, 1890-08-21
The sweethcart's Return.

My sweetheart Is comlngl is that why
Issweeier than ever TO mep
I know when he left me 1 spoke words
unkind,
As we stood in tho pale moonlight;
But listen, o, winds, that come over the
sea,
My sweetheart is coming tonight.
Is he taller grown, broad-shouldered
and grave?
Three years since my love went away
Or his he my own bonnie blue-eyed lad,
The same as of old, and as gay2
To me he Is ever my hearts true love-
i was wrong-my heart owns him
right;
o, violet, lift your blue head and be
My sweetheart is coming tonight.
o, stars in the heavens, shed forth your
clear light!
o, moon, the world looking over,
Throw thy pale beams aiar-the way 1t
Is long
Light the pathway of my loverl
o rose sweet wild rose, arc you glad
for my sake2
20, heart, are you bursting Tonight
With wild maddened joyp For listen,
sweet rose,
My sweetheart is coming tonight
Nell Nelson is making vigorous
protest in the New York World
against the decadence Of propriety
among the young women who fire.
quent the seaside resorts. If you
doubt the decline of reserve among
women, she writes, go to Long
Branch. That shining, sparkling
stretch of sea and shore so dear to
the jaded New Yorker as the favored
and favorite place for blowing the
cobwebs of the week out Of the
weary brain, IL inhabited by a lot of
women who are not lovely, and a
lot of men who are neither admir-
able or chivalrous. They have been
In possession all summer, and they
will remain until the season closes.
Why they come no one knows, and
why they remain Is the lament of
every habitue of this health-giving
glorious old suburb.
Even the bronzed fishermen, who
for rest and variety quit their nets
to watch and guard the surf bathers,
shake their heads and sigh little
~ they tell about the people who
used to come to the beach-brave,
manly men, sweet gentle women,
well-bred children and young folks
who could no more help being re-
spectful than they could help being
beautiful. But that class has dis
appeared, and the substitute Is
lamentable. The men are numer-
Gus, rich and rude. They know
nothing Of the amenities, they have
no manners, and the conventional
courtesy due their elders and the
young ladies in whose society they
are permitted to appear is some
thing that never seems TO have
been considered by them.
These priggish fellows wear ex-
pensive clothes, display the latest
styles in jewelry, walking sticks and
gloves, and are good at pinch
when polite service is required, but
their insolence Is such as to make
them intolerable among ladies and
gentlemen. The familiarities they
take on the beach and the piazza, in
the hotel parlor and the pavilion,
would, If attempted in a private
home, open the door and close 1t for
ever on their entrance. Fancy these
creatures promenading along the
veranda in view of five hundred
spectators, parents and friends of
the young girls they are with, smok-
ing cigars, their hats ON and their
hands in their pockets!
Some OF them have canes in their
mouths, some wear tennis shirts and
blazers, although it is evening and
the ladies are in dinner toilet. You
Will meet these men on the stairs,
in the Railways and OH the parlor
floor, and all have their hats on, un-
less there ID "A dance In progress.
The most remarkable feature OF this
absence OF dignity is the toleration
OF the young ladies, who do not
seem TO understand the requirements
Of society or appreciate the nobility
Of their own sex.
"You have beauty spot, haven't
you?" one of these detestable fellows
remarked to u very sweet-faced girl
tho other evening on West End
piazza, touching her cheek with the
tip of his finger. Instead of with
drawing from his society or offering
as much as a frowning rebuke the
young lady went on chatting as un-
concerned as though nothing had
happened.
The Philosophical Flirt.
1t is the fashion to firt says the
New York World, but 1t takes
money. pretty clothes, sweet
vocabulary, winning manners and "a
little dash of Assurance. The de-
lightful pastime, which Is purely
feminine, is said To have had its
origin at Narragansett pier. The
girls who habitually go to the pier
are the prettiest creatures imagin-
able. Most of them are Southerners.
They talk with liquid lisp and
talk incessantly. They have tiny
feet, small heads, bright eyes, soft |
hands and light dresses which they
wear with gay hats and gayer sun
shades. They fiirt because they
can't help 1t. They were designed |
for that purpose. A victim selected,
they begin by smiling at the lady.
II she is met on the beach, the
rocks or piazza, In the casino or din
ing-room, she is greeted with |
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