturday, spending three days at the Daggett House before opening their Fuller street summer home off White Cat Lane. They will remain for the summer.
A son was born on Tuesday at the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital to Sgt. and Mrs. Wayland S. Fuller.


Fire turned the Edgartown Playhouse into a furious inferno Monday night, and three hours after the discovery of the blaze the large, forty-one year old building was completely devastated, despite the long and tireless efforts of firefighters from three towns who poured tons and tons of water into the theatre.


The Cape Pogue beach - two miles of it - including virtually all the strip with the ocean on one side and Cape Pogue Bay on the other, has been given to the Trustees of Reservations by Charles Sumner Bird and Oliver P. Filley, Chappaquiddick summer residents who acquired the beach some years ago.
The strip is one of great natural interest and beauty - often of windswept beauty - embodying the unaltered character of so much of the exposed shoreline of the Vineyard.


A traffic-stopper in Edgartown this week has been the corner of Davis Lane and School street where the stately house which was once Davis Academy and is now the summer home of the G. Holmes Perkins family, of Cambridge and Philadelphia, has been emerging in a pale blue manifestation, with white trim.


Passers-by on Davis Lane, Edgartown, who think they hear bells, probably do. Although a casual glance will fail to disclose their presence, their sound is everywhere when the wind blows, hanging on the air like milkweed blown.
The bells have been fastened to a tree on the property of G. Holmes Perkins. There are four of them, clustered on one branch, and they carol together when the breezes set the tree in motion. In shape they are somewhat like cow bells, but their size is just right for a calf.