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tity of Moss, Weeds, and other Nourishment, to support them among the less disturbed Rocks They have no Names with us there ; for we seldom or never eat of them, unless it be a large particular fort of Wilk, whose Shells are finely polished, and made into Snuff-boxes (very commonly) at London ; and except also tbe Cockle which we use by way of Sauce to Rock-sith, Welshmen, Old Wives, Cavallies, &c. Their meat for Colour, Shape, and Taste resembles our English ones, but they are delicious at full of the Moon, increasing and decreasing in bulk as well as goodness, just as that Heavenly Body feems to increase or decrease to our fight : You have at least a dozen of the Shells (no ways shaped like our English Cockles) that are small and of a triangular Form, but not equilaterally so, two Sides of them bcing each of them full as long again as the short Side ; all the three Angles are rounded off or blunted ; they are of a white shining Colour like well polished white Marble, and generally speaking streaked downwards very regularly with beautiful Red or Blue Veins. They are taken in the following manner viz. A Negro Man goes in at One of our sandy Bays up to his knees, where stooping down he fills a Basket with Sand from the bottom, which a
Note, That a Wilk Fish both looks and eats exactly like our English Perriwinkle. Basket 2