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Silent upon the shore of Coney Island, N. Y., one day last week, sat the Governor of South Dakota. It was the first time he had seen an ocean, or a razor-shell clam or an undertow or a beach littered with bottles, fruit crates, oil dregs, clinkers. The Governor of South Dakota is a witty man, as all can testify who heard his speech at the Jackson Dinner in Washington last fortnight. Confronted with an ocean, he said: "It looked pretty...
...Oregon is news for what he does. In September, 1925, he was arrested on charges of throwing crockery drunkenly around a restaurant. The case against him was dropped, but the incident contributed to his defeat in the Senatorial elections last year. Then in July, 1926, he fought a menacing undertow for 15 minutes at Ocean City, Md., rescued a drowning woman. Last week he was greeted with a law suit; two Manhattan modistes demanded that he pay them $1,121 for his daughter's trousseau†-a bill which has been due for more than a year. Mrs. Stanfield...
Ocean At the foot of 23rd Street, Coney Island, at seven o'clock one evening, surly breakers crowded over Morris Ravmitzky, 17. The undertow pressed its oily brine down into his lungs, dragged his body out for the depth crabs to fumble over. For three days and nights the boy's mother paced the beach, heedless of sprawling crowds that bathed, babbled and ebbed home to rest. She watched the grim ocean, lamenting. At seven o'clock of the third evening, Mrs. Ravmitzky stood at the foot of 21st Street, still muttering her lament. Occasionally a barrel...
Recently U. S. Senator Robert N. Stanfield of Oregon walked the beach at Ocean City, Md., suddenly, startled, heard a scream. Mrs. J. E. Swanson of Florida was struggling feebly against buffeting combers. No poltroon, Mr. Stanfield swam lustily to her, fought undertow for 15 minutes before he could make the shore. Said the Senator: "This experience was the most harrowing of my life...
...athlete? Mile. Sion determined to try again. Accompanied by a tug which contained, among others, Rival Harrison, she took off for Dover in the bright morning. Six hours after her start she was only nine miles from the pale cliffs. But against her, also, the tide turned; the undertow clutched at her thighs; the chill of the seas began to penetrate her courage. Once she was 1¼% miles from shore-the nearest that any woman has come to achieving the exploit, but at length, unable to make progress, she was picked up, and her tug chugged back toward France...