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AN AFFAIR OF THE "GOOD OLD SUMMER TIME"
BY JANE WHITAKER
"Wouldn't you like to be down at the seashore tonight?" I asked a girl
I know. "Not the quiet water, but the ocean where you hear the roar and
the swish, of the waves and far enough away a band is playing some dreamy
waltz on the dancing pier, and "
"Uh, huh! It's all right sometimes," she responded, "and then did I
ever tell you of the first time I went away from home alone, and that it
happened to be Asbury Park?"
"No," I answered listlessly, for you remember the thermometer stood
about 98 last night. "If you do tell me, give me a lot of ocean breezes and
ships, out at sea and alighthouse."
"And a second-rate hotel where they give you a room not as large as
a chicken-coop to sleep in, and a dinky little bed, and hot as blazes," she
"I went to Asbury alone. Poor mother had a regular brood of us, and
she thought that as I was the oldest I should be able to take care of myself.
Her part in the arrangement was to
let me live at home without cost
while I saved money.
"I was just seventeen, and had a
few cheap, pretty dresses, a rather
good-looking hat and the air of a
"One of the girls, spoke to me
shortly after I arrived- at the hotel
and she introduced to me a man that
had been appraising me for several
minutes. His name was Mr. Hughes
that was not his stage name, he
preferred not to have that known
he wanted tp have a quiet little rest
away from the plaudits of the pub
''You can laugh bow, Jane, but at
seventeen I bet yoa would have swal
lowed it, too. I was in the seventh
heaven of delight when he asked me
to go down on the beach with him for
"I remember he didrnot spend any
money instead, we watched the
waves roll in and Hughes grew quite
"He said the waves reminded him
of human life, bo full of dreams and
ambitions that were never realized.
Far out in the ocean they gathered
a little strength and as they rushed
in they became more and more cour-J
ageous, more and more determined to
sweep everything before them, to
conquef everyjthlnfc, but when they
reached their goal, the sandy shore
they were broken and must begin all
"The music sounded so low and
sweet and sad there was the under
current of the ocean since you love
it you know it a murmur, an allurr
ing summons until one forgets every
thing, and Just dreams.
"To complete his conquest over
me, Mr. Hughes met me the next
morning and quietly and secretly
handed me his, photograph one of
the Btage ones, of course and he
made me promise noito let any of
the women know I had it, or they
would pester him to death.
"Don't yawn, and' I'll hurry up. I
had reached Asbury Saturday. Mon
day I confessed to the dear thing that
I loved him, and I suppose I believed
it. And Monday night we once more
sought the beach where no admission
"I carried my pocketbook contain
ing my little hoard, $30, with me, and
I suppose I put it down and forgot
it at any rate, when J reached my
room I hadn't a cent to -my name.
"I cried all night Things of that
sort are so terrible to a girl of seven
teen. My board was paid until the
followipg Saturday, but I hadn't a
"Of course, yoa know what I-tfiA,
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