The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-07-15

pockets full Of worms, and dishwashers. Neither
can be dug on the island, and the latter cannot
be bought nor can substitute be seined out of
the lake.
The girls took their first bath in Pine lake to-
day. The water has risen over all that patch of
reeds to the steep descent but there is still a
good safe beach.
Tonight the moon is lovely There is proba-
bly, a bookful Of stuff being said about its track
upon the water the silvered clouds, the spectral
tents, etc. Your correspondent need not put
that in for future scrap books.
We had an addition of FIVE to our number this
evening, and round dozen are coming tomor
row. There was never a Inerrier crowd on the
island than are laughing and chatting on the
brow of the hill. AS sit writing by lantern,
drawing all the mosquitoes, | cannot help hear
ing some of the talk.
To-day we decided to stay another week So
many are anxious to do so, and we are now so
well prepared for it We shall look for more
indianapolis friends on each days train The
Airline lands us at the icehouse the most
satisfactory way of coming to the island that we
ever tried.
We scarcely cease to inhale the dust and
smoke from the engine before we may bury our
noses deep in the fragrant hearts of these ex-
quisite white lilies-acres of lilies!
THE PINE LAKE MOSQUITO.
Entry No. 3.-The campfire is burning bright
ly in spite of "a sprinkling semi-occasional rain
The day has been varied one, the weather vari-
able-just enough water on the island to suit
good Presbyterians; plenty in the lake for the
most rabid Baptists; and a cold north wind,
which is blowing away all the mosquitoes, and
making this green island seem like home, rather
than m osquito shsmble.
Our head cook says: 81 never seen so many
skeeters sence / was colored.n They were
feeble folk when we came here; they
had no sense of fear, and would not
cfo hI1T1 fov all
very neatly articulsted skeletons of mosquitoes
But now they have learned to dodge, and watch
the hand or towel; and when they die, they die
all over everything Revenge is sweet The
with an easier conscience if he knew whose
blood he was spilling. Certainly it is not the
mosquitoes own blood.
If it be that of the philosophers best friend.
or of the philosophers self, then death is only
retribution. But if it be the blood of an enemy
then has he over-reached himself and killed a
creature that can do that which he fain would
do but cannot
He thinks it would be nice to train mosquitoes
to bite certain persons only.
A notable event of this day has been the ar
rival of three dishwashers, two of whom have
already been returned-''goods not approved y
The other is fast asleep with her head wrapped
up in her shawl
indianapolis of Mrs. E. A. Burkert and Miss
Jessie, Mr.. ]. H. Harrington, and Mr.. Frank
Harrington, with more to follow tomorrow. We
now number ninety five souls.
A heavy fog came this evening, and made it
almost impossible to see the water boats
length from shore. Nevertheless, we must have
milk, so the brave Ted Lewis took his boat and
went after it. For an hour he rowed in circle,
then the fog horn helped him in. But, in the
meantime @. A. Greenleaf had gone out in
search of him, and he was lost indeed, only man
aging to get back with the aid of a camp of
pleasure-seekers on the west Shore at Ii o'clock.
The entire force of gentlemen of camp memo
rialn was about organizing to go in search of
him, when he appeared at the landing
Mr.. VIM. H. Thomas claims the honor of the
biggest bass of this days catch, and the biggest
number, too, though his laurels were hardly won
from several others nearly as fortunate.
respondents elbow must be reserved for flu
ture letter.