The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-08-30
THE vENCs OF TO-DAY.
Seen by the Seaside iR Charming anC
BewiIdering Variety.

bright day about noon, the fashionable
bathing hour, you will soc an interesting
sight, aud in the hight Of the season a
thousand people, men, women and children,
are taking their dip in the BRINE or sun hath
on the beach. Then you see the Narragan-
sett bathers in glory. and no beach on the
coast can present more fascinating spec
tacle.
Here the atrobilarian may come pretty
near the best facilities for the study of
agriology to the cheering up of his heart,
the edemonist may behold his doctrines vim
dictated, and from the fine men and women
in the water to the beautiful babies on the
beach the stirpiculturlst NAV cast Ais eye OF
CONNIE ndatlon. Here one eho believes that
the proper study of mankind il man-and
womau-rnay pass soul-satisfying moments
in bis ocular Investigations of anatomy,
ranging from the protuberance of pinguitude
to the jejuneness of the jay.
In other words, it Is snorting oppor-
tunity for physiological, psyohioal and
moral observa ZION. Here you see your dear
sister, woman, as you shall see her at no
other time of the year. She is not the
Deutral-tinted, conventional winter girl.
She is not the Minerva nor the intellectual
female of the conversations. Neither is she
the roof-covered, wall-inoiosed, custom
regulated and chaperoned belle of the
sOmber season.
She is Undine and Ariel and Venus, and,
greatest of all, the American summer girl,
united in a creature that makes the young
man of the period glad that he is alive, and
wonder what his fathers and grandfathers
found in the world worth living for before
the days Of surf bathing and tie evolution
Of the summer girl For the summer girl
Is certainly an individuality as distinct as
she is charming.
She appears only when the skies are
bright. She comes only with the months
Of warmth and plenty-when deeper crirn~
son glows upon the FURNISHED bathing suit.
From the chrysalis of the winter woman
energies the butterfly of the summer girl.
The Juno of the ballroom becomes the
Pelagia of the surf. She disports in the
sunshine. and she disappears when the chill
winds of the autumn clip her gauZy wing,
and the lonesome waters mourn for her and
will not be comforted, and the mountain
winds sigh over her absence, and the forest
trees whisper together beneath their snow
burdens of the departed beauty and radi-
ance, and comfort one another with hopes
of her temperance.
Whether she is ephemeral or rejuvenes-
cent is not determined, or, at least not gem
orally agreed upon. Whether she blooms
for one brief and beautiful season and then
disappears forever, or whether she is like
tu6 AOWGTb GlldO DtOOin III LuS from
buds that have made love to each other all
the winter near the SHOWS, or sparkles
out into the sunshine like the brook that
keeps summer mind snow-hid In JaDu-
ary," is a matter of disagreement.
Many assert that the summer girl BIOS
SONS but for single season, some putting
it at 16, and some at II years of age, and
others hold that she blooms with each sue
ceeding year on up to %, or even more,
with litfIa characterization of afkrantiv auQaq nr
until some absinthiated and unworthy
young man or other appropriates her. or
neuralgia aud rheumatism knock her out of
the list of surf bathers and mountain
climbers and moonlight strollers.
However that may be, it is well to make
the most of her while she is here. Blessings
brighten as they take their flight; cham
vapid; ice cream melts into dishwater.
The old couplet advises one to gather the
rosebuds while We may" In other words,
grab good things while they are within
reach, for although eidolon is a pretty
word, it isn't half as satisfactory as sub,
stance.
1t is upon this principle that the young
man Of the period seems to be acting, if one
may judge from casual observation at Mar
agansett-generally sojourn on the beach,
half hour at the Casino hop at night, or
an after hop and saunter along "Cupid's
Walk" where, in the shady hooks and cor
ners, the young men and maidens, divided
off into pairs, are like souvenir spoons.
There is an idea that the bathing suits
make some disheartening disclosure of
feminine lack Of symmetry, and we hear
much of the young ladies who are SO beauti-
full and well-proportioned in their show
dress becoming in bathing dress and water
contact gawks and guys. This is not true
to any great extent. The statement does
injustice to the American girl-not more to
her figure than to her tact She is too
smart for anything of that kind. If she has
angularities she knows how to conceal them
as well in water as in land Clothes and if
she has points OF comeliness she knows how
to make the fact evident to their enhance
ment even if her charms are confined, as in
the case OF Gilbert and Sullivan's heroine, to
a very attractive left shoulder blade.
1t is innocent and natural for woman to
make modest display of her charms. She
does it at home, upon the street, in the ball
room, And she can do it just as well upon
the beach as anywhere else, for there are
just as many men there to thrill with adj
miration and women to fill with envy; aud
these are her two objects.
My unframed observation leads me to
note that there are two kinds of girls who
do not go into the water. The first does
not do so because she knows better. The
second does not because she knows better.
But the reasons are not the same. On the
contrary, the reverse.
The first one does not 60 in because she
knows it would be case of shocking dis
illusion that no sartorial or histrionic arts
or reeourses could soften. So, wise in her
day she keeps TO her terra firma fiummery
and remains on the beach.
The other girl also remains on the beach.
Take that one over there, for instance. who
has a scarlet Phrygian cap on her dark hair,
a low cut waist and bare arms, dark blue
silk bathing suit, showing her perfect form,
q scanty skirt and the ruffles of her trou-
sers Just reaching the knee. She vets her
toes in the water, gives the little feminine
squeal at the touch Of cold water, and re-
treats-and then tries it again, ignorant, of
course, of the hundreds of admiring mag
culne and contemptuous feminine eyes
that are upon her-about equally pleasing
to her.
Further down the beach is another girl of
the second kind. She is petite. and her
blonde curs struggle out from under O
killing little Tam O. Shanter cap. Her
dress is of black China silk, and it has been
repeatedly observed this season. Her flut-
tering skirt is futed her blouse is box
plated, open low at the throat, with sailor
tied scarf and innocent of sleeves Her
stockings are black silk, ''opera LENGTH
and her shoes are black patent leather, yell
low trimmed.
WIZ not tue orlny ocean rum sucn get
up as thiss Oh, no, my child, the briny
will not. 1t never will get a chance. The
little rascal wearing it has no more idea Of
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