CHAPTER IV. 



THE JEKSET COAST. 



" A Girl from New Jersey." 



Why is it that every one who visits New Jersey 

 comes away with an ecstatic impression of Jersey 

 girls that he never can forget ? Lovely they are, it 

 is true, but not more beautiful than other fair ones 

 of America ; affable, gentle, graceful, sprightly — ^but 

 these qualities are common in our angel-favored 

 country. Yet no one that has been blessed with 

 their company can forget them, but carries for ever 

 in his heart the image of one, if not two or three, 

 Jersey girls. 



These reflections were suggested to the writer by 

 the recollection of his first trip, many years ago, to 

 the Jersey coast. The summer had been oppres- 

 sively hot, and being detained in town during the 

 fore part of August, he was glad to avail himself of 

 the first chance to escape from the city and betake 

 himself to the cool, invigorating breezes of the sea- 

 shore. Not knowing precisely what route to follow, 

 he trusted himself on board the train without any 

 definite destination, and, upon inquiry, was informed 

 that a good place for bay-shooting was at Tommy 

 Cook's, near the coast, and about four miles from 



