St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-08-28
MADE OF ICE CREAM.
A Lake Story of the Origin of the
Tickle Summer
Girl.
took OF His Changing
Nature.

The origin of the summer girl has
given the mythOlOgist chance. Out at
the Lake Park, couple Of nights ago,
half a dozen of the pretty creatures
whose charms have been the rage of the
male summerers for a season were
seated in circle, discussing the ap-
proach Of the end. There were vary
wisdom of closing lake hotels just when
the season was at its best, and at last
the conversation turned OH the women
who have been and departed like pro-
ceSSion of brilliant consultations during
the last eight weeks. Some of them
We're referred to as last years crowd"
while others came under the classical
ton of blossoms"
1t was the Count Engalitcheff, who,
approaching the coterle with his mil
ltary stride, announced that he had
solved problem of no little Importance
to foreigner who might at fome future
period be tempted to write book on
the glOries of Minnetonka summer.
And the problem, COunt?' inquired
typical summer beauty, whose dainty
form was dangerously outlined against
the wickerworh of a reclining chair.
calm reply. IL have been searching
the pages OF mythology for the origin of
that delightful creation, the summer
girl. and although L have as yet failed
Ito locate her haunts during the So
called hibernating period"
Where do flies began darling
young thing, who was vigorously fight
ing mosquitoes with a sailor hat held by
the ribbons, but the count paid no at
tention to the interruption.
Zone day." he said. drawing a chair
near to the little circle of gosSipers,
'tProteus came mp out of the sea. l be-
lieve it was at Saratoga or Bar Harbor,
for Proteus was god of the sea. and
not lover of fresh water. 1t was high
noon, and at that hour the old man
used to sun himself under the rocks.
On this occasion he saw seated on a
water-washed projection a maid of
wondrous beauty. ProteuS instantly
tell deeply IN love with her. The more
he gaZed, the more hopeless became his
passion. and at last this hoary subject
of Neptune drew near 10 the object of
| his alteration.
+ "'Oh. thou queen of beauty hn be-
gan, give ear now to the supplication
of thy slave. A mansion of pearls and
precious stones. the gold and silver of
the deep. shall be thine and all its In
habitants thy subjects, if thou wilt be
mine. All the treasures of the deep l
will place at thy feet, o queen. Say,
wilt go with me?'
'''Not on your life,' she made answer,
and Proteus wept in the bitterness of
his heart. So AFFECT was his grief that
he changed himself into wave and
rolled despondentlY back into the deep.
"'Oh, for a breeze sighed the maid
on the rock, and the old god heard her.
He descended into the depths and be-
sought of Neptune the intercession of
his power to rouse the sluggish wind.
Neptune was in good humor, and
the breeze came. Then said the maid.
as Proteus once more gaZed on her, If
only ! had some ice cream now
'Instantly the scaly god doubled up,
and again sought his king in the deep
sea mansion.
: ".What would you now?' asked Nep-
tune, and Proreus answered with bowed
head, Ice cream
"'rhen Neptune was wroth at the im-
portunity of his lieutenant, and in
stantly caused him to be changed into a
dish of ice cream and set before the
maid on the rock.
so ended Proteus.
From that moment he was part of
the maiden, and her nature became
changeable as his had been. She W as
false and true by turn, grave ana gay,
laughing and sad-faced. serious and
frivolous in alternate breaths. So came
the summer girl"