Democratic Sentinel, Volume 14, Number 21, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 June 1890 — She Knew All About It. [ARTICLE]

She Knew All About It.

They were registered Mr. and Mrs. Brown at the hotel in the little village on the Sound. In half an hour after their arrival Mrs. Brown was overheard to say to her husband: “See here, Mr. Brown, I want to take a ride in one of them boats." “Of course, love, but wouldn’t it be better to wait; until after dinner? Nobody goes s iling at this time of day. Don’t you see that all the boat; are tied up or drawn ashore?” “Botheration! Brown, get a boat” Brown yielded, and arm-in-arm they marched down to the lan iing. “See here Brown” (his name wasn’t See here Brown, but she addressed him in that way oftener than in any other), “did you ever row a boat?” Brown had to acknowledge that he never did, but he was willing to try. “Then I’ll teach you,” sa d Mrs. Brown, confidently. The little craft rocked lightly on ten feet of clear water, at the bottom of which were strewn the usual assortment of oyster cans, broken crockery, mussel shells and old boot legs. “Now, my dear,” said Brown, “be careful how you get into the boat Don’t jump into it, or try to get into it head foremost, or upon all fours, but put one foot on each side and ” “See here, Brown, do you suppose I’ve never been in a boat before? Don’t I know that them two little pegs in the side of the boat are a sort o’ stirrup for a lady to put her foot into, this way, so as to ” “No, no!” shrieked Brown, but it was too late. The lady had put her foot into it. Her M 55 pounds avoirdupois was too much, and as the boat ported and turned up its keel for the sun to kiss, she keeled to, and went to the bottom of the bay among the oyster shells, etc. And the boat-hook that hauled her out ruined her best drees.