The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-08-02

the boat letting the line trail into the water
with alluring bait, and then. the girl bache-
lor fixes the boat cushions, SO that they ex-
actly fit her back, leans back upon them,
opens her book and prepares for lovely
long day Of absolutely sweet do~nothing-
ness.
Does the girl bachelor ever feel the lack
of a male companion to share this sweet
comfort with here If she does, she makes
no moan. Having been her own best fell
low. for the past season, at least, she feels
perfectly capable Of being her own best fell
low forevermore. And il she is like most of
the girl bachelors you and have seen, she
will. even while admitting that she does not
find mems society unpleasant, say that she
prefers her own company TO that OF any
mans society she has ever enjoyed. IL she
has a soft spot away down in the inmost
depths of her tender little heart for Charlie,
whom she left behind her in the hot city,
she will from time to time seek an opportu-
nifty to gaze at his portrait, and with a sign
ACKNOWLEDGES that absence does indeed make
the heart grow fonder.
But the girls are not all bachelors This
summer Oh, no indeed. The seashore has
been unusually gifted with beaux this year.
much to the delight of the maidens whose
summer 10. has been cast beside the old
ocean. During the week there may be
scarcity of men, but Saturday brings them
to the seashore in great and overwhelming
numbers And not until the following
Tuesday or Wednesday does the place know
them no more. Then they are gone for TWO
or three days, to re-appear again, fresh ana
debonnaire as ever, to delight the hearts OF
the maidens who await them by the SAD sea
waves.
On the beach-it was at Long Branch this
time. and the day is no longer ago than last
Fridav--several sweet, fair young creatures
were seated about talking OF all the little
contriyances which they had managed TO
discover for making their toilet complete
and keeping it so throughout the raVages OF
summer wear and tear.
"Ihayen't a maid with me this summer"
said one sweet young girl with cheeks Ike
peach and eyes like the blue forget ine-nots,
and whose hair crowned her mead with
golden radiance like halo, land having
no maid, | am obliged to do my own mend
ing. Actually, girls, l have to do my own
mendipg."
Gust fancy,n exclaimed all the other
sweet young girls present, Poor dear Sloyl,
how can you ever do anything 80 trying and
"But listen, girls, said Sibyl, land will
tell YOU how / manage, so that it isn't 30
yery. very dreadful after all. Although
Won must never tell Now promise me girls,
before tell you, that yon will keep 1t all a
dead secret and never breathe word OF 1t to
any living soul
ave promise" exclaimed all the girls in
chorus.
well, girls. since you promise never to
tell will let you into the secret. 1t IS court
plaster"
court plaster !" cried the astonished girls.
why, what do you meanW
II mean that | mead them with court
plaster. and it does the work beautifully,
and nobody is any the wiser. Yesterday
tore a hole in my parasol. my white silk
parasol, you know. 1t was dreadful hole
and would have taken me at least an hour
to mend it. Now what do you think did! L
took a square inch Of lovely white shiny
court plaster and pasted it on underneath,
and you could never see the place where 1t
was torn This morning mended my pink
silk blazer with piece of pink plaster, and
nv navy blue tennis suit is patched in two
places with black court plaster underneath.
And now, girls, are you sure there Is no.
body lookingP
of came a tiny black slipper, up came
a little stockinged foot, and on the sole
of it was--what do you think!--a postage
stamp.
There was hole there" whispered the
culprit guilty, land didn't even take the
trouble to cut a piece of court plaster. |
lust stuck on a postage stamp. And see
how beautifully it holds"
Taking lung bath is one Of the fancies
of the summer girl. 1t is too warm now &c
go for q brisk walk, but il is delightful to
sit out In the sun with an umbrella over