[Through the Mackenzie Basin by Charles Mair]@TWC D-Link bookThrough the Mackenzie Basin CHAPTER IV 13/14
These also had been walled and roofed with leafy saplings, their fronts open to the air, and, thronged as they generally were, well repaid a visit.
Here the comely brunettes, in moccasins or slippers, their luxuriant hair falling in a braided queue behind their backs, served not only as tireless partners, but as foils to the young men, who were one and all consummate masters of step-dancing, an art which, I am glad to say, was still in vogue in these remote parts.
"French-fours" and the immortal "Red River Jig" were repeated again and again, and, though a tall and handsome young half-breed, who had learned in Edmonton, probably, the airs and graces of the polite world, introduced cotillions and gave "the calls" with vigorous precision, yet his efforts were not thoroughly successful.
Snarls arose, and knots and confusion, which he did his best to undo.
But it was evident that the hearts of the dancers were not in it.
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