Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1915-11-05
HIS SUMMER
OUTING
How He Saved a Girl From
Drowning.
By ESTHER YANDEYEER

On Lake Winnepoge in New England
Is a camp where in summer several
hundred girls Of all ages from twelve
to twenty are congregated. They are
housed In bungalows and eat on a
long, broad portico, an extension Of the
central building, and dance in a hall
built expressly for that purpose and
for sundry exhibitions. There are rid
ing masters and swimming masters
which of course involves horses and
paraphernalia for both-and canoes ad
hbitum. A number of tennis courts
complete the equipment for summer
exercises.
Camp Wocomoc Is located on one end
of the lake, which Is several miles
long and from half to mile wide
A newcomer is not allowed to GO out
In canoe until she can swim continu-
ously a certain distance and keep afioat
for fifteen minutes. Having passed this
test, she may thereafter go canoeing at
her pleasure. She Is not hampered
with skirts, for every girl must wear
the camp uniforma blouse, bloomer
knickerbockers and stockings to the
knees. This dress Is also worn by the
ladies in charge, and when they are
short and leshy It gives them an up
pearance of waddling fat hen. As
to the young ladies' In camp costume,
they all look about the same age--that
is, anywhere between twelve and
fifteen.
Nicholas Beaverton, young lawyer
of promise, having worked very hard
during the winter till lat0 into the
Spring, inquired Of friends In New
England for place to spend O. few
weeks where he could be quiet. There
must be no hotels, no casinos, nobody,
In fact, except himself. The best that
could be done for him was Lake Winnie
poge. The person who recommended
tia Miss Webster-forgot 70 say any
thing about the girls camp. It may be
that she left 1t out of her descripi, n
of the location Intentionally, thinking
that the sight Of young girls padding
about in picturesque costumes would be
a pleasant sight for the young man.
She may have had a sinister inten-
ton. Be this as 1t may, the young
man was recommended to go to Lake
Winnepoge, but to the other end from
the girls camp.
Beaverton went to Lake Winnepoge
and found at the end where he had
been advised to settle several cottages,
one Of which was to rent. After learn
ing that the occupants of the others
were couples with small children who
desired quietude he took the vacant
cottage, getting his meals at a farm
house near by. There was q rowboat
In an clubhouse which was rented with
the house. Being settled, Beaverton
prepared to live an uneventful life and
rest.
But man proposes, God dlsposes."
One morning-the next after his ar
rival-Brewerton got out his rowboat
and started out to row lazily on the
lake. 1t was beautiful summer
morning, and the hills on one side were
reflected In the water. Light clouds
foated above as indolently as Brewer
ton floated on the lake. He was much
pleased that his was the only boat
within sight. Truly this was just what
he had come for. He thanked In his
heart the Indy who had recommend.
ed It
Harki
Beaverton had pulled up near the
shore where there were overhanging
trees. From under the branches came
an exclamation Of dissatisfaction. The
voice was feminine and seemed to be
that of child. From a disturbance
Of the branches he inferred that some
one In boat had become entangled In
them. A few strokes brought him to
where he could see what was going on.
First, there was a canoe with the
word "Wocomoc" painted on the bow;
second, there was n girl in the boat,
who might have been twelve, thirteen
and perhaps fourteen, dressed in a
costume Beaverton had never seen be-
fore. The navy blue material of her
apparel from her waist to her knees
might have been skirt or something
else, he could not tell what. Judging
from its length, she should be about
six years old, but Brewerton was sure
she was not as young as that.
Can ] do anything for you, little
girl2" he asked.
I'm not quite as familiar with canoe
ing as should be. | came under the
shade Of these branches, and in getting
out am afraid shall upset the
canoe"
Beaverton reached forth his hand,
took hold of an end of the unsteady
shell and withdrew It from under the
branches.
"Can you manage it nowT no asked.
The girl put her paddle In the water,
and the canoe careened on one side.
She gave little shrek.
"Your mother should not have let
you come out in such a topply boat
without your being accustomed to such
sport Look outl You'll go over"
"oh, dear, Pm afraid I'll be drownedp
Beaverton was perplexed. He did not
like to leave the child In her perflous
position and did not know what to do
with her. Finally he told her that II
she would get into his boat no would
take her home with her canoe in tow.
She gladly accepted the invitation, TAX
ing a seat in the stern facing him and
holding n line attached TO her canoe.