The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1903-06-17

IFE on the seal Days and nights
upon roomy, comfortable, easy
L. seagoing yacht, ones very own.
sailing on and on, north, south.
around the world, anywhere -desire
leadsi In winter cruising in the Medi-
terranean or. better still, in the far isles
of the oriental tropics, in Samoa, in
Feejee, in the cocoanut belt among the
brown Malay folk. where the parrots
scream in the palm trees and the mon
keys leap and make faces like eerie
dwarfs, To stay in one place just so
long as il is agreeable, then to steam
away in your comfortable home where
you list. mayhap when summer comes
10 Bering sea to watch the seals gam
boil and the whales spout, to see the
midnight sun go down in continuous
daylight and the red green and gold of
the wonder of the universe. the arctic
aurora borealis, shoot its glorious giant
arrows of light across the skyi All the
waters are before us where to choose.
To gather from all the madding. COM
monplace crowd your few best beloved
ana take them with you on and on TO
study, to read, to practice music, TO
dream, To dress once a day and done
with it and have nobody on that yacht
tell you your last years FIVE gored skirt
is out of date
On and on through summer seas with
the best beloved, who never quarrel.
never meet you sweetly and lovingly
and then. vulgarian like. turn and rend
you as soon as you are out of sight.
who never masticate audibly at table.
never chew toothpicks or pick their
teeth before folk or grab for the biggest
orange or the bit of steak next the
T bone. who take a bath every day and
never talk through their noses. who are
always gentle hammered. these best be-
loved. and sweet tempered and sincere.
who meet your courtesy with courtesy,
your kindness with kindness, and who
are faithful unto death, even as you are
TO them,
Yet even this ideal life free as the
wind. untrammele6 by conventions. is
not impossible There are women who
have lived it, who are living it. Lady
Brassey lived IL with her husband Sir
Thomas. and wrote enhancing books
of her sea wanderings. Mrs. Lucy Car
negie. widow of Thomas Carnegie and
sister-in-law of Andrew, lives IL with
those of her children who love the sea
as she does She sails her own yacht
Part of the time 1t rides at anchor off
Cumberland island. Fernandina bay.
Florida. near the winter house of the
family. Months at a time, however,
Mrs Carnegie passes at sea, touching
at anv port where the wish impels her
10 stop. The youngest daughter. Miss
Nancy. received much of her educa ton
on the yacht, one cabin being fitted up
as a schoolroom, delightful. sunny, with
the pure salt air floating through leav-
ing as il passed health and mind power.
Upon a yacht at sea would be the
ideal place for a poet or author. The
most tired out. drained. Slapped literary
mack could gain inspiration there.
Some years ago a young lady. Miss
Susan de Forest Day, wearied of the
perpetual dress parade and wrong side
ont life of fashionable society. She
turned her back on it all suddenly one
day and would no more of II. Down in
New York harbor she went and chose
out for herself a comfortable, powerful
schooner yacht the Scythian. easy rid
ing and steady, able TO cope with rough
seas as well, just fast enough, but not
too fast for reposeful. roomy cruising
Miss Day fitted up this vessel with the
luxuries of modern life on shore, and
when all was ready she silently went
forth in IT without so much as bidding
farewell to Mrs. Grundy, whom she left
behind. She sailed the seas and lived
her life. When supplies were needed
she touched at the nearest port for
them, and then off again over the blue
green water. At long intervals the
Scythian dropped anchor in New York
harbor, and then the papers contained
an item that Miss Susan de Forest Day