LAKE MAHOPAC — SATURDAY NIGHT.
“Yes, I'm here, I suppose you're delighted:
You'd heard I was not coming down!
Why I've been here a week!—‘ rather early’ —
I know, but it's horrid in town
A Boston? Most certainly, thank you.
This music is perfectly sweet;
Of course I like dancing in summer;
It's warm, but I do n't mind the heat.
The clumsy thing! Oh! how he hurt me!
I really can n't dance any more —
Let's walk — see, they're forming a Lancers;
These square dances are such a bore.
My cloak — oh! I really do n't need it —
Well, carry it,— so, in the folds —
I hate it, but Ma made me bring it;
She's frightened to death about colds.
This is rather cooler than dancing.
They're lovely piazzas up here;
Those lanterns look sweet in the bushes,
It's lucky the night is so clear.
I am rather tired — in this corner?—
Very well, if you like — I do n't care —
But you'll have to sit on the railing —
You see there is only one chair.
‘ So long since you've seen me’ — oh, ages!—
Let's see, why it's ten days ago —
‘ Seems years’ — oh! of course — do n't look spooney —
It is n't becoming, you know.
How bright the stars seem to-night, do n't they?
What was it you said about eyes?
How sweet!— why you must be a poet —
One never can tell till he tries.
Why can n't you be sensible, Harry!
I do n't like men's arms on my chair.
Be still! if you do n't stop this nonsense
I'll get up and leave you;— so there!
Oh! please do n't — I do n't want to hear it —
A boy like you talking of love.
‘ My answer!’ — Well, sir, you shall have it —
Just wait till I get off my glove.
See that?— Well, you need n't look tragic,
It's only a solitaire ring,—
Of course I am‘ proud of it’ — very —
It's rather an elegant thing.
Engaged!— yes — why, did n't you know it?
I thought the news must have reached here —
Why, the wedding will be in October —
The‘ happy man’ — Charley Leclear.
Now do n't blame me — I tried to stop you —
But you would go on like a goose;
I'm sorry it happened — forget it —
Do n't think of it — do n't — what's the use?
There's somebody coming — do n't look so —
Get up on the railing again —
Ca n't you seem as if nothing had happened?
I never saw such geese as men!
Ah, Charley, you've found me! A galop?
The‘ Bahn frei?’ Yes; take my bouquet —
And my fan, if you will — now I'm ready —
You'll excuse me, of course, Mr. Gray.”