Claude says he is going to sail out there when he grows up . I would like to too , but Claude says I ca n't because I 'm a girl . It is dreadfully inconvenient to be a girl at times . When it storms it is grand to see the great waves come crashing up against the Big Half Moon as if they meant to swallow it right down . You ca n't see the Little Half Moon at all then ; it is hidden by the mist and spume . We had our pirate cave away up among the rocks , where we kept an old pistol with the lock broken , a rusty cutlass , a pair of knee boots , and Claude 's jute beard and wig . Down on the shore , around one of the horns of the Half Moon , was the Mermaid 's Pool , where we sailed our toy boats and watched for sea kelpies . We never saw any . Dick says there is no such thing as a kelpy . But then Dick has no imagination . It is no argument against a thing that you 've never seen it . I have never seen the pyramids , either , but I know that there are pyramids . Every summer we had some hobby . The last summer before Dick and Mimi came we were crazy about kites . A winter boy on the mainland showed Claude how to make them , and when we went back to the Big Half Moon we made kites galore . Even pirating was n't such good fun . Claude would go around to the other side of the Big Half Moon and we would play shipwrecked mariners signalling to each other with kites . Oh , it was very exciting . We had one kite that was a dandy . It was as big as we could make it and covered with lovely red paper ; we had pasted gold tinsel stars all over it and written our names out in full on it -- Claude Martin Leete and Philippa Brewster Leete , Big Half Moon Lighthouse .
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