Elsie at Nantucket | Page 9

the waves, which would penetrate any other covering.
Dinner was engaged for our entire party at one of the hotels, of which there were two; but as it yet wanted more than an hour of the time set for the meal, all who were not too tired sallied forth to explore the hamlet and its environs.
They found it to consist of about two hundred cottages, similar to those they had engaged for the season, each in a little enclosure. They were built along three narrow streets or lanes running parallel with the edge of the bluff, and stood in groups of twos or threes, separated by narrow cross-lanes, giving every one free access to the town pump, the only source of fresh-water supply in the place.
The children were particularly interested in the cottage of Captain Baxter, with its famous ship's figure-head in the yard.
Back of the original 'Sconset, on the slight ascent toward Nantucket Town, stood a few more pretentious cottages, built as summer residences by the rich men of the island, retired sea captains, and merchants; this was the one broad street, and here were the two hotels, the Atlantic House and the Ocean View House.
Then on the bluff south of the old village, called Sunset Heights, there were some half dozen cottages; a few on the bluff north of it, also.
The town explored and dinner eaten, of course the next thing was to repair to the beach to watch the rush and tumble of the restless waves, fast chasing each other in, and the dash of the spray as they broke along the shore.
There was little else to see, for the bathing hour was long past; but that was quite enough.
Soon, however, nearly every one of the party began to feel unaccountably sleepy. Some returned to the cottages for the indulgence of their desire for slumber, and others, spreading cloaks and shawls upon the sand, enjoyed a delicious rest, warmed by the sun and fanned by the sea breeze.
For a day or two they did little but sleep and eat, and sleep and eat again, enjoying it immensely, too, and growing fat and strong.
After that they woke to new life, made inquiries in regard to all the sights and amusements the island afforded, and began availing themselves of their opportunities, as if it were the business of life.
When it was for a long drive to some notable point, all went together, chartering several vehicles for their conveyance; at other times they not unfrequently broke up into smaller parties, some preferring one sort of sport, some another.
"How many of us are going to bathe to-day?" Mr. Dinsmore asked, the second morning after their arrival.
"I for one, if you will bear me company and look out for my safety," said his wife.
"Most assuredly I will," he answered. "And you too, Elsie?" turning to his daughter.
"Yes, sir," she said, "if you think you can be burdened with the care of two."
"No, mother," spoke up Edward, quickly; "you and Zoe will be my charge, of course."
"Ridiculous, Ned! of course, Harold and I will take care of mamma," exclaimed Herbert. "You will have enough to do to look out for your wife's safety."
(The yacht had touched at Cape May and taken the two college students aboard there.)
"I shall be well taken care of," their mother said, laughingly, with an affectionate glance from one to another of her three tall sons; "but I should like one of you to take charge of Rosie, another of Walter; and, in fact, I don't think I need anything for myself but a strong hold of the rope to insure my safety."
"You shall have more!" exclaimed father and sons in a breath; "the surf is heavy here, and we cannot risk your precious life."
Mr. Dinsmore added, "None of you ladies ought to stay in very long, and we will take you in turn."
"Papa, may I go in?" asked Lulu, eagerly.
"Yes; I'll take you in," the captain answered; "but the waves are so boisterous that I doubt if you will care to repeat the experiment. Max, I see, is waiting his chance to ask the same question," he added, with a fatherly smile directed to the boy; "you may go in too, of course, my son, if you will promise to hold on to the rope. I cannot think that otherwise you would be safe in that boiling surf."
"But I can swim, papa," said Max; "and won't you let me go with you out beyond the surf, where the water is more quiet?"
"Why yes, you shall," the captain replied, with a look of pleasure; "I did not know that you had learned to swim."
"I don't want to go in," said timid little Grace, as if half fearful it might be required of her. "Mamma is not going, and can't I