My dear, I never expected to be so hot in San Francisco

From A treasury of American anecdotes; sly, salty, shaggy stories of heroes and hellions, beguilers and buffoons, spellbinders and scapegoats, gagsters and gossips, from the grassroots and sidewalks of America by Benjamin Albert Botkin. 

Two Boston women . . . went to the San Francisco Fair and ran into a hot spell. As they were stewing on Treasure Island, one said to the other, “My dear, I never expected to be so hot in San Francisco.” “But, my dear,” replied her companion, “you must remember that we are three thousand miles from the ocean.”