Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-09-07

They were. could see three or four people movin
about the veranda; for we want more n half
block away. First off | spots Auntv. She's paradin
up and down. stiff and stately and along with her wad
dies a wide, dumpy female IN pink. And next, all in
white, and lookin' slim and graceful as an Easter
hly, makes out Vee also young gent in white fan
nes and striped tennis blazer He's smokin' Gig
arctic and swngin racket jauntv | could even hear
Wees laugh ripple out the water You remember
how she put 1t too nice, but awfully stupid Seems
she maxim the best of it, though.
And here was. in lra's baggy oilskins, my feet in
SIX inches of oily brine squattn the edge of smelly
hsh box tryln to hold down piece of custard pie! No.
that wa mt exactly the rosy picture | threw the
screen back in the Corrugated genra offices only
terday. Nothing like that! don't do any hoo hooin
or wave any private signals. | pulls the sticky SOU
wester further down over my eyes and squas lower
the boat.
3Look kind o gay and festive don't they?" says Eb
straghtenin up and wipin his hands on his corduroys
Who's the party in the tennis OUTFIT" says l.
;, "Hlm'" says Eb, gawpin ashore. Must be young
HOLSTER, that owns the mahogany speed boat Stuck
up young dude, guess. Wall, five traps to haul
and we're through, Son.
@Let's go haul EN-, then" says l, grabbin the fly
wheel.
GREAT excursion, that was Once more on land,
- sneaked soggy footed up to the hotel and pked
for my | SHE'D supper and went to the feathers
early, tstin that could get stretched out level with
my eyes shut things would stop wavin and bobbin
around. That good dope too
rolled out next mornln feelin fine and silky: but
not SO cocky by half Somehow, want gettin any of
the lucky breaks I'd looked for
My total program for the day just to bat around
Boothbay And say, of all the lonesome places for city
clothes and straw lid! Honest, never many
yachty rigs IN my lfe,-young chaps in white ducks
and sneakers and canvas hats girls in middle blouses
old guys in white fannels and yachtin caps even old
ladies dressed sporty and conf tabe-and square
feet of sunbuTn than would cover Union Square felt
like blond Eskimo at colored camp meetin'.
As everyone either comm from or gon' to the
docks wanders down there too, and oas around watch
in the steamers arrive, and the big san yachts an
chored off in the harbor, and the little boats dodgn
around in the choppy water. There's crisp salty
breeze that's maxim the flags snap, the suns shinn
bright and take it altogether it's some brilliant scene
Only lly I'm :, on the outside IS peekin' in
here
Finlly drifts down to the Yacht Club float, where
the launches was comm in thick. | must have been
there hour, swappin word with any,
body, and gettin lonesomer by the minute, when in
from the harbor dashes long, low dar-coored boat
and comes rushin' at the float like it to make
hydroplane jump At the wheel gets sight of Young
chap who has sort of worried scared look on his face
Also he's wearin' striped blazer.
young HOLSTER, maybe thinks l. @And he's in
Just then he manages to throw in his reverse; but
it's little late, for he's got lot of Roadway Honest
didn't think it out. And achin to butt into
something | jumped quick, grabbed the bow as it
came in reach, Showed it off vigorous and brought him
alongside the tenders without scratchn the
nish.
Thanks old chap" says he Saved me bad
bump there I'm greatly obliged"
you're welcome says /. "You was steamin' in
little strong
Il haven't handled the Vixen much myself saws he
"You see, boatmans laid up,-sprained ankle
and had to down from the Rocks for some gaso-
lene"
ooh! Roarin Rocks?" says l.
YES" says he. where's that fool float tender''
"Just gone into the clubhouse says l. aMaybe
could keep her from bumpin while you're goneS
@By Jove! would your says he, handn' over boat
hook
Even then want layin' any scheme. l helps when
they puts the gas in and makes myself gen rally useful
Also I'm polite and respectful which to make
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