Quotation from: The Valley of the Moon

Written by: Jack London


And here was food, food that was free. She watched the small boys
on a day when she had eaten nothing, and emulated them, gathering
mussels from the rocks at low water, cooking them by placing them
among the coals of a fire she built on top of the wall. They
tasted particularly good. She learned to knock the small oysters
from the rocks, and once she found a string of fresh-caught fish
some small boy had forgotten to take home with him.


Here drifted evidences of man's sinister handiwork--from a
distance, from the cities. One flood tide she found the water
covered with muskmelons. They bobbed and bumped along up the
estuary in countless thousands. Where they stranded against the
rocks she was able to get them. But each and every melon--and she
patiently tried scores of them--had been spoiled by a sharp gash
that let in the salt water. She could not understand. She asked
an old Portuguese woman gathering driftwood.

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