Pilgrim Monument
In the evening, therefore, one had to make one���s way in
Provincetown down the narrow thoroughfare of Commercial
Street, then called Front Street, with no more guidance than
was offered by the moon. That faint glow lay on the parchment
of the window shades in those houses not completely unlit
within. What prominence that gave to the pale illumination
overhead. I do not know that I have ever been more aware of
the presence of the moon. One���s sense of time now seemed
more sensitive to the past, so much so, indeed, that one could
suppose oneself returned in some small measure to events gone
long before one had entered one���s own life.
HYLAND
