Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1865-07-20
A Naughty Story.

Shall J. tell you naughty story LEU
it's yeracity excuse it.
Some time ago carnival came of on
one OF the Brooklyn ponds. Everybody
was expected to wear fancy dress and
mask, and the affair being very select,
good folks By scores resolved to go
Among them were Mr. Folio-I see that
YOU demand all the names-and his
handsome lady. Of Clinton avenue. Gin
ton avenue is the Madison Square, the
West Green street Of Brooklyn. and
Mrs Folio is the most admired mistress
of it's most sumptuous dwelling. She
was quite good figure upon steel, bav-
ing practiced upon the Capi'oline-not
to speak of parlor skating, which teach
es one the motion quite as well-eyery
good afternoon. But unfortunately,
Mr.. Folio. who must necessarily make
one Of the party, did not know the use
of paths, though TO crafty bis wife, who
was much too proper to go anywhere
by night, unaccompaned By her husband,
be consented to attend the carnival. -
Folio had never seen his wife on ice. be-
ing close business man, though some
thing of gallant, so he acknowledged
her to be nice thing, when sliding off
so excellently. and rolling" so elegant
". Poor fellow Must he patter
around like cripple while she could
skim like racer? However. they mask
ed at last in the seperate buildings pro-
vided for the sexes, and put on their
distinct costumes Mr.. Folio wore a
dress Of the time Of Cosimo the First,
and Mrs Folio appeared as fair Bre-
toness, with starched cap and skirt
gown, which gave her graceful limbs free
circulation. F3lit. being absorbed in
business, had forgotten to ask what his
wife garb would be, but Mrs. Folio, to
be well protected, had betrayed her dom
inc to gentleman whom she made
promise not to reveal her incognito, and
particularly to introduce no gentleman
to her who was not absolutely fastidious
and honorable.
SO they shot for the pond the ice
was smooth as crystal; drummond lights
threw wide splasbes of brightness to and
fro, but here and there were dark, iso-
lated covers and corners secure from in
trusion. The people we're numerous,
and the costumes SO motley that the
Angel of the Plague would not have
known whom TO spare. So, for an in
slant Mrs Folio's friend disappeared
being poor skater and unable to keep
up with her, till returning, he made her
acquainted with Mr. Dromo. Bowling
merely, but not unmasking her, the new
arrival glided to Mrs. Folios side, took
her hands in his. as couples on ice do,
and they rolled off like two marvel
GUS automatons Dromio wore splen-
did Florentine dress, plumed cap, long
ringlets, dark hose over shapcly limbs
with sword, jewelled dagger, and the
cross of the order Of st. John. He was
the best gymnast on the pond-raced
backward, forward, High Dutch, wrig
gle, inside out, heel up, squirm, turn
over, swallow himself Mrs Folio was
in extacies. She was animated to a
generous rivalry, and surpassed her own
previous agility.
Warmed by exercise and contact.
their tones grew softer, their speech less
formal; poor Mrs. Folio once slipped
when Dromio supply caught her by the
waist, and, bold man! kept his hand
around her when they were again alert
Withdraw your arm - whispered
Mrs Folio; my husband is here-he
may know me-"
Say not so, exclaimed the ardent
Dromio; let US ourselves withdraw. .
They glded off to the far angles of the
pond, where, unobseryed their CONVEX
sation sweetened At last the supple
Florentine seized Mrs Folio's hand and
swore that it was the fairest on Long
Island.
"Flatterer?" She answered. IF this
were not the Carnival, l should be indig
nant."
"But since it is the Carnival, give me
one kiss-you will not refuse me 2"
She did not. They fingered lus
cious moment on the margin of the world
moral and the demi monde, and then
the bell at the great gate rang-the
Carnival was overt was time to un-
mask
Il fear to uncover said the lady
''you men are so seldom honorable -
''But YOU must the hour has arrived
Come ! We must, we shall meet again
Let us draw y
They slipped off the dark visages in
simultaneously. and looked into each 9th
er's faces
Good heavens It is Folio -
my wife My wife Y said the strong
man. and they wilted
This closed the tableau