Collection search - Nellie Blanche Penny, Seldom-Come-By

"That's where we're from", points to the picture of the boat. The next frame is God over clouds, all raybeams and a kind face: "The Fella that looks over us all". Then, "Me grandaughter's photo: ain't she pretty?" God again, locking the door. Nellie makes my first cup of Fogo tea, malty and sweet, and there's biscuits beside. "Been here 65 years, not going anywhere else. I got a son buried over there in that graveyard over there, see. Me mom's over there, me brother's over there, me aunt's over there... so I thought I'd stay with 'em." Nellie at the door: "Come back whene'er you feel like it. Anytime. You've heard the song they sing: ain't no price tag on the door to Newfoundland."