The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1865-03-02
MARCH =, 1865.
A WAC ON SKATES.
Brick Pomeroy at Central Park.

l was there. Carnival on Fifth Ave
nue. Skating Pond. Time, afternoon and
evening. Occasion, superabundance of
ice- Reason, much skating. Result,
! much fun. Saw it in the papers. Told
Jerusha Mehitable my head ached j.
NJ. is the sharer Of my woes. She didn't
read the papers-didnt know of carni-
val Head grew worse and more worsely.
| ToldJ NJ. l would go for doctor. Asked
her wouldst she if her head ached. An
swered she me then. wouldst. Therefore
l vented. Head didn't ache however,
Went forth. Walked slowly round two
corners for fear one wouldn't be enough,
Took passage with Oscar. Advanced
with Oscar to the Carnival. Marched
with vigor to the gate Man demanded
ticket All right. Skirmished to the
left in direction of carnival. Verify.
verify, big thing Two bands played
music while many girls went forth TO
skate. Delicate business that skating.
Gazed with admiration on the evoluting
crowd who were toying on the bosom of
skating pond. Mr.. and Mrs. Avenue
were there in carriages. The Avenue
girls were there. Nice girls. One sweet
little dumping said please give me
hand till get on the ice" i gave her
both hands, and when we reached the
glassiness thereof and she told me she
was on it, how my heart jumped as her
heart smiled so sweetly into mine own
j. NJ. didn't trouble me even in thought
then! just as l helped my angel with
pink skirt and striped hose on the ice.
she scooted from me like a bird on
wing, so to speak. gazed and she went.
Then fell back to the reception room.
One of the avenue girls with another
one. came In with fun in their eyes, paint
on their cheeks, cuils on their hair, fancy
skating rigs on their bodices, and skates
IN bags on their arm. l offered to put
skates on for them offer was accepted.
Goodness ! did you ever hold the foot
of an avenue girl in your lap and gently
squeeze the little toes of the little foot
in the furry of getting the skate to fit ?
. dear it's fun And such short skirts,
and such pretty Balmoral hose, like little
barber poles of flesh, blood, lightning
and electricity. Helped many skates on
to many feet of the avenue girls Large
family of girls; one of them gave l half
a dollar for skating her. Got tired of
the exercise, went to hole in the wall,
gave man half dollar for use of skates
paid boy ten cents to-strap them on, and
rambled forth to join the whirling throng.
Skating is not, in the present year of our
Lord. my best forte. But strong heart
said $50 it y Obeyed injunction, and
went it, Gracious, but how easy just
like falling off alog-only little heavier
on the fall. Fine exercise. Many boys
and girls mirshed audibly to see me glide
rapidly up the pond; and, in trying to
dodge two hundred and fifty pounds of
skates, in short hoops and red boots, in
serted one leg in an air hole. Very moist
was that are hole. Got out with agility,
and the help of shinny- club, and went
on. Just as l started, sweet little
chicken, in blue jacket, striped apron,
streaked hose, and velvet cap, darted
past and said, ..Catch me-" Then /
urged my mad career on to a close-or
toward the animated clothes which was
so swiftly on the glide She lodged, I
and lodged. Meet long rooster with
eye glasses, side whiskers, bobtail coat,
fancy skates. timber legs, and a lisp. He
yelled, Take care, fellah = And we
both lodged the same way l slanted
the right skate point to xindward bob 4
tail anchored. "All right" said l, and
passed on. Lost the blue jacket and
striped apron in the melee. Met timber
legs on the limp. He wanted an apollo
gy; so did /. We parted in coldness,
and he with a confusion on his head
The music kept playing itself. The
crowd kept arriving. Never saw so
much style on ice. Blue Jackets, red
jackets, yellow tunics, green skirts. pur-
pie balmorals, striped hose, red CATERS.
pretty ankles, jaunty skating hats, neat
little limhs-O Lordy bot how queer a
fello~eels when he feels queerly We
all skated. Soon, frolicksome oyster
came tearing up the pond steadying his
gray haired governor. How they glided
and the writer hereafter in their wake
Pretty girl wanted to take my arm until
she learned to strike out Nice girl-she
can have those arms any day. Girl took
arm. We skybugled hither and yon-
yon and hither-as the waves dash in on
Cony Island. Met vigorous female
scudding before the gale at heavy rate
Of speed There was q collision Pretty
girl turned a somersault and Topped in
to the arms of venerable rooster who
stood then and there lookeron 1 an
chored on a chilly spot OF frigidity, and
heard the buttons part company with
naistband. The emphatic and limbfatic
female had done it.
With an 'houch' OF much anguish,
And a tear her nose
She squashed and she hid me
Safe under her clothes
It might have been fun but, situated as