New-York tribune., 1901-08-18

''Pve won some races and gained a bracelet FOR
the high dive"
because she has such an endearing little way of
crunching eligible young men up body and
honeS-doeS she natate. the Americans say?''
Swim? Like a bladder of lard"' said Connie
disgusiedly. "Walopins is the word for it, See
h6ie" She puffed out her fair cheeks and
waved her arms, and gave on the whole, a not
too exaggerated imitation of the aquatic frolics
nf the lady in question, and Molly shrieked with
laughte~-
Women never humorous unless they're
jealous" she said. wiping her brimming eyes
when the performance was over.
Jealous! Do yOu suppose ?'- Connie was
beginning. when the other cut her short.
jealous? of course you are, And. if you
want To cut out your hated rival-do it in the
water Don't you have aquatic show OFF days
when the male club members race in the big
swimming bath and the women sit in the bal
comics and bet on the fayoritp: and vice versa
when the women splash and the men look on?"
Mollys eyes tWinked as she stopped To whisper
in Comics ear. Pull her under-duck her
make her appear an idiot when Freddy Lori
ker is looking on. and she may hold up her finger
until she perishes. after that. without getting
him back Trust me, 1 know mem" said Molly
oh, you dear, darling, clever thing"
screamed Connie. falling on her friends neck in
rapture. And they went together to the Dips
Club. and lunched al the very next table to
Mrs lie Quesne. and she very kind and con
descending to Lady Connie-so much so that
Lady Connie would have given worlds to be able
to hurl a outlet at her rivals head and challenge
her a duel with pickle forks. Then. just he
fore the second course. the curtains dividing the
Gentlemen's Grill from the Ladies' Restaurant
flew apart-and Freddy LOrriker arose and
drifted with the tide in the direction of his
chantreSsS table
There's your little girl Tippy." said the en-
chantress who had ncknames for all her vic
tins. she haughtily motioned .-e captain to
an opposing chair. Looks washy and lovelorn
doesn't she? oh. you cruel mani She shook
her finger playfully.
Hang 1t. Nita." protested the slave. turning
as scarlet as his mustache-pOor Connie called
it ''auburn"-''yOure too bad! She-she heard
what said I'm she did "
And them" The enchantress arched her art
fully darkened eyebrows.
oh, and then-you know jolly Well" grOwled
the miserable Freddy. whose power of repartee
limited as his power Of resistance shell
he hurt. You women so jolly fond OF hurtin'
one another"
But the eyes that met his next minute were
untrOubied-the face OF Lady Connie perfectly
serene How do you do she nodded To the cap
tain Are YOU quite well again. and shall We
you at the bi-monthly frog match"
Frog match" was the newly invented term
for a club swimming contest
oh ycs''' returned Freddy brilliantly That
isl hope so, Though I've no cause 10 be very
fond Of water-after South Africa"
But there dead horses Beers in our
swimming bath" said Lady Connie. and the
high dive is the best anywhere. Twenty feet
deep that end. you know. DO try II one day.
Mrs lie ouesne, It's perfectly heavenly! You
run right To the end Of the board. poise your
self. shut your eyes. ana down You GO like a.
stone" suggested Freddy Lorriker.
Like an arrow corrected Lady Connie Then
she gave little nod to the enchantress and an
other 10 Freddy and tripped away. leaving two
images before the mental vision Of the warrior.
one being fair slender. virginal form clad in
cIinging garments of pale blue and white, with
a taunty cap on its golden hair. poised for "A
swalIowlike flight: the other that Of "A brunette
of rather efiorescent personality and pronounced
embonpoint. balanced awkwardly on the end Of
an elastic plank He writhed little this,
and excused himself by saying that he had a
twinge of his African cramp.
Little cat" thought Mrs. lie Quesne. noting
the labored lie and reading Freddy like a book
And being clever woman she then and there
formulated her mental VOW never to enter the