I was seeing Nellie ho-o-me—
I was seeing Nellie ho-o-me,
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.
Laughing feminine eyes shot merry glances in the direction of Lydia, and the red-coated sportsmen lifted their glasses in grandiloquent apostrophe of the affianced pair. Andrew Cunningham, resplendent in a canary-colored waistcoat with fine red bars, was heard to remark confidentially, after ordering another whiskey and soda, that the festivities which were certain to follow in the wake of this engagement would add five pounds to his weight, which it had taken him two months of Spartan abstemiousness to reduce three.
Erect and sportsmanlike, Gerald continued, after an impressive sweep of his hand to promote silence:
On my arm her light hand rested,
Rested light as o-o-cean's foam,
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party