Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-03-31
A Easeinatinq Nymph

can fall upon. the most athletic. and
! this nymph's graceful silhouette
! proclaimed her for typical out
: door physically cultured Modern.
MOP" Just got out further
than you meant. =" Tide running
| out, too. l say. YOU ought to be
careful" he added. severely.
There stirred in him the universal
masculine Will-to-S cold- the Wom-
an. Particularly the woman-dec-
! orative, Now decorative this girl
undeniably was from the shape OF
her head under the cap that hid all
her hair down to her faultless bare
toes.
From an esthetic point of view.
she completed the look of the launch.
Graceful lines (of that launch).
ivory paint. and blue seascape were
black-and peachy- tan of her resting
quivering figure: so much more in
the picture actually, than old Stick
1t and his boots!
So young Laverock scolded: with
that awfully strong tide here, drift
Ing all over the shop! Currents and
things! Look at these rocks! it's not
fit for any one to swim ,out, ex-
cept when the tides coming in. And
aren't you cold?"
She laughed again. though her
| breast still fluttered. Gold? Couldn'
you toast bread on this cunning
little deck lust in the SUM-"
! Sure you aren't chilled, though,
by the reaction? Let me feel your
hand"
He took for q moment the cool
| (but not cold) small hand that was
nearest to him. AS he did so, the
sun flashed on something as bright
as the Dulcie's brass work-a we'd
cling ring.
Married, was she?
| Mn She didn't look II.
He went on just as severely as il
she had been the mere girl for whom
he'd taken her. by Jove, T hope you
won't chance it again. Lucky l was
here. Do you know you might have
been carried right out and away?"
Maybe it was silly of me-" she
admitted frankly with deeper
breath, but there's one thing |
couldn't endure and that was to
have the United Kingdom and
Sweden and Denmark hear me say
there was something could do and
then for me to not do it. | just
had to swim out as far as this
motorboat to show them"
"Alonee" questioned the rebuker.
Haven't you any one belonging to
you who rs
"Well. couldn't take Marcus in
along. Marcus always has to go to
sleep for two hours after his de-
teuner---" ..
"Oh, does hc?" took up the young
man thinking disgustedly, that
kind of husband, Is hei").
why. yes. he's only four years
Old" explained the American, now
Perfectly composed. land that was
all part of 1t: some of the others
imagining that to be the mother of
a son and have that young growing
creature around was any handicap.
had to show them! I'll have
to ask you to take me back to
| them"
""of course; which is your place p"
She pointed to crescent of
golden beach on which there was
now clustering a posy of wildly
colored peignoirs and caps. Billow-
ing sails of black and white striped
stun, of dahlia red. of sunshine vel
low foated about blacksheathed
bodies and limbs of tan or ivory
/ half a dozen other girls had
run up. were gesticulating, moving.
10 the edge of the sea-
rs that your party?" asked young
Laverock. Right"
A purr and a tremor ran through
the Dulcie as he started her engines
) The green cleaning V of the bow
wave rose along her polished sides.
ana the launch leapt forward as IL
! in haste to be rid of this other
feminine creature who was aboard
and whose face lighted up yet more
| Vlvidly at the quick motion.
You like going fast" Archie
smiled, with tiny pause that she
might fill in If she chose.
! She said. Yes. And-I am Mrs.
Otis Wilmot" %
| MY names Laverock." The
| Rover added. Where are you STAY
ing; at the Michelet?" Not that he
wanted to know! What did il mat
ter where she was staying? But
wasn't It more polite to assume some
! interest?
She. as they whizzed shoreward.
told him the real name of the villa
adding. I'VE call it "Ker Babel !"
! back.
THAT place--oh. yes! know Il,
There are lot of you there.
aren't there? I suppose those who
are the Swedes and Danes and
, English you were talking about?"
Yes; we're all together. We
have lots of fun. am the second
mother TO the girls there because
I'm the only married one of the
bunch" ,.
"Oh, are your"
EVEN If am a widow"
"Oh. Are your" said young Lave
rock Hn nnfItd mr. n
why he exclaimed "Oh" in that tone
Of added interest.
"We," she went on, "have a per-
fectly lovely time-look, look, there
are all the girls wading In now to
meet US and practice artificial
| respiration on the apparently drown
ed. ] guess"
She waved toward the group at
the seas edge. now mirrored in
circling swirls Of color. Lovely.
every movement Of her bare, peach.
| tanned arm! From an esthetlc point
Of view she marked the center of
interest In an exquisite bit of
French coast scenery. From a pure
Iy esthetic point OF view (youne
Laverock chung to this phrase as de-
terminedly as che had chung to that
rope) 1t seemed such a pity that
he sea nymph had to go ashore at
ali.
But now they were within hail of
that shoaI of other sirens wadin9
out One OF them, in an unmistak-
ably English voice, called out
anxiously. Are you all right,
Geneyievew
It was Archie who took IL upon
/ himself to call back. she's perfect
/ ly all rigbt.s
Then came soft comfnotion OF
splashfng and 'hurrays" and hurry.
up ms" from the cluster; also, q
dropping fire Of Thank you! Thank