This article presents the author's experience of sun bathing on the beaches of the U.S. Nobody had ever heard of ultra-violet in those days. I have known hundreds of men and women who have loved to bathe, to lie on summer sands, to feel the sun striking into their marrows, but who have been utterly untouched by that deeper call which binds them eternally to Hellos. In a way it is like a drug, a sunless month, a sunless winter and the world goes increasingly askew. But contrary to the laws of drugs the after-effects are never painful. No, the aftereffects are a sense of well-being, of calmed nerves, of inner vitality that no drug ever has vouchsafed.
