The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-08-03
SHERIFF SEEKS
 BEACH NAIAD
WOodm0nt up in Arms to Dis cover Identity of Bathing Girl in Red, a Vision
 OfLOI elineSS

Woodmont-on-the-So has a shocking mystery, so shocking that it threatens to depopulate the charming resort, or to speak more accurately to defeminize the place, for every wom an there says she will not stay day longer unless the mystery is solved Or resolved into thin air, she would much prefer the latter disposal of the mystery.
 In all earnestness this mystery has So excited the little town that the sheriff as the keeper of law and or der in the otherwise peaceful town has been appealed to. Some one has sug gested that Anthony Comstock should be brought up from New York.
 And this mystery that has all Wood mysteries the French say, Find the woman,'' and that's what Woodmont- CTS are trying to do, find the woman and find out who she is, in fact they say with some emphasis if Sheriff Ryder doesn't find her, there'l be something doing there for there,il be no one to do 1t. Who is she? That's what everyone would like to know. As far as looks go the men all say Shes a pippin." Some call her "The Flam- ingo?" others '"The Lady in Scarlet" !" But no one has yet seen her close to.
 Every afternoon now for three days, promptly at o'clock as the clock strikes, there is an air of expectancy about the road that leads to the beach.
 Arrayed in brilliant red satin bath ing attire of none too ample material, indeed, to conceal the aphrodite form of the Woodmont beach, a suit of flaming color so bright that it may be seen far down over the meadows, cut decollette, back and front, and my lady trips it to the bathing beach. What does she look like?" man was asked yesterday. well, she looks mighty wftching to me, that's all I know about her. he said. The women on the hotel porches and along the line at the bathing beach look at but peek through their handkerchiefs to see her. ''The hussy; vulgar crea- ture; how perfectly shocking; did you ever hear of anything like it?"
 ''Just to think of it!'' said the ma irons on the beach. "Why the idea, we can't think of bathing with that creature. How very, very immodest!'
 What could they do? The only thing seemed to appeal to the police. represented in the town by Sheriff Ryder You must arrest her, Sher- iff" What could the sheriff do? A woman has the privilege of appearing in any outfit she wished to provided Su0 QO6S IOL lIiuCCCL1tly OApO6S HCI ISOiA' "But', the women expostulated, cit is indecent exposure. No lady would do such thing" The sheriff determined to see for himself
 Yesterday the Lady in Red, who. many are of the opinion is chorus girl out of an engagement did not appear on the beach, although the sheriff was down there with a sub- poena waiting to serve it. He waited for more than two hours, then he went home, telling the feminine bath CTS to fight 1t out among themselves, if she carae..s fEts
 What everyone would like to know now is who is she. One man said he has been at Woodmont for eight sum mers and knew almost everyone in the town but he couldn't tell who she was. What cottage she comes from no one can discover. She is out on the walk before anyone knows how she got there. and she slips back in the same way. 'Is she pretty" a woman was asked, Mercy, mo-" she answered, "terribly vulgar and coarse but the men say beautiful.