St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

away. You just happen TO drive DOWN Jhe
Catfall turnpike a mile or so, about i've
o'clock this afternoon, turn into the thick
woods, and keep whist till we go by. Then
you'll see how we look"
| did as directed, and have made the
above picture of the sight. Where did this
happen? Why, at
QUoGUE,
a woman'S summer paradise on Long
Island. You pronounce the word as 1t Is
spelled, in all probability, but therein you
make mistake. 1t should be pronounced
as if it was spelled. 'koo-wog." 1t is an
Indian word and means clam. The place
itself once contained matters of interest to
the average man. There Governor Dix
used to shoot snipe all through the
summer months. and thus the way was
led for sportsmen to come and enjoy
the killing of nearly every game bird known
to our coast. But there soon got TO be
more sportsmen than birds, the women
usurped the place of the spOrtSmen, and
now it has become for such a man as Gov.
Hill, who is said to hate female society,
the very last place in the world for
endowment. 1t is not wOman's re-
sort after the manner of Ocean Grove,
where spindle-shanked Teligeuses. pa
rade the streets in baggy bathing dresses
and congregate by the hundreds in an open
air tabernacle to praise their Creator
through their noses. Nothing Of the SORT Is
to be seen at QuOgue. which is the resort OF
well-tO-dO women in search OF place
where their young misses and hobble-de-
hoys can be brought up in nuns yelling
and in
KNEE-BREECHES
amid the most genteel surroundings. They
hut hala lNr
with regard to them much as Mr.. Homer
Martin. the artist, once said he did. A pious
lady met him one Sunday morning on the
way to take an excursion steamer.
care you not going to church," she in
CURED.
''No, maam," said he.
''But. OF course, you like to go to church, "
said she.
~ like it immensely" said. the wag, ''but
l can restrain myself"
The girls at Quogue are like him. They
air their summer silks IN the
two toy-like churches once ON
each Sunday, and they make dolls
dress, silk purses, cigar-cases. slippers
and silk tobacco pouches during the
summer evenings for barter at the annual
fairs which are held in the churches, and
at which the husbands, who have already
paid for the material, Dlu tremendously anu
buy them over again for the benefit OF
Christianity.
Imagine a fiat sand-barren. SparSely car
peted with coarse grass: imagine a glaring
yellow road with ten big wooden boxes
called hotels on the sides of il, and with
here and there a pretty summer cottage
blinking in the hot sun; then imagine the
ocean, just
THE SAME OCEAN
that every such place enjoys, and you
have the Quogue. That is all YOU would
see if you could look at it for half an
hour-that and couple Of grass-bor-
dered ponds with sail and row-boats
dotting them; but if you stayed a day
or week or a year you would notice an
other thing and that would be the never
failing breeze, which is the secret of the
half century of prosperity the place has
enjoyed. To live at Quogue is like living
on a ships deck. If the air is stirring any
where land it nearly always is at sea-, il
viii fan the fat, low breast of QuCgue.
How do the women dress at Quogue
Well in negligence most of the day, but at
dinner they appear in costumes prescribed