Evening Star Newspaper, August 18, 1894, Page 13

TH E EVENING | nel STAR, SATURDA aes ALAA 22 ANY ZZ A BIRD’S-EYE VIEW OF*?SEOUL, COREA’S CAPITAL es rae” vneeeeeee™ The Wonderful City Which Ma- Be Destroyed by War. ete IN THE 87 — A Comparison of the Troops of China and Japan. ete AT WALL AND ITS GATES alias righted, 1894, by Frank G. Carpenter.) Written for The Evening Star. WANT TO GIVE you some idea of Séoul, the capital of Corea. It is the cen- ter of the war trou- ole between China may be fought in it any day and the ir- ing would wipe its thatched nuts from the face of the earth. It les in a basin in the mountains and it is perhaps the most Heautifully located capital on the face of the globe. It is only twenty-six miles from | the sea, and it is connected with the port Chemulpo by a poor wagon road, which | el up the hills and over the moun- | tains to get to it. The sluggish Han river flows within three mi of it, and it was t spot ‘Was cut into six pie Chemulpo. But first take @ lock at Corea’s chief sea- to @ landing place not far from the 2 which Kim Ok Kiun’s dead body a mouth or so ago. | port hemulpo is the at which Seoul gets its provisions. It is now the liveliest of Asia. There are something re gunboats in its harbor, and = the Japanese have all told twenty-eight gu ts and transports there. The harbor ar nd Jand-locked by islands. has an enormous rise end fail, of i 2 as thirty feet, and boats which town es out. are on the mud when Chemulpo lies right on | a city, and it looks n than Corea. It mans, and five it. The only American bu wrea is located in Chemulpo, think, now closed on ac- has been about ¢ Ipo as Neutral ground, its being fired upon party. Were it otherwise, a single boat could shell it out of existence, as harbor is open and unprotected At Ya S The fighting bas been at Ya San, which is vat fifty miles south of Chemulpo. It was this point that the Chinese troops gist nded, and 1,700 came here at the instance f the king to aid him in putting dewn the ellion. They did nothing to help, hew- as has been Incorrectly stated in the They merely remained at Ya San. antime e bezar send- troops to Corea. ihe Ist of July ai 7%) soldiers in Seoul and MO in This caused the Cainess to seni but they lancet eing for the all their time appar- se invasion. lers, Oorean Water Carrier, by a tive Artiat. rn that there ts a decided difforen-e be- ven the equipment of the tw> armies. Phe = have lande@ their mon with the best of have their st They hi . They have fuli stocks of 1 are supplied with pontoo: b lines and all the ma- warfare. On the other nese are sald to be calling on s to supply them with ponies, nd rice. Corea ts very poor. try is on the verre of starvation, and no Chinese would not be able to carry on fecreers The Japanese have demanded of China that she give up all pretense of sovereignty over Corea. If China does this she will lose her reputation throughout the far east and it tnay lead tg the dismemberment of her gov- emment. Her ces are by no means closely tied together, and the fight that she a be for her existence as an @myire as as for a show of power in REETS OF SEOUL » this river that I rode In a little steam | } | the g war long by rations supplied in this | a box and are two feet wide and a the land of Corea. In the meantime the danger of the other powers being involved in the war is very great. The Baltimore and the Monocacy, our two gunboats, are at Chemulpo. The neh man-of-war Incon- stant, the German gunbvat Iitis, the En- glish warship Archer and the Russian man- of-war Koreatz are also in this same har- bor and the other ports of Corea contain warships. The British are very much afraid of the Russians. There is said to be a man- of-war at Port Hamilton, which 1s, you know, some distance below Vladivostock, im Siberia. It is put there to watch the Rus- sian movements. The Russians are sald to sympathize with the Japanese, while Eng- land, who sells tens upon tens of millions of dollars’ worth of goods every year to China, favors her. If the trans-Siberian raflroad was completed there is ttle doubt tolerate any coalition between China and England without coming to the assistance of the Japanese. A Curious City. At any rate, a great part of the war has to be fought on Corean soll, and Seoul will be ground between the upper and the tether millstones. It may be wiped out of existence. If so, the most curious city on the face of the globe will pass away. 1 visited it six years ago, and my visit of the present year incinded more than a month of hard work. I have spent days in wan- dering through its streets. I have been in- side of its prisons, and have walked through | its palaces, I have talked with all classes and Japan. A battle | and have seer all sorts of new things at every turn. There are no guide books of Asta. You will not find accurate descrip- tions of Seoul in any books of travel. The tourist who comes here without introduc- tions couid not find a lodging place. There are no hotels, and I am indebted to my friends among the missionaries, among the diplomats, and to some of the high Co- reans for my entertainment through these many days. I despair of giving you an ac- curate idea of the Ccrean capital, it is so different from any other city on the face of the globe. It is such a mass of the | beautiful and the ugly, of civilization and barbarism, of the old and the new, that I don’t know how to describe tt. Take its situation. It lies in a great basin surround- ed by mountains, which in some places are as rugged as the wildest peaks of the Rock- ies, and which in others have all the beau- tiful verdure of the Alleghanies or the Catskills. ‘The tops of these mountains oft rest in the clouds and masses of vapor hang ses above the green plain upon a the city is built. They chaage in their hues with every change of the heav- ens, and they give Seoul a setting more gorgeous than jewels. The Great Wall. The basin below is just about large enough to contain the town, and a great gray wall from thirty to forty feet high runs along the sides of these hills, bounding the basin and mounting here and there almost to the tops of the lower mountains. Jt scales one hill of at least one thousand feet in height, and this wall incloses the whole city. It was built in nine months by an army af hundred thousand workmen, about five Ired years ago, and it is a f asonry, ¢ ite pack nsisting of two thick we 1 down in the middle with Its top is so wide that could easily be driven about Ss, on the side facing the a crenellated battiement, with e enonch r its defenders to ugh w 2 Ww rk you h ¢ watch-tov uth mintature be craw A Corean Woman, ong the edges of the structure. It would rot take much more than a Gatling gun to batter down the heavy doors by which these arches are closed. These docrs are bigger those of any barn in our country. & up on pivots made by pins masonry at the top and t. they are sheathed with plates of on with big bolts, and up until on have believed Coreans enemy. They and there are ‘3 in charge of them who would lose thelr heads if they failed In <hiryty. Every night just at sundown these gates are closed, and they are not opened again until about 4 in the morning. ‘The signal of their closing and opening is the ringing of a massive bell in the exact center of the city. After this those who are in cannot get and those who are out- side cannot get { ‘The Mammoth Locks. The greatest care is taken of the keys to these gates. The locks close with a spring and the keys are kept in-the king’s palace except at the time that they are used at tes. The locks themselves are guard- ed all day at the palace and are cnly | brought to the gates a short time before closing the city. I wish I could show you | one of these locks. Each gate has two of | them and they are each as heavy as a ten- | year-old boy. It is all that one man can | do to.carry them from one part of the city ‘The | to the other, and when [ tried to lift one I found my back strained. They are of mas- sive iron. They sre made in the shape of As he came up I dropped it on the stones, It clattewed and [ stoo over and tried to raise it again. As I did so, I stood It on end and the rod of iron which was par- tially thrust into the iron box rested on the ground. oc Corean gatek»eper's face became ashy. e grabbed the lock from me, and as he did so I could see the reason for his fear. The rod on which the lock rested on the ground formed the means of jocking it, and had I pushed down upon {it the spring would have caught. He would have. been unable to lock the gate that night without going to the palace to wet the key and might have lost bis head for his carelessness. My interpreter showed me the trouble and he told me that the king would surely punish the man if he knew that the lock had been out of his Possession. I then went on te the gate and looked at the clumsy fastening into which this lock went. The bar which I have spoken of was as big as an old-fashioned poker and the lock joined chains made of links of wrought iron which were as big around as tLe biceps of a blacksmith, the rings being as thick as your thumb. Closing the Gates, It was just after this that the hour for closing the gates of the city approached. I waited and watched. First two men came from the gate house and sang out in Corean the words that the gates were closing and the time was short. Their voices were as shrill as those of an iman of a Moham- medan mosque when he calls out the hour of prayer from the minarets, and they held on to their final tones for the space of twelve seconds by my watch. As they cried there was a grand rush for the gates. Hundreds of men in black hats and white gowns ran ghost-like through the darkness. Bare-headed coolies dragged great bullocks with packs on their backs through the decors, and porters by tne scores, loaded down with all sorts of wares, came stum- bling along. There were coolies bearing closed boxes,in which were their mistresses. There were officials on horseback and nobles on foot, all pushing and scrambling to get in before the gates closed. As I watched the big bell pealed out its knell, and the two men grasped the great doors and pulled them together with a bang. It took the strength of both to move each one of them, and the gates locked with a spring. The key, which remains with the king over- not brought back from the palace morning. It is a massive bar of iron, and it takes a sledge hammer to drive it into the lock. Similar locks are on the gates to the Il which incloses the palace of the king, and on cach of the eight gates of the city. Like a Vast Hay Field. Inside this great wall, within this setting of mountains, les the city of Seoul. It is a town bigger than Cincinnati, Cleveland, Leutsville, Washington, Bufialo, or Detroit. It contains more than three hundred thous- and people, and it has scarcely a house that is more than one story high. It is a city of wide streets and narrow, winding alleys. It is a city of thatched huts and tiled one- story buildings. On one side of it are the palaces of the king. They cover an area as large us that of a thousand-acre farm, and they are massive one-story buildings sur- rounded b; ‘eat walls and jaid out with all the regularity of a city. As you stand on tbe walls of Seoul and look over this medley of build.ngs, your first 'mpression is that you are tn the midst of a vast hay field, in- terspersed, here and there, with tiled barns, anl the three vigges: streets that cut through these myriad haycocks look like a read through the fields. You note ihe shape of the thatched houses. ‘They are all form- ed like herseshoes with the heet of the shoe resting on the street. Ta» rovfs are tied on with strings, and the thatci has grown old, and urder the soit light of the setting sun it assumes the rich color of brown plush, and there is a velvety softness to the whole. As you look closer, you see that the city is divided up into streets, and that these nar- row and widen and twist and turn, without regularity or order. One part of the city is made almost entirely of tiled buildings, These are the homes of the swells, and over there not far from the gate above ora such building you see on the top of a stat the American flag. Fg is the establish- ment of our legation to Corea, and the cozy -Atthe compounds about it are the residences of the missionaries and of the other foreign- ers who reside in Seoul. In the Streets. Come down now and take a walk with me through the city. There are no pave- ments on the streets and you look in vain for gas lamps or the signs of an ght. This city of three hundred thousan} people is entirely without sanitary arrange- ments. There is not a water cicset in It and the sewage flows along in open drains through the streets and you have to be careful of your steps. There are no water works, except the Corean water carrier, who, with a pe across his back, takes up the whole sidewalk us he caries two | buckets of water along with him through | the streets. The clouds are left to do the sprinkling of the highways, save where her d there 4 © takes a dip- per and ladies ne Sewer fluid to lay the dust. All slops of each house run | into the ditche & the sidewalk and the id chunks so thick that cut into siic d pack- e@ as a patent fertilizer, e smell is the smoke ‘This of chimneys about two fect above a, which jut ent from houses into the street | pipe into your house at the fi the porch and 3 an chimney. At certain hours ing and evening each of these s vomits forth the oke of the which the people use for the fires of thelr cooking and the air becomes blue. The doors to the houses along the strest re like those of a stable or barn than the eatrances to residen hey are very rude and in the bottom of «ach is cut a hole for the dog. Such doors as are open sive no insight to the homes of the people, and I was in Seoul for some time before I knew that these doors facing the strect were merely the entrance gates to large compounds or yards ‘n which were very comfortable buildings. I thought that the nobles lived in these thatched huts. They are in reality only the quarters of the serv- ants, and the homes of the better classes contain many rooms and are in some cases almost as well fitted for comfort as those of our own. These houses along the streets have no windows to speak of. There are under the roof little openings about a foot square. These are filled with lattice and backed with paper. They permit the light to come in, but you cannot see through them. Here and there 1 noted a little eye- hole of glass as big around as a rod cent, pasted onto the paper, and as I go through the streets I find now and then a liquid black ball surrounded by the cream-colored buttonhole which forms the eyelids of a Corean maiden looking out. Corean Maidens. I am human enough to want to study the vomen of every country I visit. I found this very hard in Seoul. The girls on the streets wear shawls wrapped’ around their heads, and only an eye peeps out through the folds. In India and Egypt the women are secluded, but when they go on the street, if their faces are covered, they think they are modest e ‘The fair girls of Cairo care not that their dresses are open at the neck, if the black v hangs o'er their cheeks, and the n aidens of Hindoostan trot along with bare legs,while they pull thin white cotton gowns around their eyes, priding themselves upon their bracelet-covered arms and the an- kiets, which reach half-way to their knees, These Corean girls are mere bundles of clothes. Their feet in their wadded stock- ings look as fat as those of an elephant, and their skirts and their drawers hang in great folds. I happened to rub against one as I pi her on the streets of the city, She looked angrily at rie out of the tail of her eye, and fled like a deer. As she ran I noted a gorgeous man clad red dress and a little hat of white which sat on the top of his head, looking at me. He had a fan in his hand, and he glowered fiercely upon me. I asked Gen. Pak who he was, and he told me he Was a servant of the palace, and that he tid not know but that he was telated to the irl whom I had insulted by touching her. We looked at each other for some time, and he jabbered at Pak in Corean. He was dressed more gorgeously than Solomon in his glory. He looked as though he came out of a bandbox. He was, however, only ene of a thousand strange characters that yeu may see any day on the streets of Seoul. There fre no stranger people on the face of the globe, A masquerade of the na- tions could not furnish more strange cos tumes, and in going through Seoul you rub your eyes again ani again to find whether You are dreaming or waking. The kingdom of Corea is made up of many classes of people, and each has its costume. There are hundreds of officials connected with —- each of whom wears a diff The nobles strut about in all sorts of their mas you are all the while retainers in all sorts ‘of } rF ently looking into a great kaleitescope of almond-eyed humanity which :¢hdnges in colors and costumes at every tun of the barrel. There are diferent qstumes for all positions in life, and every meu» wears a dozen different kinds of dress during a year. If he goes to a wedding he has his own out- He Glowered at Me. fit, and if he goes to his relative’s funeral he- must put on the garb of the mourner. Death gives more work to the tailors than weddings, and the mourners of Corea wear | midst of his acrobatic performance he ap-| Presented than the wave presented long yellow gowns, with hats as big as umbrellas above them. You can tell some- thing about the position of a man by the size of his sleeve, and there is no place where a hat means so much as in Corea. Carp’s Flirtation, For a long tima I feasted my eyes upon what I considered the pretty little girls of the country. They were dressed in bright gowns. They parted their hair in the mid- dle, and they tied the long braid which hung down their backs with neat little rib- bons. Once or twice I smirked and I smiled, but I could get no smiles in return, and I know now that these little girls were no girls at all, but merely young boys, who, not being married, have to wear their hair down their backs. After they are wedded they will put on hats and wrap their hair up on the tops of their heads in a waterfall. All of the men of Corea wear waterfalls or jeg tay These ate just about as big as the fist of a baby, and they rest on the crown of the head. They wear gorgeous hats, and they are, I believe, the best a men in the world. Their customs are as queer as their dress, and they both fit so closely together that I will write of the two In the future. AN AX An Ee ae IRONCLAD, The First Armored Vessel Wa’ Con- acted Way Back in 1585. The idea of protected ships, such as the modern men-of-war, is by no means an ab- solutely new one, This is proved, says the Western Mail of Cardiff, by the fact that | “Thank you!” then splashed into Geeper | looking, of course; but, then, 4n armored vessel was constructed, though crudely, of course, as far back as 1585 by @ shipwright of Antwerp. during the wars between the Spaniards andthe Dutch, The greater part of the Netherlands had come into the possession of the ‘house of ilabsburg in 1477, but in the ¢garly part of the sixtenth century it passed to the Span- ish crown. At this time the principles of the reformation had spread; throughout the lowlands, and when the Spaniards in. stituted the inquisition there disturbances broke out. ‘The Spanish soldtery : pillaged the towns of the Netherlands in their work of suppressing the rebeilion, and Ant- werp being a margraviate suffered: greatly. In the summer of 1585 it was invaded by the Spaniards, both by land: and water, end the people of Antwerp built the first protected ship on record in an attempt to break through the line of besfegere in the river, It was a craft of unusual slzc, with flat bottom, its sides armed-with iron plates fastened inip great beams of wood, When finished the builders thought it a floating castle, impregnable to the artillery and missiles of those days, which should erush all opposition, as it contained a great num- ber of men, some of whom were placed like sharpshooters in the tops of the masts, and the rest protected by the bulwarks, They were so confident that the craft would rout the enemy that they calied it “Finis Beil," thinking it no doubt would put an end to the war. Unfortu- nately, however, the early tronclad proved a disastrous failure, getting stuck upon a bank of the Scheldt after a very short and unhappy carrer, The Spaniards were greatly amused with the untimely end of the great vessel, while the brave burghers ; of werp changed the name from nis Belli” to “Perdito Expensal,”" or ‘Money Thrown Away.” The crew then deserted the ship, and the Spaniards, after defeating the al battle, car- to the camp of a, where if b the time: Antwerp was taken August so the first ironclad on r unfortunate end. PRESIDENT PERIER'’S PLUCK. His Comrades Recall a Touching In- cident of His War Record. One of the most memorable events In the Mfe of M. Casimir-Perier, says the Paris correspondent of the Times, was his bravery as captain of the Mobiles of the Aube dur- ing the fighting outside of Paris in 1870. He was by the side of Commandant de Dampierre when the latter fell mortally wounded at Bagneux, and with the bullets whistling about him he carried of the body of his chief with—so the report ran—“un entrain remarquable.” This act and this pertod was touchingly recalled yesterday to the president by his old comrades, who were received by him at the foreign office. They had come to offer him a bust in bronze, the “Military Courage” of M. Du- bois, and to congratulate him on his elec- tion fo the chief magistracy. Two captains of the Mobiles addressed him in the most affectionate terms in the names of all the officers of the first battalion of the Mobiles. One of them said: “It is not only the legitimate pride ex- perienced by your companions in arms that I express to you here, it is in particu- lar the patriotic joy of good Frenchmen, who know that the destinies of the country are in valiant hands, Do you recall the at- tack of Ragneux? I seem to see you still, undaunted and resolute, leaping the first, at the head of your company and under a violent fire, upon the barricaé@s defended by the Royal Bavarian Gugpd.¢It was there that yow received in your 3 and tore from the Germans our \braye com- mandant, Comte de Dampierfé, "mortally wounded at your side. It wab’ owing to your coolness and presence ofy mind that the defenses of the Village wag outflanked and the enemy was driven ft is posi- tors. From the moment of rilliant engagement of October 13, 1876, ju were our veritable chief; for your yar® nature, modest, affectionate and firmysinspired in us absolute confidence and dexotign. Per- haps some day we shall relate tha exploits of our battalion of which you Werenthe soul and the honor.” 3 ———— 100 + v A Police Court. ;) From Life, in hak THE STORY OF A SUMMER MA ——__ + - BY VIRGINIA NILES LEEDS. Copyright by the Irving Syndicate. CHAPTER I. E WAS ABOUT TO take a “header’’when shrill screams caus- ed him to turn around, A terrified girl, welgiting in the neighborhood of a up to her knees in water, was making the commotion, clutching frantically at the arms of a meek young man. It was very funny—so very funny, that summer man forgot the “header” to look on. In another instant he felt as if he had tumbled into a glass of soda water. There was seething, fizzing and bubbling golng on on every side of him. Water was forcing its way into iis eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and he seemed to be turning som- ersaults, handsprings and standing on his head, all at the same time. In the peared to get tankled up in something which he took to be sea weed and which he grabbed at and held on to. When the upsetting wave passed over him, he shook himself like a dripping dog and opened his eyes. To his immense astonishment he had hold of a girl's long hair, “Oh, I beg a thousand pardons,” he be- gan hastily, “I thought you were sea weed.” “And I thought you were a shark,” said she, Both laughed. He attempted to release her hair. It was twisted around his arm. “Come where it’s shallow and I'll re- lease you,” he sald. “I can’t help following wherever you may lead,” said she, They ploughed thelr way through the water, he holding his arm in mid air in or- ¢er not to pull her hair, she splashing up the water and laughing a most charming little Jaugh, When he got her into shallow water and was carefully unwinding her hair, he was perfectly delighted with her. “I've always heard that a fellow gets hopelessly entangled at Narragansett Pier,” he said during the rnwinding. The hair he was detaching, though wet and sticky, was pretty hair, nevertheless— dark and naturally curly. The eyes that went with it were dark, too, and exceeding- ly bright. AS soon as she was released, she looked up into his face demurely, and said: water again, and left him standing there. He felt like a Rhine traveler who had ap- preached too near the Lorelei. The rest of his bath was a dismal failure. He retired from the waves shortly after, and stood at the commencement of the board walk, scanning the faces as they Passed on their way to that rendezvous to which all roads lead at Narragansett—the Casino, y and by came some one in a white sallor sult, with a broad red collar and a wide-brimmed hat, zround which was twisted a cap ribbon with letters in gold of ¢ne of our men-of-war. The waist of this fairy-like jack tar, which was encircled by red ribbon with gold clasps, was enough te inspire a thousand Edmund Wallers. it was she. The Summer Man recog: nized her in a moment, transformed though she was from bare arms, flowing hair and abbreviated garments to all the piquant proprieties of the seashore girl. Sad to relate, a man was with her, and she passed urconsciously by. The Summer Man, dejected but persist- ent, fell in line behind the pair and began unblushingly to listen to every word they uttered. “Tell it to me over again,” the man was saying, The same old story!’ muttered our hero vrder his breath. “Wants her to tell it him at intervals of fifteen minutes, Con- found him!" a “Why, haye you forgotten so soon?” was the answer. “Well, if you remember,” returned the lucky man, “when you told me before it Was between waves, and tl.ey interrupt conversation most unpardonably, don’t you know.” The Summer Man had as lief the waves sould interrupt the other. fellow’s conversa- tion forever. “Well, then,” said the girl, whose voice was clear and sweet and had an occasional drawl, “I will te you. T was just about 1 up behind you and splash you un- fully, when a great big wave came in headlong, impulsive manner waves and made me do what I have been ying to go and couldn't, ever since I was a little girl—stand on my head! It was un- Gignified, [ admit, and unconventional; but then | am alway So perhaps it may not surprise you to hear of me standing on my head. While I was groping about on the bottom of the sea, some great thing bumped into me and grasped me with its fin. Of course, I thought of sharks and sea serpents and all those dreadful things one reads about in the papers; but then I also remembered having read in one of Stockton's novels about two women who were washed overboard, but 0 were not afraid of sharks because they had on black stockings. 1 didn’t feel so much alarmed then, because mine were black, you see!” “You are very brave, Miss Constance!” interrupted the man. “Constance—charming!” thought the Sum- mer Man. “Wonder if it will be pleasant to hear any more?” He kept straight on, however. “Yes, wasn’t I brave.” went on Con- stance; “especially when I discovered that ipstead of a shark, it was that much more dangerous thing—a man!” asked “What sort of a fellow was he?" The Summer Man almost trod upon their her companion. Is. ‘Oh,” she returned with an arch smile, “he was just the kind I have dreamed abcut. He was tall, and his shoulders look- ed so strong and broad—he couldn't have had padding in his jersey, could he? His hair was brown and ‘curled up with the water, end his eyes were blue; and his man- ner, although he was half drowned and all tangled up in my hair, and had no hat to take off, and was barefoot besides, was as polite and elegant a3 though he were ush. erng me into the presence of the queen.” The Summer Man's bright smile was tempered by a fitting trown. “Constance either Uttio bit or she's trying to mars deok Sit low jealous,” he said to himsel?. By this time they turned into the Casino, and the Summer Man followed. A girl, almost as pretty as Constance, in yellow, and & middle-aged 1 man Were keeping seats le, wi ‘h i taken by the sailor. girl’and heen oe fon. The Summer Man once or twice, and he at Constance ized him, but she did not speak, and he set chum, Fred. Duncan, BP eee le ren across the object ‘of his search just stepping out of one of the long restau- veranda. a fo the “Say, Fred,” he cried, catching hi the sleeve, “do you know any girls a Constance’ Dozens,” returned Fred. ‘Where are they?” cried the Summer Man. “"Well,”? answered Frei, “some are 4 one was an erian beauty in the Pidsnnea "Augen Nowy in he ear mn,” shouted the Summer Man, “that’s the one I mean! Present me!”” “Well, come along, dear boy. I’m look- hundred and seventy," unconventional, you say, { Y, AUGUST 18, 1894—EIGHTEEN PAGES, tangled by Constance. He stayed two minutes more. dlies Benton tried her dest to keep him, made every one of the energetic and violent efforts which some giris at summer resorts find necessary in order to lure men—en article which they always speak of as being “scarce” —but si did not succeed, and | Jifting his hat to her and to the mummy,.! who received ii as a mummy, he gracefully withdrew, He ran across another fellow he knew. “I say, Bob,” he said to him, “do hed know a charming little girl with a red collar and a waist Ike this?” forming a circle with his chumb and first finger, His friend winked. “Why, cert,” he replied. “Roof garden?” The Summer Man turned on his heel. What the dickens did he care about the gt on roof gardens? As he turned he éame face to face with the right little girl of the red collar, and in desperation b spoke: “Pardon me once more—I seem fated to be continually asking pardon, do I not?” First she acted as though she was going to pretend not to remember him, Then she changed her mind. “I don’t see why you should beg my don because a wave knocked you over.” “No, upon the whole I dont see why, either, since-the wave did for me what have been vainly seeking for over here at the Casino.’ “Why, what?” “Presented me to you. Pray tell me, with the additional information of my name, address, age and occupation, Isn't the introduction sufiicient, or—are you from Boston?” to She laughed brightly. “I'm not from Boston, and I don’ see how you could have been more really retbly you. But just to remove the popular idea that the summer girl is not hampered by form, I think you'd better get some one to pre- sent you.” “Oh, dear,” groaned the Summer Man. “Whom on earth shall I ask? Do you know Fred Duncan?” She shook her pretty Nttle head, Bob Peters?” o Mrs, Transit iss Constance Benton?” Vhy, yes, I do know her, Ask her at onee. 5 “I'm afraid I can’t,” sald the Summer Man, ruefully. “I've only just met her my- self. I don't believe she even caught my name.” “Well, I'll ask her, then, for I really should like very much ‘to know you. Whom shall I ask her to present?” “Mr. Garland.” The gay collar betook itself to Miss Ben- ton, and, oddly enough, while she was speaking about a certain Mr. Garland, who should walk up but Mr. Garland himself, and say to Miss Benton: “What a very delightful place the Pier 1s, Js it not, Miss Benton?" After agreeing with him enthusiastically, and after a gentie poke from the younger Constance, which was perfectly apparent, Mr, Garland was overjoyed to meet Mis jen. Now that the barrier was removed and she could talk to him with impunity, he found her deliciously frank, original ‘and refreshing. Garland fell to blessing more and more the unceremonious wave that had cast up their fortunes together. Walter Garland was a young man who was not remarkable in any w Good- any fellow who has a first-class taflor and tolerable features is that. There was no objection to his family, his position or his occupa- tion. In short, he was the average well- bred New Yorker. There was a certain girl (and there al- ways is a certain girl for every fellow), an heiress, whom Dame Rumor had ft that he was affianced to, but he was not. He had been on the verge of it for three years, but he was not quite. There was an agreement between them, however, that if that sum- Mer did not bring to either the person cal- culated to fulfill every desire of eye, heart and ear, they would send out their wed- ding cards in the fall. He was rather fond of the heiress, and did not doubt but that they could get along together, but— Constance was entirely different from the heiress, and the more the Summer Man saw of her the more struck was he with the difference. The heiress was always bored to death. Constance enjoyed picking up pebbles, There were two Ogden girls—Constance and Evelyn. Evelyn was the pretty girl in yellow. There was a great diversity of opinion in regard to their respective charms. Constance explained to the Summer Man why he preferred her: “Because you met mé@ first, you see. With Evelyn and me, it is just as it is with us in tennis—whichever gets the first serve wins the set. “ah, indeed?” said the Summer Man, CHAPTER II. “Well, what do you think of the Pier?” asked Fred Duncan. “Peerless!” returned the Summer Man, He had been there a week, and such a | week! The: walk to the woods that after- | noon. nd an unfinished stone houre | and tower they found a stile, which led from the woods into the adjoin field, and upon which they sat. Trees and leng | grasses were everywhere about then. Constance was in white from head to | foot, with puffy sleeves and-a big hat, “Do you know, Mr, Garland” (this was | her usual way of opening up an interesting subject), “I have been wondering if you bad been washed ashore with any other girl you wouldn't have liked her just as much as you like me.” “And do you know, Miss Ogden, t actually wondered that at first myself “And you have given up wondering?” “Yes, because I’m perfectly convinced that I would not.” She smiled and leaning her chin upon the Dresden handle of her parasol began to look thoughtful. The Summer Man watched her. She was daintiness itself, and could not have found a then. “What do you think about ‘summer girls? was her next question, asked in a voice that was prettily pensive. “What do you mean? What do I think about them?” “I mean do you believe there are girls such as you read of in the papers, who ac- cept a man’s attentions during the summer, who sail, row, dance and sit In the moon- light with him, who, perhaps, even allow him to make love to them, and who tirow him over when they return to town?” He did not see her drift. “Yes, I thdroughly believe there are such yh! Do you think so? Weil, tell me, Mr. Garland, is every girl one meets in the summer expected to be that sort of a girl?” Her chin was still resting on the Dresden ball, her bright face was dreamy and full of tremendous seriousness. Walter was keen to know what she meant. He had never before caught her in a serious mood. It was most attractive. “We make up our minds that they all are, in order to ve ourselves great pain,” he answered gr ye “Shall I tell you frarkly, Mr. Garland, what I want to say? I don’t know in the least whether I should tell you or not—it's so uncomfortable to be an unconventional girl; you never know whether you are mak- ing'a faux pas or not—but if it isn't the right thing for me to say will you promise not to be shocked?” Walter was becoming almost excited, “Tell me frankly, Miss Constance. Why should you hesitate? You know you may put your whole contidence in me,” He did net ay yg Bg Bea not easily ‘ked, though mi a sneell then, Mr. Garland, 1 wish to tell you that I am not a summer girl, and un- jess you wish to make me as unhappy as it is possible for any little girl to be, you will ot treat me as one,” She broke off suddenly and turned away tty face. rier oon bewildered. Whatever did the gay little sprite mean? Was she giving him to understand that she was not the girl to receive attention without intention? Or cwuld it be possible she cared for him? It certainly seemed like it. “Miss Ogden, I would give a thousand dollars to understand you perfectly,” was hat he said. “The mood melted. The Uttle, serious } soft chin left the Dresden hahdle, pensive- to be overtaken by the wave and en- | fiell the one capable t a of touching all the re asive rds in your nacure, an bring you in Ufe that happ Which you are so worthy and waien | at one time, fondly hoped you might obtain throveh me. Lave met a girl here at the Piem-young and pretty, of course, but. nueux que ca ingexuous, original and fresh as a breese from the ccean “I believe she loves me, Florencet On’ think of it! her own arth mage th . My reasons for so thinkin | < words. Her waist can t be oO large, and her hair is e are yours, -ANL “WALT 1 ang 3 Walter: Richfield ty place I've tried vet. Next year, 1 thin Shall cruise on the Mediterranean. ‘Tne tide ing is cood hero, and Willie Colgate ig out with bis drag. Qotuly sind you've fallen in with aming girl. Small waists are not always unhealthy, but one such a® you describe must represent a go0d deal of pressure. Get her io let it out. You are Tight about our agreement; we never shou! have puiled together; each has too muc force of character. Have about made up my mind to hit it off with Willie Colgate He's a cad, of course, but he-can spend most of his time at the club Will you come to the wedi Yours, “FLORENCE EDYTH WESTON.” There was a kirmess at the Casino that evening. Both the Ogden girls took part. So did their coflege-boy brother, Herbert, Evelyn carried off the honors in the Dutch dance, dancing with Fred Duncan, who looked for all the world like one of Rip Van Winkle’s friends on the moun- tain. Constance and the Summer Man were hooked together, as a matter of course, The Spanish gypsy dance was their part of the program. Garland had occasion to remember that evening, Constance, in a litte crimson velvet jacket, all twinkling with spangies, her hair floating about ber shoulders and surmounted by a fantastic little cap with a gold tassel, was the gayest of the dancers. Walter was a f ting compenton, in his vel- vet knee-bresches and crimson sash Constance kept perfect time to the wild, weird muste of the Roumantan bend, and many of the spectators pronounced her the most graceful of the dancers, The Summer Man noticed @uring the evening a sleek young fellow in the audt- ence, who never took his eyes off the Ogden sirls during the performance. Constance had a fine bunch of roses handed up on the stage to her, in addition to those Garland sent her, a: he saw her smile et the sleek Without saying anything, at the card. It read: the slowest young man. he siyly glanced - Mr. PERCY MONTANT, | i He had never heard of Mr. Percy Mone tant before, but he despised him. After the national dances t) cleered, the orchestra moved up upon the stage and the general dancing becan, the performers retaining their gay costumes. “My dear Mitle girl, how bright and be- wiklering you are tonight,” witspered the Summer Man, bending down close to the little fantastic cap. — were Noating easily over the waxed jor. “I ought to be bright, I'm so very, very happy.” she said, holding up her beaming ace. Have piness, everything.” The rest of this dance is mine, I be- Neve, Miss Ogden?” ‘The sleek young man wns at their elbows. “Mr. Garland, this is Mr. Montant, a very old friend, who has something partic- vlar to say to me.” The Summer Men bowed stiffly. Was not aware,” he said, Ogden had divided this dance.” Then he rushed Fred Duncan was standing against the “Come out, Fred, listen to me swear!” exctaimed Summer Man, catching him by the arm and dragging him I anything to do with your hap- jear?” “that Miss teady, oMl man! What's wrong?” ins quired Fred. “T'm on the verge of insanit Garland. “You look it. But wi pened? W! ~sight lit- kno like to know?” about that gh I love her so t ike drinking my- self to deat , let's both drink ou Ives di “Thanks,” “= him back. ade my will yet.” * * muttered Ul prove it Ung you to have an attack st his arm thr nim out th up and down in alt bree h ally “ Walter's, and marched him der that th os mm his bh when Garland’s ste Duncan said to him: e, Walter, what put ye a in of my dance to another 1? i w. ood Lord.” Why, 1 tho: cried Dunean at least, that r he'd as bad.” 1 would rather be a belle with one fellow, no unfalr ei was a yachting party. s it 2 party over to News The Ogd of course, were of the party, th . Fred Duncan, Miss Renton a rs. Miss Ienton’s du:nmy was the choicest of chaperons. To Garland’s dismay, Percy Montant came aboard jusi before they put off. His day, however, was not spolled, as he expected.’ Montant’ never left Evelyn Og- en's side for an instant. Constance, in her yachting costume, was an inspiration, Miss _ Benton wore a heavy vel “onstance held up her soft, bare cheeks for the sun to kiss. The day was perfect. The water was blue, and danced in gentle ripples. Every- body aboard, the dummy excepted, was in the best of spirits, and the claret cup was excellent. Walter and Constance sat on adjoining camp-chairs. You. are perfectly radiant today he d_ her, ibe you know, Mr, Garland,” she re- turned, leaning back in her chair and sur- veying him, “your sayings afford me much food He listened, deepl: “Last night told me I was right and bewildering. Today you my I am radiant. Now, Mr. Garland, I really should like to know exactly how much you have meant each time.” why?” Because, although I have arrive’ ot the ars which ought to be those of discretion, I can’t always tell whether a man is trifling with me or Heretofore, I have never cared. Now 1 do care very much.” “You éo0 care? Well, then, will it please you to know that I bh meant to the letter every word 3 have ever suld to you, and thet, if I dared, T should say a great de@ more, and mean ft also?” “De have a little mc re cup, Miss Ogden, lease my stewanl.” ihe Wheeler Was bowing and smiling be- fore them in his most affable manner. Although Mr. Garland was a guest abgarg Mr. Wheeler’s yacht, and had been most thoughtfully entertained there all day, be would gladly have seen hig host at the bot- tom of the fea. “Hosts are horribly In the way at -imes, Any other follow we cam “freeze” out.” “No, I thank you, M Wheeler, I have hed quite enough. But you may tell your stewami that J will willingly give him a letter of recommendation.” Mr. Wheeler leaned against the rail, crossed his feet, folded his arms and pre- ceeded to entertain them with veneranle ¥ jokes, and Walter did not have a chance to find out whether Constance was pleased or not that he was in love with her. After tea he started Gown to her hotel to m thing with There was now no obstacle between him and the little cir] ef his chotce. Arrived at the hotel, he peered into the stuffy parlors, but she was not there. stepped out on the length. vergnde and walked its ‘The moonlight” enabled him to dis- est conversation, The girl's inguish curv: af Her| Seriousness ts a mere frivolity with such was to = young things. her bare neck. He could evening he was over head and ears was pink. The man was Wwe are so frank each re how | There was something very fumfitar Syne at hy girl's figure an the curly outline had caused No doubt, you have found ere this at Rieb- ‘To be concivéed next wee,