A Dance at Bellary
Madras Weekly Mail, Thursday 21 July 1898
(From a Fair Correspondent)
Bellary, 13th July.—We had all been looking forward to Mrs. Jackson’s and Mrs. Young’s dance last night, and when it came to pass, the expectations for an enjoyable evening were more than satisfied—they were surpassed. It was the coping-stone to a most enjoyable “Week,” and that is a lot to say, for in Bellary we enjoy to the utmost everything. People who, in other stations, go to “things” only because they must, wake up and go here because they know it is going to be “real nice,” to use an expressive Yankee-ism. So you see we expect much, and that we were not disappointed says a deal for our kind hostesses. As each one arrived at the twinkling little Club at the foot of the rocks, he or she was presented with the prettiest little carte de dance. There was only a second to look at it though, for after making your bow to your hostesses it was swept off out of sight in a way that showed that the men bad come to dance and not to play snookers, and came back to you “full up.”