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And girls, mine is the only practical description, for a bath it is to be, ours for all summer! Can you imagine it?" "And smell the salt?" prompted Cleo. "Since you insist on being practical, no use talking about the aroma of the gods, or the incense of the mermaids. Weasie, I see you are going to keep us down to earth; and I guess you are right.
"But, Weasie dear," cooed Grace, "what did it feel like to jump? Just tell us that and then we'll let you off." Louise smiled wanly. Was it possible that any other question could be invented? "It didn't exactly feel," she replied to Grace, "but I knew I had to do it. I had been watching the little speck of a boat as it took the rollers from the side, and I knew the next would toss it over.
"Louise won't drown," said Julia, her face white as the muslin in her flag. "No, Weasie can swim," Helen assured her, holding her arm very tight, and begging comfort in the embrace. "And we can't even get near her," moaned Julia, who just then had rescued a very little tot from a plunge down the high steps into the street.
"I never could claim a poetic imagination," admitted Louise, known to her chums as Weasie, "but I might see a family resemblance there to well to a first-class Turkish bath. There! How the mighty hath fallen! From the origin of noise and eternity spilled out, down to a mundane yet highly desirable Turkish bath!
"What would we do without the life saving station and Captain Dave?" Grace asked, trudging along through the dense fog, toward those quarters. "Come along Weasie, I wouldn't wonder but Helen and Julia will come in from the other way. Do you suppose the sun will ever shine again?" "Bound to," replied Louise, "but this awful fog!"
Essays are better in school than done orally on a beautiful beach. But really isn't it overwhelming?" "I'll admit that much," replied Weasie. "But you see, I have had a glimpse of the beach before. I vacationed here for one week. Then I have been to Atlantic City in winter. That's simply wonderful.
"You're not very encouraging Weasie. Just see how deep this hole is, and how it is being dug like a tunnel." Every one followed Cleo's plea for an investigation, and at each turn they seemed to come upon more toys and tools, such as little boys play with. "And here's another sign," called Helen. "On yellow paper, too." This brought the scouts to close attention.
"And salt water is ruinous to leather. I know that much," declared Grace. "Weasie, you should have told us to leave our shoes on land and come into the sands barefoot. I suppose that's why all the picture dancers are barefoot on the sands; it's so hard on slippers. There's a barrel. Let's anchor that and divest ourselves. Did you ever see dry land so far away?
"It might have been oil or it might have been fish bones, but I did not notice any pungent odor," declared Louise. "And now for my cottage. I am afraid there are no thrills left, so don't be too much disappointed." "I am sure we will have enough thrills to applaud you, Weasie dear," said Grace. "It is so nice to have you with us this year.
"Lucky it's only letters, and not deeds to some monarchy," put in Helen. "But count on all of us, Weasie dear, to stand by you in case of any safe-blowing at midnight." "I'm so excited about the contest, I can almost forget Kitty and Luna Land," gurgled Margaret. They were running along the lakeside, up to the river landing, with the hope of gaining the boy's confidence over nut sundaes.
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