The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1868-12-30

quite innocent in themselves, but not en-
tomarily talked Of between .adi.s and gel
tlemen.
was terribly embarrassed, but it woul
notde to give it up then. As soon as IN
trick should become known, Bob Styles
trick would also come out, and as news O
that kind travels fast in the country, n
and his lady love would be telegraphed an,
followed before they could reach the cit
where the Styles family lived and wher
the knot was TO be tied.
The river breeze was very fresh wher,
we suit, and noticed that several OF III.
lsdies were g'ancips uneasily Mt me.
couldn't divine the reason, until Jenny m,
little friend from the boarding school lait
her face dangerously close to mine ant
whispered:
"My dear Mdgeie. your dress is blowing
terrible high; your ankles will be the town
talk with the gentlemen. g 45ET
Now was conscious of having a very
small foot for man, and had donned o
pair Of open worked stockings, with pal.
Of CATERS borrowed from \ servant girl, in
all of whict5 tossery any running gear y
looked quite feminine and respectable bat
the idea OF the gentlemen talking about
my ankles and Of being cautioned thus by
q young girl who would have been Tighten
cd to death If had told her the same thing
yesterday, was too much for me and
burst out into sort of strangulated laugh
which could only check by swallowing
half ofmy little filagree laced edged hand
kerchief. The ladies' all looked at me in
apparent establishment at such voice, and
wanted to laugh the more. Fortunate
y Bimby came to my rescue aud edged
himself in among tho crinoline.
"May cit heres" pointing to o low stool
Certainly" simpcred in my high ial-
setto. Ah't
''Ah, thank YOU" said Bimby with
|ackadaisical air, which nauseated me as
coming from one man to another, you are
Is kind as you are facinating."
lyon latter me-"
81! No, indeed praise Of you cannot be
lattery, Mis- Leo" ltfra a5.rI.3s
20, sir, really, you are very naughty
nan F." said in tho most feminine tone
ould command.
He cast languishing glance at me
trough the black lace veil, and l fairly
'egan to fear for his feelings.
We soon arrived at the grove, and found
'u- land engaged beforehand, awaiting
OF course, dancing was the FIRST amuse- |
1ent, and lawyer B. led me out for
It was hard ut first to take |
he lady's part in any dance but soon
OF accustomed to it. When waltz was |
l resolved to have little fun at
he expense Of the unfortunate Binby.
l had first made him purposcly jealous by
ancing with two other young fellows, one
whom knew in my proper character,
ut who never suspected me as Maggie
zee. This young man, who was q great
oman killer-a sort of devil may care ras-
u, who made the Indies run after him by
is alternate wrath of action and GOODNESS
protestation--1 selected to "play off +"
u my legal admirer. l allowed him to
old me very closely, and occasionally
oked OF him with half fascinating ex-
ression. When we stopped dancing, he
d ME to my seat, keeping his arm about
y waist. which permitted. 80
Having thus stirred Bimby up to feats
wrathful valor, asked one ofthe gen.
emen to direct the band to play waltz
imby came Immediately.
"Ahem--a-Miss Lee shall I---have the
'nor of-a--trying waltz with you?"
l smiled gracious acquiesceue, and we
Now am an old stager at waltzing. II
IN keep it up longer than any non profess
onal dancer. male or female, whom ever
ct. As long as the Cachucha or the
slonnebrannen ring in my ear, Lean go
! if it is for q year. ga <4E
Not SO with Bimby. He pleaded the
ant of practice, and acknowledged that
. soon got dizzy. sa s i
"Aha, old boy" thought IL will give
u a turn, then!''
But l only smiled, aud said that should
obably get tired first. ~ l.
20, yes he exclaimed "of course can
'ltz as long as one lady, but not much
1ger."
For :he frst three minutes my cavalier
! we'll. lie went smoothly and evenly
t at the expiration Of that time, began
grow warm. Five minutes elapsed and
mby's breath came harder. On we went
viewer, and scorned to notice his slack
, up at every round, when we passed my
IT. After some ten or twelve minutes
> wretehed man gasped out between his
'ps. ,-.Y,-.,s q. .-.r..s.5rle.
All, Are you not gst-getting tir- !
x o, no I feel as if I could waltz oil