The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-06-14

Life on the sea! Days and nights upon . roomy, comfortable, easy seagoing yacht, one's very own. sailing on and on, north, south, around the world, any where desire leads. In winter cruising in the Mediterranean, 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 monkeys leap and make faces like eerie dwarfs! To stay in one place just so long as 1t is agreeable, then to steam away in your comfortable home where you list, mayhap when summer comes to Boring Sea to watch the seals gambol 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 bore alis. shoot its glorious giant arrows Of light across the slxyl 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 or 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 datel
 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 masti- cate audibly at table, who 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 q bath every day and never talk through their noses, who are always gentle man. nered and sincere, who meet your cour- tesy with courtesy, your kindness with kindness. and who are faithful unto death, even as you are to themi
 Yet even this ideal life. free as the
 wind, untrammeled by conventions. ia moi impossible. There are two women who
 have lived it. who are living 1t. Lady
 Brassey lived 1t with her husband, Sii Thomas, and wrote entrancing books oi her sea wanderings. Mrs. Lucy Carne gle, widow of Thomas Carnegie and sis | ter-in-law of Andrew, lives 1t with thos' of her childen who love the sea as sh'
 does. She sails her own yacht. Part O. the time it rides at anchor of Cumber
 land Island, Fernandina Bay, Florida
 near the winter house of the family
 Months at a time, however, Mrs. carne | gie passes at sea. touching at any DOT
 where the wish impels her to stop. Th'
 youngest daughter, Miss Nancy. received much of her education on the yacht, on' cabin being fitted up as a Schoolroom, de lightful, sunny, with the pure salt all
 floating through. leaving as 1t passed
 health and mind power.
 Upon 6 yacht at sea would be the idea
 place for 6 poet or author. The mos
 tired out, drained, sappy literary hacl
 could gain inspiration there.
 Some years ago a young lady. Mist
 Susan de Forest Day, wearied of thu
 perpetual dress parade and wrong sid' out life of fashionable society. She turn
 ed her back on it all suddenly one day
 and would no more of 1t. Down in New l York harbor she went and chose out fol herself 6 comfortable, powerful schooner yacht. the Scythian, easy riding ant
 steady, able to cope with rough seas al l well, just fast enough, but not too fas
 for reposeful, roomy cruising. Miss Day fitted up this vessel with the luxuries o
 modern life on shore. and when all wal
 ready she silently went forth in it with
 out so much as bidding farewell to Mrs
 Grundy, whom she left behind. She sail
 ed the seas and lived her life. Wher
 supplies were needed she touched at tht nearest port for them, and then of again over the blue green water. At long intervals the Scythian dropped anchor ir New York harbor. and then the papers contained an item that Miss Susan dc Forest Day had returned from a cruise in this or that water. But land had nc charms for Miss Day, and she never re- mained long. When she went she some times took with her two or three cher ished friends; again she sailed alone. ex- cept for necessary attendants. Here, too
 the seas enchantment had caught hold of. and it drew her ever ever more on ward over the foam topped waves.
 | In the ranks of the fashionable society that does things because other people do and that yachts in the season because | 1t is the time for those who are anybody
 to yacht several ladies in Amsv4ca have A love for the waters which is natural These few are themselves more or les! skiIlful in the management of a yacht
 Most notable, perhaps. of women wh' know the sea lore ont of their owI lheads Is Mrs. c. Oliver Iselin. She en ljoys the Tapping sail and the breeze ant the salt spray as much as her husband the famous yachtsman. does. In th great races of the Defender and the Co llumbie .(the first time) for the America cup, c. Oliver Iselin was in each cas- Ithe manager of the Yankee champion By his side was his wife. watching ever. move through her glass, suggesting NckaAr4n0 <srffiNfafy,g rrhA arAuR@ nR &.