The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1892-09-03

a. Trrr.. n. Angust e., 1894.

Sr. TERESA, Fla, August %, lS0S.
TO the Editor Of the FLoRDaxx:
The last rays of the setting sun fell IN
glorious splendor last Wednesday even
ing ON three pleasure parties bent on get
ting all the mirth and gladness out OF the
fast waning hours. That staunch little
craft the Maud NJ. carried out party NO.
l, upder the kind care Of Capt. Philips,
for sail in honor of one Of the popular
young gallants, Mr.. L. D. B., Jr, and
given by Miss M. D. L. and others of his
charming young lady friends. But TOR
the remembrance of the sad parting so
soon to take place the sail would have
been a lively one. Saying goodbye,
however, to ''the girl one leaves behind
is not conducive to merriment, and the
Walkatomica was to carry off on the
morrow this handsome young beau. On
the breeze foated the melody of 'White
Wings" Sailing" and number of
sweet old songs-old and yet new enough
to give pleasure to singer and listener.
Party No. was under the guidance OF
that most efficient getter up of excur-
sions and prince of good fellows, Mr.. l.
S. p, and if they sometimes turn out
more of pleasure exertions' than other
wise the fault does not lie at the door of
this indefatigable worker for the happi-
ness of others. Light flew the two boats
full of human freight over the blue
waters to the scoloping ground, and
lighter and full of joyous anticipation
were the hearts of the ladies thinking Of
from this occasion Of blended work and
fun, but alas! fthe best laid schemes of
mice and men, eic. Arriving at the
scolloping grounds or Grassy Point, the
oars were laid aside and in grabbing garb
out stepped the party, prepared to do
battle valiantly on the crabs and scollops
Alas! and alas! the further they go the
less "stuck on' and more stuck in is this
brave crowd. No longer breakfast is an
ticipated, but thoughts of "home and
mother" are uppe rmost, and after an
hour and half of hard wading in black
mud they are rescued. Glad indeed are
they to see the CHEEKY fire under the Lone
Pine.
The third and last party presided over
by the queen cook, Miss Sadie l., and
INDUCED in by all the youngest cry Of
this little island city.
To sound of the trumpet and man
date from the queen, the meeting of the
clan takes place ''exactly at and not be-
fore o'clock Also in obedience to her
order contributions pour in. Oysters
from G. L., jr, roasted and opened by
John Ellis n; a most obliging and re-
specttd subject. Crakers. cakes, meal,
bacon, ETC., continue to pour in, and by
the time the gill net is pulled in by r. b.,
jr., S. NJ, G. W., G. L., B. A. NJ, jr..
'Little Buddy" F. W. and Guy ". the
camp fire is burning brightly, and it's
ruddy glow reflected on the queen cook
reveals her skirts tucked up, arms bare
and altogether fitted to preside over the
feast. Bare-f oted are the dainty little
subjects and they run to do the bidding
of their queen with winged feet. Oh! We
gods! take in the picture, if you can
pine knot fire, beaming faces, youthful
hearts, dark background of woods, blue
sea rolling up on the beach at the very
feet of the youthful fish flyers" Not
even the drawback of a very few drops OF
rain can dampen the ardor of this merry
band. Borne upon the air is the sound
of their sweet voices, also the odor of
fried fish and batter cakes, and long
after the crescent moon had gone to rest
did this successful "thlrd party claim
the day. Teresa forever!
SEA EOAM