New Oregon plaindealer. (New Oregon, Iowa) 1859-1866, 1861-05-03

d The young ladies all, looked at me in
apparent astonishment at such voice,
and I wanted to, laugh all the more.
Fortunately, Mr.. Bimby came to my
rescue at the moment, and edged him
selfin among the crinolinc.
+. May I sit herep he asked, pointing
to low stool near me. gas@ 4G.a
4 Certainly I simpered, in q high
falseto. ..a .s.f-t.E 2 ~ .--.s... .....
'Ah, thank you,' SAID Bimby--with
a lackadaisical air. which nauceated me.
as coming from one man to another
you are as kid as you are facinating.'
You fatter met
II No; praise Of you cannot be fat
terry, Miss Lee.' .
%, sir, really you are very naughty
man. Isaid in the most feminine tone
/ could command.
He cast a languishing glance at me
through my black lace veil, and I fair
ly began to fear for his 'fcelings.'
We soon arrived at the grove, and
found our band-engaged beforehand
awaiting us. Of course, dancing was
the first amusement, and lawyer Bimby
led me out for Schottische. It was
hard for me at first to take tie lady's
part in my dance, but soon got accus-
toned to it. When q waltz was pro-
posed I resolved to have little amuse-
ment at the expense of the unfortunate
Bimby.
I had at first made him purposely
jealous by dancing with two other young
fellows, one of them I know, in my
own character, but who never suspec-
tod me as Maggie Lee. This young
man, who was great woman-liker--a a
sort Of easy, devil-may-care rascal, who
made the la lies run after him. by his
alternate wrath of action coolness Of
protestation-I selected to play of
against my legal admircr. I allowed
him to hold me closely and occasionally
looked at him with facinating express
ion. When We stopped dancing, he
led me to my seat, still keeping his arm
around my waist: and l permitted it.
Having thus stirred Bimby up to
the feats of wrathful valor, | asked one
of the gentlemeo to direct the music
ians to play waltz. Bimby came i'm
mediately. ..f, .,.....
'Ahem, a Miss Lee shall I have
"a have-the honor of--a--trying a
"a waltz with you?' ~ psefr ,+
Ismiled graceful acquiescence. and
we commenced. s. ...fs ...f..,7
Now, I am On old stager at waltzing.
I can keep it up longer than any nom
professional dancer, male or female,
whom I ever met. As long as the Ca
chuca or the Schounebrunnen rings in
my ears. / can go on if it is for =
year. I Hn t.,
Not SO Bimby. He plead want Of
practice, and acknowledged that he
soon got dizzy. ~ '
AHA, old boy! thought l, 'Pll give
you turn, them
But I only smiled, and said that /
should probably get tired first.
'Oh yes" he exclaimed, of course I
can waltz as long as any one lady, but
not much more.'
For the first three minutes my cav
alier did we'll. He went smoothly and
evenly, but at'thc expiration of that
time began to grow warm. Five min
utes elasped and Bimby's breath be
came harder and harder. On we went,
however, and scorned to notice his
slackening up at every round when we
passed seat. After some ten or
twelve minutes the wretched man gas
ped between his steps
'Ah, a-are you-not getting-a-
tired? ~
oh NOT I burst forth as coolly as if
we had been riding about the rooom-
oh no, / feel as if could waltz oil
night
The look of despair that he gave was
terrible to see.