The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1858-01-06

as coming from one man to another
lyon are kind as you are fascinating7"
you 6ntter me'
"I? No, indeed praise of you can
not be aattery, Miss Lee
tOh, sir really you are u very naugh
iy man." said, in the most feminine tone
could command.
He cast laughing glance at me through
my black lace veil, and | began to fear
for bis feelings
We soon arrived ~ the grove and
! found our band--engaged beforehand--a.
. waiting us. OF cOu,gA 1o1c;ng VS. te
Grst amusement, ana lawyer biuby lea
Inc out for Schottsche 1t was hard
at first for me to take the lady's part in
my dance, but | soon got accustomed to
it. When waltz was proposed, | resol-
we'd to have a little amusement at the ex-
pense of the unfortunate Bimby.
| had first made him purposely jealous
by dancing with two other young fellows,
one Of whom l knew, in my own charac-
ter but who never suspected me as Mag
gle Lee This young man, who was a
great woman-kiler-a sort of easy, devil.
may-care rascal-who made the ladies
run after him, by his alternate wrath of
action, coolness of protestation-I select
ed to play off against my legal adviser.
allowed him to hold me very closely,
and occasionally looked at him with
half fascinating cxpression.-When we
stopped dancing, he led me to my seat,
keeping his arm around my waist, and [
permitted it.
Having thus stirred Bimby up to feats
of wrathful valor, asked one Of the gem
tlemen to ask the musicians to play a
waltz Bimby came Immediately
"Ahem--a Miss Lee, SHALL, have
the honor of-a--trying a waltz with
you"
smiled graceful acquiesence and we
commenced.
Now, | am an old stager at waltzing.
| can keep it up longer than any non-pro.
iessional dancer, male or female, whom |
ever met. AS long as the Cachuca rings
in my ears, | can go on, fit is for year.
Not so Bimby; he plead want of prac-
tice and acknowledged that he soon got
dizzy.
Aha, old boy" thought I, ri give
you a turn them"
But | only smiled, and said that /
should probably get tired first.
Oh, yes :" he exclaimed of conrsa
can waltz as long as any one lady. but
not much more p
tor the first three minutes my cavalier
did vel. He went smoothly and evenly
but at the expiration Of that time, began
to grow warm Five minutes elapsed
and Bimby's breath came harder and har
der.--On We went, however, and | scorn-
ed to notice his stacking up at every
sound, when he passed my eat. After
some ten or twelve minutes, the wretched
man gasped out between bis steps,
All, s-re you not--getticg tired %
oh, no. burst forth, rs cooly as if
We were riding round the room-oh, no
feel aa if could waltz all night
The look Of despair that he gave was
terrible TO see.
was bound to see him through how.
ever, and we kept at it. Bimby stagger.
ed, aud made wild steps in all directions
His shirt collar wilted, his eyes protruded
his jaw hung down, and, altogether. | saw
be could not hold out much longer.
" This is delightful" said, composed.
ly, and you waltz so easily"
"Puff-pufi'-ah puff--oh-pu1-ysry
--puf-delightfnl," gssped he.
Don't you think il ought TO 60 lit.
tie faster?
All puf-puf-I dont--ah--puff-
don't know
So when we neared the musicians, |
said - faster if you please-iaster - and
they played la whirlwind.
Poor Bimby threw his feet about like
fast PAGER, and revolved after the manner
Of a tectotum which was nearly run
down.--At last he staggered step back
wards, and spinning eecentricically away
from me, pitching headlong into the midst
OF small bevy Of ladies in a corner. |
turned round cody. and walked to nv
seat, sent the young woman-kiler for
glass of Ice water,
The miserable lawyer recovered his sen.
ses just in time to see me thank his rival
for the water
got some idea from this, of the fun
the ladies find in tormenting us poor dew
lis of the other sex.
At this juncture, and before Mr.. Bimby
had time to apologize for his accident,
little Jennie came running into the pa
wilton which served as Il ball room. As
she came near, l perceived that her
hands were elutched tightly in her dress
and positively shuddered as she whis-
pered to me,
Oh, Maggie come and help me fix
my skirts--they are coming down !"
What should do? | was in agony
A cold Precipitation broke out upon my
forehead. | wished myself thousand
miles away, and anathematized Bob Styles
masquerading project inwardly, with fear
ful maledictions.
said | was tired out--could not some.
body else go?
No, nothing would do, but must ac.
company her to the house Of the gentle.
man who owned the grove and assist her
to arrange her clothing. So out | went.
What ii il should be necessary to re-
move the greater part Of the raiment ?
What if she should tell me to do some