It Was An Attractive Picture That Martin Jocelyn Looked Upon
Through The Open Doorway Of His Parlor. His Lively Daughter Belle
Had Invited Half A Score Of Her Schoolmates To Spend The Evening,
And A Few Privileged Brothers Had Been Permitted To Come Also. The
Young People Were Naturally Selecting Those Dances Which Had Some
Of The Characteristics Of A Romp, For They Were At An Age When
Motion Means Enjoyment.
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