Bradlee Martin, sage of Tiah’s Cove, the flourishing little suburb of West Tisbury, leaned against a lamp post and rolled a wicked eye at the...
Chris Murphy of Chilmark was the big winner of the “buggy race” or “soapbox derby” held in West Tisbury on Saturday.
You “pick up” a turkey with the explanation that you have to have something for dinner, so it might as well be turkey — it being Thanksgiving.
When the Gazette went to press on Thursday of last week the news had been received shortly before that “The armistice had been signed and hostilities...
Fall descended on Martha’s Vineyard in one fell swoop of standard time and cold air.
Vineyarders needn’t look too far to find something going bump in the night. Take, for instance, the ghost who resides at the county jail.
Early historians of the Vineyard wrote little about the Island’s great expanse of the central plain. Life centered about the harbors and ponds or...
Vehicular travel is directed toward Manter’s Hill and The Brickyard in old Cape Higgon these days.
Ted Hartman at the derby weigh-in station.
The nightly scene at the weighing-in station in Oak Bluffs, is an aspect of the annual bass derby that has never been adequately described.
There is considerable virtue in an autumn rain, and some even in an autumn gale.
From every quarter comes the question: “What is the world coming to?”; and particularly when the word comes of wholesale disaster.
Indian summer weather greeted the opening of the 1952 seventh annual Martha’s Vineyard Striped Bass Derby.

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