Sinopsis

The summer outing is a fad—a necessity of fashion. Reigning beauty bares
its brow on ocean waves and climbs mountain heights, courting sun-kisses.
Jaunty sailor hats and narrow visored caps are donned, that the amber
burning of the summer's excursion may be displayed at early assemblies of
heraldic Four Hundred. Anglo-mania has taught at least one good lesson—
that the russet cheek of romping health is more kiss-tempting than the
rose-in-cream of beauty lolling on downy cushions. Elite closes its massive
doors and draws down front window shades; Paterfamilias sweats in his
struggle to force a balance to the credit side, and mothers and daughters sit
at back windows in glare of su...