He was a remarkably stout gentleman, excessively fond of dancing, so his friends asked him why he had stopped, and was it final?
"Oh, no, I hope not," sighed the old fellow. "I still love it, and I've merely stopped until I can find a concave lady for a partner."
George Bernard Shaw was recently entertained at a house party. While the other guests were dancing, one of the onlookers called Mr. Shaw's attention to the awkward dancing of a German professor.
"Really horrid dancing, isn't it, Mr. Shaw?"
G.B.S. was not at a loss for the true Shavian response. "Oh that's not dancing" he answered. "That's the New Ethical Movement!"
On a journey through the South not long ago, Wu Ting Fang was impressed by the preponderance of negro labor in one of the cities he visited. Wherever the entertainment committee led him, whether to factory, store or suburban plantation, all the hard work seemed to be borne by the black men.
Minister Wu made no comment at the time, but in the evening when he was a spectator at a ball given in his honor, after watching the waltzing and two-stepping for half an hour, he remarked to his host:
"Why don't you make the negroes do that for you, too?"
If they had danced the tango and the trot
In days of old, there is no doubt we'd find
The poet would have written—would he not?—
"On with the dance, let joy be unrefined!"—J.J. O'Connell.