The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1914-02-18

all dressed up with flowers In their
buttonholes.
In a few moments a maid enters
with an enormous tray OF lemonade
glasses and n platter OF cakes. and
you sip and munich while listening to
the sway OF the rag and watching the
rhythmic swinging OF countless Goa.
pies.
Now they come toward you advauc.
INK, then ~retreating. gracefully, aNk.
wardly, lexibly, s,ifny. Here comes
n beautifully gowned society matron,
one OF the pa]tronesses, on the arm OF
"a boyish young man with n blond pom.
padour and an air OF assurance. dane.
ing the one-step with polite dignity.
You get a ileeting glimpse Of blue vel.
vet and ermine, topped by a hat laden
with a mass OF black algrettes, and
crane your neck to see more, but alas!
they glide away and give place TO an
other pair.
The Lengthy Mr.. Castle.
IL IL Daddy.Long.Legs Castle him
self, with a very pretty, very shy debu.
tante, ShGis wholesomely plump, and
seems very conscious OF the fact that
she was chosen for the dance BY none
other than the most perfect dancer
there. SO, while Mr.. Castle looks n
tribe bored. rs though he were per.
forming a painful duty. Miss Buds
pretty face IL softly flushed. and her
big eyes look out seriously from over
his shoulder.
Next n college youth. who
comes dancing along with big strides.
his enormous hand sprawled over the
entire back OF the sweet Young thing
on his arm. Her nuny blonde hair
peeps ~ from under a demurc brown
toqu", and she has one arm slung
through a velvet and fur mum decora.
ted with orchids.
They spin out ~ sight. and directly
In front OF you looms the figure OF a
tall, serious chap completely over.
shadowing his tiny partner. She is a
sweet sixtoen.year-old. with skirts
just reaching her ankles and she wears
n hat Of black velvet with a single gar.
dcnia blooming at the back.
You watch them all TN the end az
the dance, when-you discover that
there il no end. We shades OF Terpsl.
chore, No sooner does the orchestra in
n room reach the end OF n dance
when another trio OF MINISTRIES In the
adjoining room burst out strumming
and drumming. and the dancers pirou
otto riuht ,hEnttuh fhn Ianru.u Mat
out ever pausing for breath. There Ii
nothing for you TO do but gather your
self up aud follow. for you cannot miss
"a single dance.
Watching Feet, Not Faces.
For n while YOU decide TO watch
feet instead Of faces, and you lool
DOVE and are amazed at the yariet,
of them. There are dying feet that
leave a blur OF shiny patent leather
and sparkling rhinestones, and sub
~etantial mems feet that measure their
distances with care.
Ard then is II possible? You lool
dCwa at something, fascinated. anC
find that every one else Is looking a
the same strange object. A pair o.
gold chain anklets. that make theil
owner look like a captive princess
Your eyes travel upward slowly to Sc,
what the rest Of her IN like. and yo,
discover that II is Baroness de Meyel
tangoing gracefully with NJ. Lou Tel
legen, the young French actor.
Another turn IN the dance. and 20
are brought face TO face with a love
~. bright-faccd lady, whose black eye,
and vivid smile seem TO radiate Joy
BUSINESS You are conscious OF a dis
turblng sense OF having seen or known
her somewhere. and consumed will
curiosity you follow her at the ent
OF tho dance to the tea balcony
Here. while you debate inwardly a
30 whether you will have sandwiche
or cake. and, finally deciding on both
you watch her Join a merry party
the central figure OF which Is a de-
l~lghtfully English.looklng man. In COZ
rect dress and f~awn-colored spats. o
course-Sir Johnston and Lad,
Forbes-Robertson!
II Is. indeed. a gala day II Castl
House. you think, But the truth 1
that all days are Just as gala"