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...socialites drink so heavily? "In the first place," Editor Deshais wrote, "most every woman who considers herself a part of the social swim lunches at clubs or restaurants four or five days a week. Part of the pattern is to have a little something-or two or three little somethings-on the rocks before the fruit cup is brought on. This could mean an intake of from one to five ounces...
...sullen waters spumed in white fury along the Great Barrier Reef, steely, hidden fingers of coral dug into the bottom of the Endeavour and the hearts of every man aboard. Ordinarily, 18th century seamen panicked fast. Most of them were too superstitious to learn how to swim; they felt it would only prolong the agony of drowning. The only rule of shipwreck and death was to loot the liquor supplies and drink oneself insensible in the short time left to live...
...into the arms of his wife. Then, after a cup of coffee, he was whisked off to Victoria for a municipal welcome. Later, with nearly $3,000 in prize money and bonuses in his pocket, he expanded on his plans: "I'd like to try the Golden Gate swim and after that the Gibraltar strait. If I don't get too old, I'd like to break every swimming record there...
...complexion." After Zelda became ill, Fitzgerald said. "I left my capacity for hoping on the little road that led to Zelda's sanitarium." He wrote her: "Do you remember before keys turned in locks, when life was a closeup and not an occasional letter, that I hated to swim naked from the rocks while you liked absolutely nothing better? Still stupid with grief, I find these are the only quarrels I remember." And Zelda could only reply: "Oh Dodo, Dodo, I love you anyway, even if there isn't any me or any love, or even life...
...honeymoon at Brighton in 1892, Clayton hired the public baths for two days so that his "Lorelei" could "swim up and down alone, naked, her long red hair, which when uncoiled reached her knees, trailing in the water behind her." But in a short two years all the romance had gone from their marriage. When Elinor confided to Clayton that a friend of his had the gall to kiss her, she was heartbroken to hear her husband chuckle. "Did he? Good old Brookie!" Clayton was ardent only for a male heir. When Elinor presented him with a second daughter...