62 SKATES AND LIFE.

I sat up late to read the Art,
It wasn’t very long ;
And when I’d learnt it off, I vow’d

Next morn to ccme out strong.

I went to bed, but told them first
To call me up at six; ;

I dreamt all night of flying round
Upon the ice like bricks.

 

I dreamt of joining in quadrilles,
Of cutting Figure Eight—
I dreamt I cut all others out,

I went at such a rate.

But when I came to Figure Eight

A knock came at my door;