The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1860-10-25

| gan to grow warm. Five minutes elapsed
and Bimby's breath came harder and
faster. On we went, however, and I
scorned to notice his slackening up at
every round as we passed my seat. After
some ten or twelve minutes, the wretch
ed man gasped out between his steps:
"Ah-a-arc you not getting tired?"
"'Oh, no." l burst forth, as coolly as if we
were riding round the room. "oh, no; I
feel as if 1 could waltz all night
The look of despair that he gave was
terrible to see. I was bound to see him
out, however, and we kept at it. Bimby
staggered and made wild steps in all di-
rcctions. His collar wiltcd, his eyes por-
trudcd, his jaws hung down, and altogcth-
cir saw lie could not hold out much lon
ger. ' 80 =.
"This is delightful" l said, composedly,
''and you, Mr.. Bimby, do waltz so easily"'
"Ah, -puff-ycs-oh-puff-very
delightful" gaspcd he. .8s;;
"Don't you think we ought to go a lit
tie faster ?" - ~; r
He rolled his eyes hcavcnward in ago.
ony. So when we ncared the musicians,
/ said .Faster, if you please" and they
played In whirlwlnd. Poor Bimby
threw his feet about like fast PAGER, and
rcvolved after the manner of teetotum
that was nearly run down. AT last he
staggered a step backwards, and spinning
eccentrically away from me, pitched head
long into Il bevyof ladies in corner. /
turned round coolly, and walking to my
seat, sent the young woman-killcr for a
large glass of ice water.
Tie miserable lawyer recovered his SEN
hes just in time to see me thank his rival
Ar the glass of water. / got, some idea
firm this of thefun young ladies find in
toanenting us poor fellows of the other
SEX At This juncture, and before Mr..
Bimbyhad time to apologize for his acci-
dent, little Jennie came rnnning into the
room is she came near me l perceived
that her hands clutchcd closely in her
dress, md positively shuddered as she
whispera to me, "oh Maggie, come and
help me * my skirts-thcy are coming
down"
said Twas tired; "could not some
body else ;o?" 81
No, noting would do but I must ac-.
company Ter to the house of a gentleman
who ownel the grove, and assist her to
arrange hel clothing. So I went. What
if it shouldbe necessary to undrcss the
greater pan of her r;liment? What if,
in the midstbf all the embarrassment OF
being closctcl with beautiful girl Of sew
cnteen. in satc of comparative freedom
from draperysmy real sex and identity
should be disc Ecrcd by her? l felt as if
an apoplcctic # would be fortunate oc-
currence to ne just then. However, l
nervcd myselfEor the task, and accom-
panied Jennie % the house designated.
An old lady showed us into her chamber,
and Jennie hcavng a sigh of relief, let go
her dress. As sic did so, s-pardon my
blushes-a pctti,oat fell to the floor. She
was about to proceed, but / alarmed her
by a sudden and vehement gesture.
stop" l cried frantically, forgetting
my falsetto; .'Dol't undrcss, for Gods
sake"
"And why nots
BccauscI am-c,n youkccp secrct?"
"Why: yes. frightened you look.
Why, what's the mater?-Maggic-you
l-you-why-oh. OH oh - And she
gave three fearful screams.
Hush; no noise, orr am lost" ex-
claimed, putting my hanl over her mouth;
g l mean you no harm"
So was all of a tremble, Door little thing,
but she saw the force of ny argument.
"oh, sir, she said, 81 sec you are a
man, but what does it all mean? Why
did you dress so?"
told her the whole story as briefly as
possible, and cxactcd from her promise
Of the most sacred secrcsy l then went
out of the door and awaited till she had
arranged her dress, when she,called me in
again and we had a long talk, which ended
in IL mutual feeling of triendliness and old
acquaintanceship quite wonderful Tor pco-
pie meeting for the frstt time. Just as we
started to go back to the pavilion, l said
I must relieve my mind of one more bur-