Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1888-12-13
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Stewart accompanied by Miss Aman-
da Fridkake, Mr.. Richard s. Bryan,
escorting Miss Stewardship Ia ger-
man lady Of high polish), attracted at
/ tentlon.
But it was not on these 30 much as
on stout, round little man with q
| very solemn and determined face and
| legs that were as symmetrical as Il
parenthesis that attention was fixed
Mr.. Simon Williams, it was seen at
the start, was the cake-walker of the
cake-walkers. Scrupulously dressed ia
a long black Prince Albert coat, blue
striped trousers. high collar, and a
red necktie, smoking adangerous-look-
ing cigar with an air that might he
called one OF stern nonchalance, and
moving with the grace of the ocean,
no wonder envious admiration toward
him filed nearly every breast. With
out the envy it was conspicuous in the
shy, trusting glance that fed from the.
eyes OF Miss LenOre Henderson into
his as the couple sfrode along. 1t was
Miss Henderson who chung to Mr..
Williams arm and glideu forward
with him in q delicious unison OF mo-
tions that caused Officer Walsh, the
coiored policeman, to unbutton his
vest and remove his collar.
Look a. dem,' moaned the gentle-
men along the walls. Look a. dem.
See dat ar moke, see him trow hisself.
Hedon need ter sweat. Er-wow Lawd.
son, dat feliah win er canter. No uss
nohow tryin' ter beat dat a-boy. Mi
jess as well try'n catch 'ern troh VII da
ole bush-hoss. W'ite Nose.n
And indeed it was no use. In vain
might Mr.. Butler row out his chest
and glance with naughty eve at the
foe. In vain might Mr.. Powell shake
his toe at the end of each step-the
feature that won q cake for him at the
great Bethesdy walk last year. Deed
twas no use. AS yatch sails over
the still waters Of an inland sea, as q
brook flows down sandy channel, SO
did Mr.. Williams circumnavigate the
room; and before he got halt around the
verdict was practically settled.
I'VE finds,, said Mr.. Harris, tho
referee. "dah Mistah Willyums he is
'servin' of de-
"Hol' on dere!n broke in Mr.. john
son, the bad eye. .Hol' on dere, dis
man yer is 'fessional. He's done
won twenty outer twen'y-tree walks
an / 'sireD
.sAs was sayin',n Mr.. Harris
wenton, calmly scrapins his fingernails
with razor, "Misstah WiIlyums has
won dis yere cake, and Mr.. Willyums
gOin' to get it.n And Mr.. Williams,
now all joltity and benevolence, but
with a hint of conscious pride in his
high gla nee, grabbed the tall cake and
sat down in the corner with the shar-
er in his honors.
Of course the cake walk was not the
only feature of the evening. There
was ball. The swells of the Second
Ward danced the lancers and waltzes
and the polkass and other dances.
There were white men in the room
who had been drawn in by the novelty
of u colored ball in q prominent place
like Greenebaum's Is hall. There were
also some white ladies there. You
knew they were ladies even il they did
smoke cigarettes, because they said SO
and because one of them thumped an
young man with beer
glass. And everything was formal
and nice. IF you wanted dance all
you had to do was to borrow q revolv-
er anu sally up to your girl and say:
dis wifi me?n The walk-wRltZ was
the favorite step, but of dourse there
were others, all of them just as nice.
Space and time forbid mention of
more than few of the costumes.
Here are some of the most striking:
Miss Lola Hudson, green silk. cut en-
Jain, with Elzabethan ruff; ivory- !
handled razor.
Miss Ruby Flanders, white satin
With old lace; mother-ofpearl orna-
nents; mahoganyshandled razor.
Mrs. Clarissa Dumboy, red jersey,
blue satin skirt, plain Sheffield razor.
Miss Mallnday Dumboy, sealskin
cloak, yellow silk dress, pearl-handled
'aZor.
Miss Ruby Bennett, blue dress, large
'ase-knife.
The gray of dawn was in the sky be-
ore the ball broke up. 1t passed off
,ery pleasantly, although the loss 1T
everai small articles was complained
#. Mr.. Winkleried Shinbowen of 481
south Clark street lost an elegant
Gather dice-box and Mr.. Arthur Hig-
,ins came away minus an ear Chi