SKATING. Dutch Roll Figure Eight-Grape-vine Twist
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Great are my joys on skating night, When moonshine* flows in streams so light, While some strong lassie keeps my stride As o’er smooth ice we fancy glide. (*I mean the moonshine from the sky And not from raisins, corn nor rye.) —Harrison.
When in future winters young men and women of the Race are justly admitted to the ice-skating rinks; they sensibly decide to spend less of their time in hot-stuffy parlors, etc., and with ice skates stay out more in the free, fresh, health renewing air upon the parks’ frozen lakes and streams: they will certainly find among themselves a talented skater who may later build up to a white Chas. Jewtraw, short distant; a Mrs. F. F. MacMillian, fancy; or a J. F. Donohue, long distant, ice skating champions.
