The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1902-12-14

on the Firth Of Clyde. but newly In from
Adelaide. II IL q very modern young
woman who smooths the waters for the
boys Of the lnverkip-alinos' shirt
girl. but hill-busted and strong-limbed like
all her sisters 81 the deep.
How could they breathe the air they
breathe and live the life they live and not
all out their robes round their stockings
with a generous fulness? Surely this n no
place FOR slender. fragile beauties. Let
The Inverkip's girl comes 20 us hat in
hand. a sailor hat such as girls wear even
now in summertime, and she isht cay
over eighte cen, though she's seen the world
pretty well and has swished her skirts IN
mos, Of the big ports Of all its grand divi-
sions.
Next down the line is the full-rgged
ship SLEEVE Bawn, a name that dwells In
your memory like har of sweet music,
the name undoubtedly Of some Irish hill.
She, too. has ploughed the waves all TIE
way from Australia. and the woman al her
forefront may well IN q been some Irish
princess who lived on the slopes Of Sieve
Bawn in long-ago time when ladies wore
decoleta gowns TO breakfast IL they felt
like it and didn't pile their back hair on top
Of their heads. Raven black are her curls
and there il a fush on her cheeks and on her
ample bosom.
II there's a gay princess on the prov Of
the Sieve Bavn there's good earnest piety
the homo port J.. a hand holding cross
and the legend Deus providebit.' God
will provide.
The Oran rests on the other side OF the
wharf from the Sieve Bawn. The lady
who greets you from under her howsprit
is probably a character in a wlkie Collins
novel OF thirty years ago, the Woman in
White, maybe. or her far more clever
sister, or perhaps that enterprising red
haired adventures in Arnladale. whom
you can't help liking,
No flowing treeses. no audacious low
neck here. A trim, prim woman, with
the hair smoothed back from her brow,
an oval cameo brooch al her throat. though
there may d. vivacious spirit under her
sober gown. The women were not all
prunes and pri-ms even when they locked
20. but women 81 this kind seem more
in their element AZ the tea table than on
the stems OF British bark-.
More like queen than any other marine
goddess now in port IL the dgurehead Of the
Thetls, n Dundee bark that comes To Us
from Sydney. How well her crown be-
, comes her,
day last week was a woman. II was a
ladies matinee.
But there are men apenty sailing the
sea under the prows Of the great square
ringers -Neptunes from The Hydrologic
past. heroes Of Morse legends and mighty
marines tNa' COulQ ma Mn III no literature
and among no people. but mighty, never
theless and good 10 look upon.
Once in a while humorist tries his hand
AZ this form Of decoration-as in the ship
that used 20 tie up here With an lrishinan
smoking his pipe for headpiece-but it,
poor ploce for ie>ting.
Figureheads are not nearly 50 common
a. they used 10 be- Modern marine arch-
lecture has barred them out Nearly
every fsherman's cottag" az Marblehead
hos an old one above the door. and there
are others by the hundred rcpo,ing in
the dusty lofts OF sailmakers. cast aside
in the junk heap. Of >hipyards and broken
up along with the traditions that they
typifed.
rs an old-time street 20 which these
banks bring their commerce. Anchors.
chains and capStans lie upon tho dingy
doors,eps and fill the cellar ways; coils of
rope are stacked upon the floors; b!nnacles
and lanterns sH'r ging in N. Windows; oil
and 'ar and oakum fill ~" shelves aud
store rooms inside. Unfamiliar smells are
heavy in the air. and YOU know tia, they
are not OF the earth. earth, bu' Of the
sea
In the retail shops are masters caps