Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-07-14

either married or as good as married.
These others scandalize no one They are
pillows, laughing wavelets, bits of scenery.
And they merge so into the one great type
of triumphant young married woman, bare
armed and bare-legged, that it Is study to
tell which is which Is it Nine. x, the
blooming wife of the Paris lawyer, or Mile
Y. the charming actress of the Bouffes-
de-Neuilly? Nine. X faithfully initiates
Mile. Y in her costumes, couture and en-
tire get-up. Mile Y, in return. has
copied the high-bred reserve and social
graces of the lawyers lady.
All of them wear one of two sorts of
bathing-dress One is sleeveless, clinging
Jersey, also skirtless. 1t Is rather daring
In particular when the lady wears a big
straw hat Straw hats are almost fast
as stockings. and the reason is obvious.
Straw hats and stockings both proclaim the
lady is not going in single mindediy for a
plain bath. The bath demands a mar
motto for the hair.
Did you ever keep your hair dry with a
marmotte? 1t is a waterproof silk hand
kerchief device, with two long ends for
tying. like old southern nanny with
her red bandanna. 1t goes, also, with the
second type of costume. which is absolutely
like the first, except that 1t Is made Of
serge or taffeta 1t may have a skirtlet,
but it does not call for stockings. really a
mark of frivolity, proclaiming that the fair
one wishes to attract attention by disloyal
competition, a reproach in commerce, &C
tionable In law courts, while In the world
of good women-unless Schopenhauer errs-
the combine against 1t safeguards numer-
GUS virtues.
But they wouldn't go without shoes for
anything. Show their feet? Oh, oh! Be-
sides. not to shoes is like wearing a
big straw haiti suggests that the lady is
gotten up for loafing on the beach. If she
Is going into the water, she has got to wear
her shoes. The waves bring up million of
small boulders to these beaches. Very sell
dom do you find an inclined plane-like
that of Trouville-of smooth sand: the dip
of the beach is like the inside of a saucer.
and the surf booms up against the edge of
ii like battering ram. 1t strikes the fair
ones with mighty thump and lifts them
up and turns them over. Without shoes
they would get stone-bruised.
A Charming Sight.
Yesterday we had this truth presented to
us in what promised to be a charming sight.
Two gentlemen from London had taken off
their shoes and stockings to wade. The ell
der, scanty-haired brunette with mus
tache, dyed blue black, Wore a monocle,
checked trousers and steamer-cap, and q
pearl-gray sack coat His companion, a
tall and bony blond, had pink blazer over
cream-colored fiannels. Both had rolled
their pants up to the knees. All the air
was full of spring, full of warblers on the
wing, and every breeze that shook the shore
seemed to say 1t Ger and DER just wait till
these halry-legged foreigners strike the
flint-stones in that back-water!
"Oh, say, Davier' shieked the blond
as he went ker-fop on his back, brandsh-
ing three bleeding toes in the air.
MY word, Witlie!" moaned the other, as
he stood on leg nursing a punctured
heel.
Above, on little grass-coyered cliff, three
French girls rolled and shrieked with
laughter: "Aoh. yes they are SO dr-r-r-ole,
these Anglishesl
They are, and the French beach is
agashed at unknown sights and puzzling
sounds. Wasn't that a kiss? 1t sounded
like COW pulling her foot out of the mud.
Yet IL Is only anuPi-facad English moth
er blessing her golden haired babe behind
a boat or a pair of fourteen-year-old En-
glish sweethearts working off some philo-
pena bets.
"Aoh, yes: Shocking! Spik Anglish"
giggle the French girls. Thus they get
even with the English for looking askance
at their abbreviated bathing-costumes!
STERLING HELLO.