At a later period the Joseph Jeffersons used to visit us; Horace Howard Furness, one of my father's oldest friends, built a summer home very near us on the river, and Mrs.John Drew and her daughter Georgie Barrymore spent their summers in a near-by hostelry.
I can remember Mrs.Barrymore at that time very well---wonderfully handsome and a marvellously cheery manner.

Richard and I both loved her greatly, even though it were in secret.

Her daughter Ethel I remember best as she appeared on the beach, a sweet, long-legged child in a scarlet bathing-suit running toward the breakers and then dashing madly back to her mother's open arms.

A pretty figure of a child, but much too young for Richard to notice at that time.

In after-years the child in the scarlet bathing-suit and he became great pals.