"Allow me, ladies and gentlemen, to propose the health, happiness, and prosperity of the bride and bridegroom.

May they never die, and may they be remembered for ever after!" We all laughed as if this was the best joke we had heard in our lives, and Dalrymple filled the glasses up again.
"What, in the name of all that's mischievous, can have become of Sullivan ?" said he to me.

"I have not caught so much as a glimpse of him for the last hour." "When I last saw him, he was dancing." "Yes, with a pretty little dark-eyed girl in a blue dress.

By Jove! that fellow will be getting into trouble if left to himself!" "But the girl has her mother with her!" "All the stronger probability of a scrimmage," replied Dalrymple, sipping his punch with a covert glance of salutation at Suzette.
"Shall I see if they are among the dancers ?" "Do--but make haste; for the punch is disappearing fast." I left them, and went back to the platform where the indefatigable public was now engaged in the performance of quadrilles.

Never, surely, were people so industrious in the pursuit of pleasure! They poussetted, bowed, curtsied, joined hands, and threaded the mysteries of every figure, as if their very lives depended on their agility.
"Look at Jean Thomas," said a young girl to her still younger companion.
"He dances like an angel!" The one thus called upon to admire, looked at Jean Thomas, and sighed.
"He never asks me, by any chance," said she, sadly, "although his mother and mine are good neighbors.