The morning comet. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1856-1856, 1856-08-20

From the New 0relans Crescent.
HOOP, HU RR A I'll
A TALE OF THE TIMES

PREFACE.
Things ma they are.
Tieo IN Esarrs.
INTRODUCTION.
Keep cool ana let me introduce You to
Miss Blanche Cerceau.
CHAPTER /. a.
And | waited in the drawing room,
till / thought my hair would grow
gray before she would appear. Tho
carriage was at tho door it was n
bitter cold night; | could hear the
coachman swinging and stopping his
arms to keep bis hands warm. / had
wound up the musical box for excite
ment and listened to its soulless jingle
for occupation | had made the little
king Charles spaniel stand on bis
bind legs till he begins to think That
was his normal position. tried with
my right hand to coax "Uncle Ned" out
Of the piauo---much to tho ehagrin Of
that grand instrument, whose mission
was classical music. | beat retreat
from tho realm Of sweet sounds to
that Of sweet feeliugs-my patent
leather boots were awful tight. In
blissfu agony heard ut last, the
opening Of door, a musical laugh,
the rustic Of silks, and there before
me, just giving the last lightning to
her glove lace, was Blanche Cerceau.
Such n seraphic smile, such n cooling
voice.
"And did | keep him waiting p
the dear little Arthur And did he
grow fretful p
"In the lexicon Of Polteness which
Fate has ordained for Il bright man
Of the world, there is no such word as
Frotfulw | answered. | had been
studying this answer for two hours
Bulwcr gave the lesson. AS ! replied,
my eyes fell on the ball costume of
blanche. The pyramids Of Egypt
were evidently intended TO be repres-
ented by that dress, her bend the apex,
and the bottom Of the skirt the base
had to open my eyes twice to take
| in the full circumference, there was no
end to that lower hoop? 4" Can she get
outthe front door," thought |; granted
yet can she get into the carriage ?
| Hadn't | better ride out with the
drivor2' / mildly asked her this last
thought. She answered:
"Never, dear Arthur, on such a
night as this ! Ride inside, only put
your feet up on the cushions; then |
can stand up
kind-bearted Blanche, thought /,
what sacrifices you make for one you
love y ! entered the carriage first,
it was not gallant, but then she inss-
ted on it Then she came in---how |
can't tell, but sbo did it. And stand
ing up like Hippodrome girl in her
chariot, and holding on to the hand
straps, off we started to attend Mad
anne Revcncourt's grand ball.
It was full house; how it would
have gladdencd the heart of prima-
donna, at q dollar ahead Through
the crush Of human beings | swept on
ward with Blanche; once only |
thought it was all up with the whale
bones, but We got through little bent
but still elastic: occasionally, a pass
er.by would sweep the skirts round
till ] saw those daintily chausse tiny
feet, and Der figure looked like a din
ner-bcll cut in two; but the wave
swept on, and the pyramid was a
pyramid.
"WiIl you waltz ?" said to her as
the music sounded.
"Ohl no! / never waltz now ~
"Confound those hoops" thought l.
But we did" q quadrllle----very east
Iy. Only two steps, and the figure
was complete an awkward step from
the gentleman yis-a-vis, and rip went
the lady's skirts, hoops, etc; then
came apologies, retreat to the dressing
room--repairs impossible bad to send
home for the carriage--and instead Of
having splendid evening, Blanche
aud I-she sat down on the seat now,
and took her dear little gloyed hand
in mine and poured consolation into
her heart--rode home before IL
o'clock. O horrors
cHAPTgRfII.
In few days Blance, and | will be
married. Hoop, hurrah The we'd
ding rine-T wish it was some other