The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-08-25

Narragansett Pier. Aug. 24.-This is thS
one watering place in the country where
even the swelis. the extremely smart set
throw aside propriety and enjoy them
selves. There seems 10 be something in
the cir that excites a desire 10 be ram
pant. Nothing else expresses 1t. The
matron and the maid, clothed in dignity
and gowned quietly over at Newport,
come here, throw aside their dignity, put
on bright red frocks. and start out TO
have a good time. The historical brass
band no longer exists. for the beautiful
and gay southern women who composed
Ct are now steady-going matrons more
interested in small daughters and sons
than in acting like his satanic majesty
and. 10 be slangy, raising Cain. Here
the red parasol is seen in all its glory.
Here no frock is too loud. or too ex-
IRENE, not TO harmonic with the ocean
and the people. And here girls who
walk languidly through dance at some
other place whirl about wildly and YER
itably take steps.
The observed Of all observers this aft
ernoon was a Boston girl, who appeared
in a bright crimson mohair frock, a hat
of crimson straw. with white roses on it,
white gloves, white shoes and stockings
and crimson silk parasol with an enor-
nous white ribbon bow on it. And this
came from Bostonl Even its dignity gets
lost some place between home and the no.
tel The fad just now is, oddly enough,
not for bathing. not for dancing, not for
driving. though all these are INDUCED In,
but for wading The average American
woman has handsome legs. and one or
two Of her who saw the French women
Wading at Trouville realized exactly how
coquettish it was and introduced the fash
ion here. 1t looks very naughty. 1t Is the
half revealing, half cOncealing business
which is always wicked, but fascinating.
Mile. Coquette starts out for a walk with
her admirers. one is on each side of her,
one walks in front carrying some of her
belongings, and another walks behind with
her fan in charge, and sullSy expression
on his face. Her ladyship is gowned in
white muslin with innumerable pale blue
ribbons and cascades Of laces. ripping all
over 1t. while her big leghorn hat has
upon il a wreath of forget-me-nots and
great blue ribbon bows. When the water
is reached. she looks at the bathers for
awhile, realizes that they get their hair
frightfully wet. risk breaking their arms
as they hang on a rope, and looks ugly,
and she eurls her lip as she thinks how
little they know Of the real art of fiirt-
ing. Then she hands her parasol to one
man, takes off her gloves. and gives them
TO another, seats herself on a rock and
permits the favored one TO unite her
Shoes
Ace. 4ts- - - ,~5o~s ~,ttb thn atr ~ a
general, this regiment to fall TO the rear,
and she takes Off her shoes and stockings.
She gathers her skirts well up and walks
into the briny deep. Her ankles are white
and well turned. and she holds her dress
up just high enough to protect 1t from the
water. She advances. the water is to her
ankles She goes little further, it is
midway of her legs. She sees great wave
coming. gives a coquettish scream and
runs back 10 dry land TO be received with
loud praise about her bravery and an ad-
miration that looks all that 1t thinks.
but doesn't say It
The English woman seldom has hand
some ankles. The German woman possess
ses thick, short. stumpy appendages, that
it is a shame to call by civilized name.
The French woman has a well-shaped
foot, without a blemsh; a small ankle,
high instep, but above the ankle there
is not a curve which beauty demands, and
which the American, possesses to perfec-
ton. A woman asked me- by letter, 10 tell
again little romance that I told of years
ago. / recited il to the girl who waded
this afternoon. and now 1 will give il to
you. 1t Is story about a lady and her
beautiful white legs, and how they stood
her in good stead when she was in trouble
When King Charles was fighting Crom-
well and learning to his sorrow that bull
iys could beat gentlemen, the oldest
daughter of very loyal house forgot
herself and fell in love with a neighbor
who was a Puritan. Love triumphed over
politics and locksmiths, and these two
were wed. Often of a night the little lady
would wrap herself up in her cloak, and.
attended by her maid who was in the
secret, would steal to the place where her
husband was garrisoned and spend the
night there. At last a blabbing soldier
reported that this gentleman was being
visited by closely-cloalSed figures. and he
believed, because his captain was a we'll
bred man and many of his family were
royalist, that he might have the faint of
royalty to the king still in him. and that
these visitors might be spies Very quick
~ Cromwell sent soldiers to watch The
second night after their arrival the
shrouded figures entered. The soldiers
waited for an hour and then knocked at
the door and demanded admission. The
captain refused II. A threat was made
that the door would be broken down.
Then the captain said. You know there
is no way by which any human being can
get out of this room without passing YOU.
/ promise to let you in, provided you are
perfectly quiet, put your hands on moth
ing, march around the room and then
leave it." The soldiers scarcely under
stood, but they agreed. The door was
opened. The first who entered marched
UP TO the bed, on which could be seen a
figure entirely covered with a sheet The
soldier started to pull the coverlid off. The
captain interposed and said, you prom
ised 70 touch nothing" The soldiers in
sisted that this was perhaps one of the
Stuarts, The captain swore that it was
not At last, as they seemed determined
10 see who it was, the brave Puritan said:
Gentlemen, I will prove to you that IIn-
der that cover there rests one who is not
only Stuart, but not a man.
Here was this room fun of soldiers
There was a silence like death II almost
seemed as if they could hear a hear,
beating under the satin sheet. Going 10
the foot Of the bed, the captain raised
this cover and slowly, carefully and even
" rolled IL uD digpiaVinnr n THE oor, -,