The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1903-07-23
Sg3omaen Of the
yachting 6g1orld

IFE on the sea! Days and nights
upon a roomy, comfortable. easy
seagoing yacht, ones very own,
sailing on and on, north, south,
,tround the world, anywhere desire
leads, 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 it is agreeable, then to steam
away in your comfortable home where
YOU list. niayhap when summer comes
to Bering sea to watch the seals gam
Dol 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 sky! All the
waters are before us where to choose
To gather from all the madding, COM
monplace crowd your few best beloved
and take them with you on and on to
study to read, to practice music, to
dreaml To dress once 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is out of date.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
7 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, untrammeled by conventions, is
not imposSib BILE. There are women who
have lived it, who are living it. Lady
Brassey lived it 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 it with
those of her children who love the sea
as she does. She sails her own yacht.
Part of the time it 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 any port where the wish impels her
to 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 ii 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
out life of fashionable society. She
/ turned her back on it all suddenly one
day and would no more of it. 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