San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-07-25
IN THE SWIM
Ethel Jones.
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"Well, l say" answered Mr.. Langton,
"a girl who can hold ON to the ribbons
for nearly two miles, drive a wicked
pony into haycock, and then drop her
little brother out behind is not likely to
be afraid of any fellow, you know"
| had calculated that Mr. Langton's
answers would be satisfactory.
knew of what Mrs. Moderninstance
had been thinking. A day or two before
the said Cherry Mayson, a sufficiently
giddy little Philadelphia, had lapsed
into complete silence on a sailing party
when Mrs. Moderninstance's young wo-
man began to quote Montaigne, and had
not spoken again until the company
came back to ordinary topics of CONVEX
sation. felt very much like repeating
to Mrs. Moderninstance Miss Mayson's
private comments on the entertainment,
but as | happened to know that Mr..
Langton had witnessed Cherry's little
adventure l preferred to play that off
against the sailing party. But to mag
inc that Philadelphia girl of my posi-
ton would feel awed by anybody! l
was only impatient with the people who
tried to snub me. Being 'out for amuse-
mant" | did not want to have any
trouble in asserting myself-in fact, l
did not care to be bothered in any way.
If, said / to myself, we are epicureans,
do let us be good humored.
found plenty of good humor, BECOME
dull-care good humor, in the Langton
set, into which Penny and l presently
entered. Katy Langton took quite
fancy to Penny, aud Penny reciprocated
his feelings. We became yachts people,
polo people; we had little suppers chez
vous and little dinners chez nous. We
drove about madly and never conversed
very nationally. Most of US could have
conversed nationally, suppose, but we
did not care to. l may say, in parenthe-
sis, that did not take much to the polo.
1t was pretty sight, but soon began
to think it very slow when only two men
played on side. Capt. Brague himself,
whom Mr.. Langton had brought over
almost expressly for the game, confided
to me that he thought it beastly pre-
tense at playing, and Penny was some
what superior and could not be per-
suaded to try it. Still everybody went
to the grounds, and it was quite salts
factory to sit ON drag and feel that you
We're in it.
The yachting was the supreme pleas
ure. l remember one day which Mr..
Langton set apart for some special cele-
bration. He and Penny had had grand
"spree" the night before-in fact all our
men had taken part in it-and, though
it was whispered that Capt. Brague had
stuck" an unhappy young New Yorker
very badly at piquet, discovered that
Penny had manfully held his ground.
II don't easily get taken into camp, you
know" said he when | joked with him
about it. But on the morning of our
excursion none of the men looked one
whit the worse for their revelry, and as
we cut through the ripping blue waters
between the Dumplings and the fort we
presented an unquestionably delightful
appearance. We passed the little Nara
gansett boat on our way out of the har-
Dor, and every one on board of her ran
to the side, for the long black lines and
tapering masts of the Hildegarde were
famous everywhere.
Katy Langton himself, in full yacht
ing trim, leaned over the taffrail waving
his hand to one or two men on the little
steamer who recognized him and shouted
at him. Mrs. (who refused to be called
La Signora) Conchas Especiales, the wife
of the great Cuban tobacco planter,
with Mrs. Freebody stood arm in
arm under the awning, with my hus-
band lying on the deck near them.
Capt. Brague and Eleanor Gander were
in the bow together either flirting or
connecting mischief, it was impossible
to tell which,, and Paddy" Gander and
l were swinging ourselves by some of
those mysterious ropes that are always
so plentiful on board a yacht.
If had been on the Narragansett boat
instead of on the yacht l know that
should have jumped overheard out of
sheer envy. How salt and cool was the
wind which blew athwart our bows that
day! how clear and distinct showed the
shores by which we sailed! 1t was my
first big 'spree" and enjoyed it accord
ingly. Paddy Gander was giving me
most amusing account of the little arti-
fees practiced by Rosenberg, young
Hebrew who was trying to get into soci-
ETY. in Newport, and who went inces-
sanity to a Presbyterian church, think
ing that no one would believe that he
could be a convert if that were his faith,
when Capt. Brague called to us to come
and see his little invention. This con-
sisted of a roulette board, chalked out
upon the deck, and a teetotum which
one of the sailors had made for him out
ofo bit Of xryopi