The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-08-16
GAY CARRIE CARELESS.
AN ADVENTURE WHICH TOOK
PLACE AT OCEAN GROVE.

Man an Opium Cigarette aud lakes
Him for a Walk Bouquets for Re-
membrance at the Close of the
eeasOn.
NEW YORK, Aug. l5-This happened at
Ocean Grove-that conscience of Asbnry
Par k. you know.
It was evening, lovely moonlight even
ing, when the ocean was shiny and the sand
looked white in the lovely light which was
shed by Luna and her rays They were
seated upon the sand, Margery and jock,
and they were talking over old times. Per-
haps they were talking over new times, and
times which were to come, but that doesn't
| count now, because 1t has nothing to do
with the story,
1t wAs a rather cool evening, and the
wrap which Margery had taken with her
was thrown over both herself and Jock as
they reclined upon the sand. 1t was a gem
erous wrap and enveloped them from Jocks
big tan-colored shoes almost up to the tip of
| Margery's saucy chin. All round them upon
the beach there were similar couples, and
| behind them upon the broad walk people
were patrolling in groups OF twos, threes
| and fours, singing and talking aud laugh
| ing in the merriest fashion.
Excuse me, sir" he said, addressing one
Of them. but l must ask you to remove
that wrap. It is not allowable here for
two people to be covered by the same
shawl"
Jock sprang to bis feet, madden than any
halter. and Nargery's face grew as red as
the sunset that only few hours before had
| bathed the sand with its rudy glow
| what do you mean" demanded Jock
| Would you insult meg
"Oh no-no-no," spluttered the policeman /;
mo insult Notwithstanding of that kind,
only it's our rule, you see, not to let two
people be covered by the same shawl, and
We can't break it even in your case.n
And on be went.
Margery wasn't so mad as she was
amused. But Jock was hutfy all the way
through.
And then he vowed vengeance, and it was
| such pleasant sort of vengence that it is
worth telling. He insisted upon kissing
Margery then and there, and though she
took the naughty boy home at once by the
| shortest route which she knew, he kissed her
at intervals of every ten steps ell the way,
| declaring that he was doing 1t to try to
| spoil the reputation of Ocean Grove. He
said he hoped every one in the place would
see him do it, and that all the summer peo-
pie would go away telling what fearfully
/ bulukS IOOk DldCb db OCehu NTTOVo.
And how much worse 1t was than at Asbury.
Margery said she would have liked it we'll
enough II they had been all alone, but to
| have Jock acting so in the street is fearfuIly
embarrassing, and her only comfort was
| that the next day she expected to leave for
| Narragansett, and SO she didn't care so yer 2
much what people did think. She also said
that during the past three years she and
JOCK had taken many buggy ride, covered
by the same lap robc, had driven in the same
cutter, covered by the same fur skin, and
| had sat upon the front seat of many dear
! little road cart with the same lap robe ca
ressingly tucked about them.
Composite pictures are the newest crea-
| tions Of art which are being achieved by the
seashore girls Making them Is lots of fun,
| and II the result Is not always entirely sue
| cessful, let no one be blamed, because 1t Is
such lots of fun to get them up that one car
| pardon the possible uncertainties in out
| line which may result.
This is the mode of procedure. The young
woman seats herself on a rock with q
sketch-book In hand. With a far~away looh
In her eyes and a drawing pencil in hel
| hand, she makes q wavy line.
So it was by no means a lonesome scene
nor a secluded one. and that is what made
| Jock and Margery all the madden when the
| thing happened. As they were resting lazily
there upon the sand, with Jock kicking tbs
sea shells about and leaning fis head upon
one hand, and Margery poking holes dowr
into the cool sandy depths with her pretty
fingers, there suddenly appeared before
them tall, burly, blue-coated guardian OF
the peace.
''Thas is the horizon" she SAYS, ''the
place where the sky and sea seem to meet
A lovely place it must be to go upon trip
don't you knoww
"Yes, a lovely place-a charming place
how 4E1ax yhn Sa ka1 1,,o,
behind the fair young artist takes the same
PENCIL in his hand and makes a few liue:
with it. And then he speaks.
And this, you see, Is ship, and il i
sailing toward that line where the sky and
the sea seem to meet. How charming il
would be if we were in that ship, you and |
and were sailing away on it-away of
somewhere"
And then she-the young woman-maket
& few tiny marks right upon the deck of the
ship.
This is picture of you and me-" sht
says, sailing upon that ship, and we arr
going away-away off somewhere-somt
place that we will both like"
And so the work OF sketching goes on
Can any one be blamed If there are a few
Irregularities in the outline Of a pictur.
which is produced under such charming cir.
cumstances as this
As the season, that is, the seashore season
begins to draw to close, goodbye scenes
and farewell greetings are becoming every
day affairs. AS usual, flowers are til,
things for remembrance, and the seashort
girl tries her very best to secure few t
give TO those in whose memory she wishe
to be cherished after the season and tn,
flowers have become things of the past
Very few seashore places rejoice in flower
gardens, aud so a long walk must be takeI
back into the country, and then permission
must be obtained from the farmers wife
to go into her garden and pick little nose
gay. Sweet peas are the passing fancy o
the hour, and If the young woman can fine
these, she may consider herself very fortu
nate, for they keep a long, long time, anC
are 40 dainty that the young man to whom
she gave them must think sweet thoughts
of the River as often as bis eye falls upor
,, the lapel Of his coat. He may take off the
: coat, throw it down, wear a tennis blazel
: for an hour or two, and forget that there il
such thing in the world as sweet pea:
, and farewell words, and yet, when he gOe.
back 10 that particular coat, even if it /!
twenty-four hours later, he will find those
, dear little blossoms still sweet, brigh.
pretty and fragrant Long may the sweet
peas blooml
There is naughty story told OF certain
Bohemian girl who is somewhat on the or
der of girl bachelor. She had gone away
for the summer and for some reason thai
she could not really explain to herself hal
permitted the attentions of a certain younG
: dude in the neighborhood. In a LITTLE
while she grew tired of him. and so she
played trick on him. She secured a Ger.