And for myself, although I am past my sportive days, the sound of a street organ, if any, would inflame me to a fox-trot.

I can nearly dance the fox-trot with mine already.

*** "Whitehall," says a Society organ, "has succumbed to the Jazz, the Fox-trot and the Bunny-hug."

" "Ask her not to practice the fox-trot, will you?" "O Vincent, she is never there.

It is true that the Mate and the Second Engineer fox-trotted twice round the deck and into the galley, where they upset a ship's tin of gravy; and the story that the Trimmer, his complexion liberally enriched with oil and coaldust, embraced the Lieutenant and excitedly hailed the Skipper by his privy pseudonym of "Plum-face," cannot be lightly discredited; but at the same time I think each one of us felt a certain twinge of regret.

I've performed the "tickle-toe" With its forty steps or so, I have learnt a native dance in Costa Rica; I've fox-trotted in Stranraer, Irish-jigged in Mullingar,

He saw her first in the dance, sumptuously gowned, regal, yet blithe, yielding as might a goddess to the mortal embrace of Bill Bardin as they fox-trotted to the viol's surge.

One of our own suggestions is that the bowler should be compelled to do three Jazz-steps and two Fox-trots before delivering the ball.

Claire sat with a little group composed of Mrs. Condor, Ned Stillman, a fashionable young man, Phil Edington, who frankly confessed boredom at all things musical except one-steps and fox-trots, and two or three artistic-looking souls who pretended to be quite shocked by young Edington's frankness.

I can dance one-steps and fox-trots and hesitations as well as anybody!

"I'd slip, I'd slide, I'd jazz, I'd glide, I'd fox-trot, one- and two-step, And show with pardonable pride

And, would you believe it, sir, they kept me on a fox-trot straight east, then south along a deer-path, till they struck the Kennyetto at that sulphur spring under the big cliffyou know, Sir George, where Klock's old line cuts into the Mohawk country?"