New York (N.Y.) -- Description and travel; New York (N.Y.) -- Social conditions
It was some such place, I found, as Atlantic City and Asbury Park are
to-day, yet considerably more restricted. There was but one way to get
there, unless one could travel by yacht or sail-boat, and that was
via train service across Long Island. As for carriage roads to this
wonderful place there were none, the intervening distance being in part
occupied by marsh grass and water. The long, hot, red trains leaving
Long Island City threaded a devious way past many pretty Long Island
villages, until at last, leaving possible home sites behind, the road
took to the great meadows on trestles, and traversing miles of bending
marsh grass astir in the wind, and crossing a half hundred winding and
mucky lagoons where lay water as agate in green frames and where were
white cranes, their long legs looking like reeds, standing in the water
or the grass, and the occasional boat of a fisherman hugging some mucky
bank, it arrived finally at the white sands of the sea and this great
scene. White sails of small yachts, the property of those who used
some of these lagoons as a safe harbor, might be seen over the distant
grass, their sails full spread, as one sped outward on these trains. It
was romance, poetry, fairyland.
And the beach, with its great hotels, held and contained all summer
long all that was best and most leisurely and pleasure-loving in New
York’s great middle class of that day. There were, as I knew all the
time, other and more exclusive or worse beaches, such as those at
Newport and Coney Island, but this was one which served a world which
was plainly between the two, a world of politicians and merchants,
and dramatic and commercial life generally. I never saw so many
prosperous-looking people in one place, more with better and smarter
clothes, even though they were a little showy. The straw hat with
its blue or striped ribbon, the flannel suit with its accompanying
white shoes, light cane, the pearl-gray derby, the check suit, the
diamond and pearl pin in necktie, the silk shirt. What a cool, summery,
airy-fairy realm!
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