Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-01-13
SHALL WE GO OUT A LITTLE wAY?"

Jonas Pootle and his nephew, Victor Le-
royd, stepped from two comparatively dark
compartments OF the lighthouses.
"I'd be glad to know, Vic," said Pootle,
as he squlnted his eyes to the binding
glare, "that these folks can't see me any
better'n can see them"
Nonsense, Uncle Jonas" responded De-
royd. "There can't be another man on the
beach half SO interesting in bathing suit
a. you are"
'Pootle's fat figure sagged into the un-
shapeliness OF a single blue flannel gar
ment, from the four corners of which pro-
truded his pulpy arms at the elbows and
legs at the knees, while the hands and feet
appertaiping thereto looked big and coarse
as unrelieved by coatsleeves and trousers
legs.
SOS the fat man in museum interest
ing" he continued, "but he amt admirable
lis he, now?" and there was in the old
fellows voice an appeal ior sympathy and
supP22rt: :: . ,,.,;
suit?' said Victor.
"Oh, you don't, Of course-you handsome
rascal"
Gazing upon his nephew, proud satisfac-
tion displaced his discomfort, tor he saw q
strapping, well-proportioned young man,
with the physique OF circus athlete, and a
head Indicative of corresponding mental
strength. The knitted fabric stretched over
his broad breast and powerful shoulders
with no more concealment of their muscles
than il, like bis entire arms, they had been
bare. His sturdy legs were disclosed
altogether a to synerrical outlines and
from the knees down as to healthy skin.
His lace was frank and merry, but not that
of careless man. 1t agreed with Pootle's
remark on the Long Branch boat, two days
before, that its owner "hadn't known
enough to rest when he was tired
the difference that he had resolutely relieved
himself from business fatigue and set about
recreation. Nothing idle in thought or
disposition was indicated in the clear visage
and yet it expressed no Immediate concern
beyond the trivial surroundings. Victor
Leroyd had determined upon a days
vacation, from care, the perplexities of
which were excluded from his mind. He
was not the sort of man to keep his body at
Long Branch and let his brain 60 to Wall
street as usual.
As Victor strobe sacross the sand to the
water, Pootle kept abreast, but on the side
furthest from the spectators, for he meant
that, as a couple, they should present more
comeliness than ugliuess, no matter how the
two aspects might be apportioned. For the
same reason he not only waded into the surf
but simultaneously they plunged
head foremost into the first billow encoun-
tered They swan out beyond the safety
lines with equal ease, for the rotundity of
one foated him quite as well as sinewy ex-
ertion did the other.
Colonel Sam Dallas was leaning in a
pose of dignity against post that stuck up
from the sand. He was in faultless attire,
and he held an umbrella of the lightest pos
sible weight over his head. He was whirl-
ing the umbrella, time after time, and as it
came to stop at the end of each series of
revolutions, his quick eyes noted whether
the pendent tassel did, or did not, hang
directly opposite his face. A stranger
would have taken this as an absent-minded
action, but we who know the Colonel,
understand that the umbrella was an i'm
aginary wheel-oi-fortune, at which he was
in fancy winning or losing money, or settle
ing some question by chance. His mental
anu MANUAL Occupation was snortly inter-
rupted by the approach of Mrs. Dallas. who
came from the section OF huts devoted to the
1ressingrooms of female bathers. But she
was not in bath attire. Her toilet was slight
in colors and shapes, OF the
summer fashion, and she wore it
but the artifciality of her
hues Of hair and face, although softened by
a sunshade held closely over her head, and
the very best skill, was
rendered doubly palpable bv contrast with
May Morris, who came quickly behind her.
The sun blazed upon May Morris without