Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-07-30

it unless I get beyond the breaker line.
Can you?"
1 replied that my expectation was not to
swim in such turbulent. crashing water.
I related too. an incident concerning my
own aforetime inclination to swim beyond
the breaker line. 1t had happened when
was very young and very vain per-
son. had planted bunch of girls on
the sand and then struck into the sea
for the purpose of showing them how
strong was. 1t might have been thought
that I was bound for the Madeira Islands.
But had been yanked out of the water
on that occasion by a couple OF life
guards and had been incontinently and
f1umiliatingly rolled over a barrel, to the
intense delight Of my rivals for the af-
fections Of the girls whom 1 had planted
on the strand to watch me in the act of
being strong.
My military looking friend smiled over
this little recital. Some such incident had
appeared.
After some more talk, II wouldn't be
in the water at all If I were obedient
to my doctor man." said my fine, hardy
looking middle-aged beach acquaintance
HE only permitted me to come to the
seashore this time on condition that I'd
keep out of the surf"
That seemed odd. He was the last
man one would have thought to be in
capacitated by the least imaginable all
ment for sea bathing. Something of this
sort l expressed.
II quite agree with YOU" he replied.
smiling at the thought of there being
anything the matter with him. But my
doctor man says differently. He is SO
lacking in sense of fitness or of humpr
as to inform me that have a weak heaft.
That is why he warned me to stay out
Of the surf. It's absurd, of course. I've
been bathing In surf all my life. And
there's nothing the matter with my heart.
The good chap imagines it. I have an
occasional period Of heart palpitation,
like other men who grow a bit careless
occasionally in eating and drinking; but
as for anything fundamental being the
matter with my heart and he broke
off with a laugh.
1t seemed well grounded laugh, too.
1t filled my mind with recollections Of.
queer and wrong diagnoses by medical
men. This man beside me was too rug
superior physically In every way, to
have anything in the world of fact or
medicine the matter with him. Thus
thought /. sitting there gazing at him
as he spoke.
This doctor lad Of mine is ten years
younger than t. he went on. note OF
amusement in his tone, but I've wagered
him a hat that I shall outlive him. with
all of his gloomy representations as
to the state of my cardiac organ. If /
win the bet, I am to wear the hat my
self-our heads are OF a size
After a few moments more of inconse-
quent tall he took a short dip I'm the
outer edge Of the water to get the sand
off his bathing suit. and then returned to
his bathroom to dress. nodding agreeably
to me as he passed by where still sat.
About twenty minutes later, while still
lolling in that same sand spot. 1 heard
the stir Of excited but 4subdued voices
coming from the direction of the Board
walk. which was only about thirty feet
from where l lay. l turned upon an ell
bow and glanced in that direction.
In the dimness under the Boardwalk
four relocated beach guards, headed by
a policeman were carrying long, coffin
shaped wicker basket. bound around by
two heavy straps. had seen wicker