Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1889-01-25

dancing.
Let us keep down to the waltz!
THE WALTZ ANALYZED.
When man and girl stand up before
each other for a waltz the sensations Of each
cannot naturally be fairly defined by the
calm, critical spectator. To fully appreciate
the entire anticipations Of the girl or the
complete conjectures of the man it might be
necessary to go back a year or SO in the lives
Of both partners.
Suppose this pretty young woman had be-
come engaged to the hated rival OF this hand
some young man while the latter was away
In Coloradol Suppose the young man knew
1t to be case of parental tyranny and that
the girl was futtering like frightened dove
at this moment.
They waltzl
There is no need Of going round the room
with them. You miss them, and you Will
stake your life they are out in the conserva-
tory.
Now, you will readily admit, I am sure,
that the waltz exerts an emotional and senti-
mental influence upon its participants. And
In an instance such as the above good and
proper influence, perhaps.
We will inmagine ow two fine and healthy
young people Of differing sexes about to
waltz together, Immediately after their first
meeting. She Is about 10 years of age, tall,
slender. delicately curved, tinted with the
dainty hues Of virginia. purity, golden haired
and altogether exquisite to look upon. He IS
a good formed, strong and clean built young
fellow, with big, knowing eyes and jolly
mustache.
She rises from her place beside her mother
and yields herself up to her strange but re-
assuring partner. The young man dexter
ouslv wreathes his right arm around her
small, soft waist.
At this juncture the cynic puts in his decla-
ration that under the decent rule Of things
the young fellow in question couldn't get his
arm about the girls waist inside of six
months And he could only do it then by
proving to her that he had good mind as
well as good arm. The waltz has purified
an insult into a conventionality.
THE wITcHERY OF IT ALL
But to return to the young people, who are
now floating away over pink clouds like SER
apis. In the young mans left hand rests the
right hand of the girl. There is really no
part Of the latter's satiny softness touched by
fingers of the man, for at this epoch Of social
regulations they are both wearing gloves.
But there is the little thing, just as pretty as
q flower petal, and crushed, if you like, as
easily.
The girl slips slightly and utters faint
little cry. Her partner takes tighter hold OF
her hand, laughs with her, and the waltz
reels on, the frmer grasp Of hands not being
relaxed.
'Ah hal" growls the cynic. 'He couldn't
press her hand like that in less than ten weeks
If it were not for this vulgarizing waltz"
To the maiden in her dance again! Her
fair, young head reaches up to such a point
on the young man as to bring the last fluffy
skeins of her golden hair just opposite his
lips There is perfume in those cleaning
coils-not an artificial perfume, but the rich
honest fragrance Of cleanness and beauty.
The young man inhales gratefully this re-
fined odor Of hair.
''Why," puts in the cynic, che wouldn't get
near enough to find that smell in three
months if society didn't give him the priv
ilege to steal it in the cheap way he is doing
If you have waltzed you will know. Let
us suppose you are a girl; that your right
cheek comes about four inches from the shirt
collar Of your partner. Your neck, all lovely
with luminous sheen like moonlight, is ex-
actly under his gaze. If you are not as agile
as a fawn your knees are bound to bump
against his at irregular intervals. Should
Gu6 TOOul Ut CIOWutl, do ~ usually ID, JOu
and he are constantly coming into collision
with your gracious but massive companion
dancers The effect is clustering, even if not
wholly disastrous.
Let us return to the golden headed example
we took to commence with. There she sails
like glad, mad fairy, supported by the will
ing arms Of her silent partner. A sensuous
melody signs from the arbor of ferns and
palms, the air grows heavier with light and
fragrance, there is a rushing torrent of happy
people flying by like revolving rainbows, the
floor heaves like a rose strewn ocean and all
is glory, melody and joy.
HERE Is THE CLIMAX
Bang! The two excited people We have
been watching have danced into a sort Of
vortex of walters. They have suddenly
been crushed hard against each other. The
young mans lips have been driven square
into the girls hair. He has clutched her
madly for support just as she has clutched
him, and as the crowd whirls away and
leaves them standing there free from danger,
the are dazed, palpitating, infamed.
SWELL that settles it's cries the cynic
s'This is where I leave If they intend tx
carry this thing any further than they have
already, I want to be where can buy 6
morning paper to read about the scandal
Let's go out and blush!"
But the dancers are away again, and al
seems sweet and just. What an INTERVIEWING
Of flying peoplel What an array of arm en-
circled waists! What noiseless, solid con
cussionsl And a never ending smile il
wreathed in a rapturous radiance from one
end Of the room to the other. The cynic ant
his friend the moralist are out in the supper
room trying to blush, but the real, helpless
beautiful blush is on the face of the LITTLE
golden haired Walter. She is just stopping
with glad sigh Of happiness, before her COM
placent mamma. Her modest young eyes are
raised in grateful regret to the big ones of
the young man as he lingeringly lets fall her
clinging fingers The two have been ac-
quainted during matter Of ten minutes, but
it seems as if they had been friends for ever
so long The waltz has done so much for
them. He has seemed SO strong, she SO de-
Gciously sweet and confidingl When they
had collided out ON the floor he had caught
her in a protecting embrace, which taught
her how gallant he would undoubtedly be in
railway accident And her hair had shone
near his eyes with a sunlike effulgence, and
he had thought how dazzling it would look
streaming in a chaotic glory down over her
splendid shoulders.
The cynic was asking the moralist out in
the supper room if he could see any blush on
his face.
And this girl and fellow are down for more
waltzes. "Some one else may have the
hncers," he has said to her, and she has
smiled peculiarly, wonderingly, not knowing
exactly how she felt, but glad he prefers the
waltzes
Now, if You desire to know what harm
there is in all this / refer you to the cynic in
the supper room. He is old, cruel, equity.
But when you fall in love with girl, don't
you expect to stop her Waiting with other
men. Why do you do 500 Is there contami-
nation in the exercised No golden haired
thing like the one we have been watching will
allow that there is. But she may be as far
out of the way as the cynic.
In the meantime the merry waltz swings
on.-New York Herald.
The Doctor Away.
Caller-What 6 terrible cough you have!