The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1889-08-07
AT NARRAGANSETT PIER.
"sAs" llKENs LIFE TO A STORY.
What Pretty Belle Can Do-The STORY
OF Day in the Life of Young
Girl-A Contrast Picture
Gossip, Etc.

NAalAGANsETT PIER, Aug. 1.-TSpecial
The chief products OF this point are
whisky and water. The ater is for the
| girls to battle in and the viii sky IS refined
into mint juleps to act as an antidote
| against the water. No seIf-respecting
/ woman at Narragansett is without an at
tachmemt in the shape Of some sort OF a
/ man, and it is his special duty, after she
has been rubbed and scrubbed and once
more in her innocent muslin gown, to
: provide her with that mixed drink that
has been favored by women ever since the
/ days when Adam, by the sweat of his
/ brow, toiled to grow mint bed To crafty
the caprice OF Mother Eve Sobriety and
mint iuleps are quite compatible, so that
| the Narragansett girl is not gwen to
drunkenness, even if her iuleps cannot be
numbered. Her main feature is her girl
| mess. She may be, as is one of the
! beauties here, a widow, but she is all the
same a girly one, and the little idiocy
of manner that receives its proper name
at Newport, and which Is unknown at
Long Branch, becomes coQuettish at the
| Pier
The Pier girl is often from the sunny
| South, and she goes in for having good
| time with a Aest that is much 10 be envied /;
she can manage to pack more solid enjoy
ment in one twenty-four hours than the
average girl does in twenty-four days.
Now here is how one girl, who claimed
Baltimore as her birthplace, spent the
day: In the morning she was dressed by
her darky maid il, a white muslin gown, a
| plain full skirt, q round bodice, and a
| broad white silk girdle. Her neck showed
well above the white Toby frill, and her
maid was clever enoogh to conceal with a
| little powder the ravsages that the sun had
made on her throat when she was out
bathing. Her hat was great big Leghorn
one, wreathed With primroses and bent
| here and there az pleased her ladyship.
Her hands were eloTeless and rlneless, Tor
she didn't care for gloves, and her taste
was too good to wear diamond rings in the
morning. Her parasol was white with a
deep frill of lace around the edge, and it
had tiny watch set in the handle, so that
she might be warned that time was feet
ing. chaperone is not counted among
the necessaries of life here, and so she
went alone with Charlie Somebody to
breakfast at the Casino; it was a very light
breakfast-an omeetJe, souffie, a bit of
bird, and some coffee. Then she anal
Charlie took stroll. and Charlie told her
what dear she was, and she wondered If
that was her petticoat slipping.
Soon she went in to prepare for the
event of the day-the bathing Nature
had been kind to her and given her hair
that curled whether she wished it or not;
i 4
plated braids were not necessary to this
sweet maid Marian. groupoi men wait
for her on the beach. Down she comes
attended by her maid and wearing a long
cloak of white serge that covers her from
throat to foot. Her maid takes it and she
stands a symphony in white and yellow
that would delight Whistler himself. Her
tights, that cover OF course her feet and
legs, are white; her kilt is white serge and
the bodice part is white serge with a sailor
collar embroidered in yellow silk. On her
head is white cap, and all her wonder
ful yellow curly hair is hanging loose and
making the men say, "Now, there's real
grill" Every other girl is mad because
the water will affect her locks, but Marian
is sweetly sympathetic, for she knows
that it's wise TO be liked by the
other women. She is floated, she swims
about, she is ducked up aad down, she
rolls on the sand till her hair is full of it
and then gets one of her devoted
slaves to wash it out; she swims as
far as she dares with Charlie, and he tries
to tell her that she looks like Venus
arising from the sea, and gets in return
handful OF cold water in his face, which
more than dsshes his hopes, for it makes
him splutter Nv Lady Caprice comes in,
her maid is to the fore, and in less than
an hour she Is ont on the veranda OF her
cottage in pink Bingham, looking flushed
and pretty, and seeming to be the very
rose that Thackerav wrote about as she
bends her face over the most seductive
looking Of the iuleps that have come 10
her She will tell you quite confidentiallv
"that some of the men have juIep made
with brandy, but at home they have used
the same recipe ever since Gen. Washing
ton paid them visit. Nothing will con-
vince me that good rye whisky isn't the
proper thing TO use, and l wish no bar
keeper TO hint at any such thing as pow
dered rather than loaf sugar" She is an
adept on the subject of iuleps, and five
years from now will be connecting them
for Charles benefit, for, like most south
ern girls, she believes that the way to
make man happy is to give him what he
wants.
AT SNS luncneS WITH maInnd ana
tells her everything that has hap
pened in the morning; in the alter
noon she rests a while, reads one of
Ouida's novels and cries a little over the
woes OF the hero, then suddenly gets up
and is arraved in white flannel, tailor
made suit, puts on a smart white turban,
tan gloves and tan shoes, and goes out
blackboard driving with Jack. Charles
drive comes later. The great charm of
the blackboard is that it is likely to land
you in the lap OF the driver, which is one
of the reasons why it is so popular at the :
summer resorts. However. the little maid
has learned 10 SIT pretty steady, and ex-
cept for one lurch, when she has a convic-
ton that her corset string broke, the drive
is smooth an uneventful. Home she
comes and finds that the thoughtful
Charles has sent another julep by which.
to stay her, and that he will be with her
in quarter Of an hour, that she may see
how his horses go tandem She approves
OF the appearance, is quickly helped into
the trap, and they are off, while one or
two envious young women are wondering
what that girl will do next" Charlie
tries again n tell her how much he loves
her. but in very solemn voice she SAYS:
Charlie, you are now pursuing the right
track to win my esteem, but if YOU begin
to talk to me ike ali the rest of the men