The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-09-06
Nothing to show for Her Efforts but
Sunburn and BIisters.

From the Chicago News.
Talk about the Implicitly of women"
groaned Peggy, dabbing on a fresh ap-
plication of lemon juice and rose wa
ter. 1--WE had an experience which con-
yinces me that man is about ten times
as two-sided as any girl ever dared
to be-
That makes him twenty sided" re-
marked the girl across the room. mo
wonder you found him complex"
Sheer If you like" went on Peggy,
this time selecting the cucumber cream
from the array of lotions on her dress
ing table. IF you'd spent the time that
l have in getting all this tan on my
poor skin and all these blisters on my
hands from those awful oars and all
these aches in my muscles in my at
tempt to appear strong and unafraid.
you'd see the other side of the mat
ter. And after it is all over that limp,
weak little Nellie Glover is wearing
Toms solitaire, and I haven't any
thing to show for my efforts but sun
burn, blisters and a good lesson.
Nell and went across the lake to-
gether and Tom was there when we
arrived. He was an old friend of
Brother Jim's, so, we got to know him
Immediately. He was fine and big and
athletic, and Jim said he was their
college idol. He got to be mine and
Nellie's and all the other girls in about
two days. You know that l am not
given to helping man along, but Tom
won me from the first, so after 1 had
logically concluded that he would like
the athletic girl best I packed away
my dimities and laces and began my
campaign with duck shirts, stiff shirt
waists, ugh-and-ready hats and I'M
compromising linen stocks. If you
knew the agony I underwent rowing
heavy boats, bathing in Icy waves,
running RACES in horrid, shifty sand
and trying to develop muscle, appetite
and tan like professional you would
sympathize with me instead of grim
ming like that
Nell, it seems, is deep, in spite of
her baby hands, and her angel blue
eyes. She took to trailing about in
yards of lace and lawns, with silly
open-work stockings, ridiculously high
heeled slippers and big, dropping, rose
covered hats, while she never forgot
her fluffy parasols and snowy gloves.
1t suited me very we'll for her to take
Tom off my Hands when we returned
to the hotel after a days tramping or
boating, for it gave me chance to
catch my breath. When he danced
with her at the hops 1 didn't care, for
I was too dead tired to know two
step from a reel. Besides, Tom seemed
to admire me more and more, called
me 'plucky' and liked my staying
powers He told me his ideal woman
was one who could do and dare So
I rubbed my weary, overtaxed mus
cles with alcohol and drank milk and
raw eggs to keep me in tone-and
waited.
THE night before we were to come
home they gave a farewell dance. I
was too worn out after rowing with
Tom all afternoon to keep my eyes
open, so l slipped off to dark corner
of the porch to rest. And there, Just
around the corner. was that big, de-
ceitful Tom, humbly begging the friv-
ulous Nell to condescend to love him.
"She was crying-like the old-fash-
Toned girl who buried her face on her
lovers shoulder-and she sobbed:
"'I was afraid T-Tom, dear, that you
loved Peggy
"And-would you believe it?-Tom
laughed and replied:
'Peggy's all right to pull a boat or
swing a brassie, but I want to love
my wife, not be afraid of her muscle
II gave my stiff shirtwaists to the
chambermaid and dropped my dumb
bells into the lake. Do you think it's
too late, dear, to lay in a supply of
simple white muslin frocks with baby
blue sashes? And how can l learn to
endure slippers two sizes too small for
me-"