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AN EPISODE OF THE RINK.
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No need of further argument;
That very self-same day
Unto the roller-place they went,
To whirl their lives away!

"Oh, what enchanting exercise!
It seems as though my soul
Would float away to yonder skies,
Defying all control."

So spake the rapturous maiden, when,
Like something out of gear,
Two soles began to float just then
In upper atmosphere.

Did stumbling mortal ever yet
Collapse, and crack his crown,
Who did not drag as in a net
Some fellow-creature down?

And so the novice who would cut
A figure, when she can't,
Not only "brings the house down," but
Her own adored gallant.

Of course, without a thought of harm,
And quite in modern taste,
His all-protecting dexter arm
Was coiled around her waist.