The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1914-12-02
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BY GRACE HOGE.
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Sicily emitted a sound like that OF
an unmutied motor. Then he slammed
down his glass and gasped like a fish
out Of water.
I'll be dodgasted if l will" said
he.
Mrs. Shelly did not move an eye
lash. The class meets at the
Firches," she proceeded, land your
Tuxedo will be all right"
Dancing class at my age!" Sicily
roared. why not marbles? Me tie
myself up in bowknots doing the
tango when l ought to be handling my
grandchildren on my knee telling
them stories of the war"
You haven't any grandchildren, and
as your son is only fourteen, you
don't have to worry about that for a
WHILE" remarked Mrs. Sicily. AND
there is no sense in our being back
numbers when every one else is do
ing such things. And l want to learn
the one-step tonight. 1t is great fun.
Besides, I promised that I'd join"
why did l ever get married." Skel-
ly demanded hotly of the %chitfonier,
as he incased himself in the Tuxedo.
why doesn't a man ever appreciate
his freedom when he has it, I'd like
to know? Why didn't 1 stay down
town with Powett when he asked me,
instead of coming home to pass a
happy evening in the bosom Of my
family? Dragged out of my comfort.
able chair to make an idiot Of my
self"
The electric has come" said Mrs.
Sicily, peering from the window.
Come along, Arthur"
What chance has a man got, any
how?' Shelly demanded %furiously Of
five other men in the dressing room
at the Finches. mo chance at ALL"
The other five agreed unanimously
and gloomily.
81 feel like a fool" Sicily said, as
they surged in before the teacher
with their wives. Il think age should
be dignifed. Any pictures of the
tango that I've seen show the people
climbing chandeliers or sliding on
their shoulder blades. I put it to
you, Emily, would 1 look we'll sliding
on my shoulder blades? Would you
like to haye our o see me doing
it?"
Miss Grippy," interposed Mrs. Skel-
ly sweetly at this point in the mono
logue, my husband, Mr.. Shelly"
Some LOCKER" commented Sicily,
with a show Of interest. as she to
teach us? Why didn't you intimate
something to that effect sooner?
Cracking good ankles, hasn't She"
Arthur" said Mrs. Sicily severely,
you're supposed to be listening to
what she's saying!"
"All speech is not verbal" insisted
Sicily. whats that she is saying
about a grapevine? 1t sounds compli-
Gated"
The rest Of the class managed to
master the grapevine step shortly, but
Sicily had a terrible time. 1t was
necessary for Miss Grippy to give him
a special, personal lesson twice be-
fore he permitted the class to go on
to the second movement Of the one
step.
"One-two-three-four," he gasped to
Mrs. Sicily. "Are there curls flowing
over my shoulder, and do I see my
nurse waiting for me in the hall with
my tippet and overshoes? Look at
Finch grabbing the teacher for a SIM
pie one-two-three-four-I won't stand
for such monopoly! Teachers pet!
I want her to show me the drag
step!"
Anybody with sense could do the
drag step without being shown"
growled Finch. IF you think this one
step Is so hard whatchu going to
do when it comes to the tango? There
are 81 steps and I bet you never learn
'em!"
"Bet 1 do" said Sicily warmly. Il
don't KNOW that o anu q otnerS
have anything on me when it comes
to a simple matter Of memory! Why,
1 was the best dancer in the crowd
when I was a boy! Took up every
new dance the minute 1t came out,
and I guess these new tangled things
aren't so very different from the old!
Learn 'em?. Pooh! Bet I get the tan
go down before you and the other
fellows have had time to cross your
feet once! And at that I'll bet you'll
cross 'em the wrong way"
"Oh, stow your bragg" said Finch.
Watch me! Light on my feet
what?"
Cant learn It! Pooh!" Sicily said
to Mrs. Sicily on the way home. "Why,
did you hear what Miss Grippy said
to me? Said I was getting the one
step better than any n else in the
classl Isn't there another lesson for