one can say whether there was any truth or not in such stories.
It was really a delightful sight on a fine clear day to see two or three hundred ladies sporting in the water, and chasing the waves in their picturesque attire; some with yellow, some white, some crimson dresses on. The gentlemen had their hour, but many were so delighted to see the ladies in their bathing dresses, as they always had seen them so dressed up, they would not keep away, until finally the proprietor placed officers there to keep them off till their hour came.
I, with my little Miss, went in one day with two or three hundred people. My little girl had on a yellow flannel dress, trimmed with red, and my own dress was the brightest crimson that could be found. I was proud to have them admired as the prettiest dresses in the water that season. While in the water, I noticed one lady who had on nothing but a simple nightgown; and on coming out she lost her little house. These little houses are for changing the dress in, and there are three or four hundred of them along the beach. She asked many people, but she was such a comical figure no one would tell her anything of it. She looked to me like a drowned rat. It was plain to be seen she was not much accustomed to the seaside.
On coming out of the water, I saw such an insignificant little creature, such as we call in our city, Count Nobody. He was standing on the cliff, laughing immoderately at this poor woman. I felt so angry with him I could have gone up one side of the cliff and thrown him down the other, but for his insignificance. He was there flourishing with a young lady,
