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Updated: June 28, 2025
The party evidently forgot mesmerism and thought-reading, and seemingly enjoyed themselves without its assistance. The young men and women walked together and talked together, while the matrons looked complacently on. During the day there was hunting, skating, and riding, while at night there was story-telling, charades, games of various sorts, and dancing.
Standing by the General, arms folded, Jack Mount loomed a colossal figure in his beaded buckskins. "Ah, Mr. Ormond!" said the General, as I closed the door quietly behind me; "pray be seated. They are to have pictures and charades, you know; I shall not keep Miss Dorothy and yourself very long." I seated myself beside Dorothy, exchanging a smile with Mount.
Something to prevent the charades! I write these few lines on a fast train that is carrying me back to New York, a cool, comfortable train, with a deserted club-car where I can sit in a leather arm-chair, with my feet up on another, smoking, silent, and at peace. Villages, farms and summer places are flying by. Let them fly. I, too, am flying back to the rest and quiet of the city.
Many of our readers have doubtless witnessed, or perchance participated in, the amusement of acting charades a divertisement much in vogue in social circles, and if cleverly done, productive of much mirth. To the uninitiated, a brief description of an acted charade may not be unacceptable.
"I protest I have no head for charades," said Count Victor, with a gesture of bewilderment. "I do not know what you mean." Mungo chuckled with huge satisfaction. "Man, it's as plain's parridge! There's a gentleman in the toon down by that's a hot wooer, and daddy's for nane o' his kind roon' Doom; d'ye tak' me?" "But still but still " "But still the trystin' gaes on, ye were aboot to say.
From the puzzled glances around her she was sure that she was the only one who had guessed all the charades correctly; therefore she stood the best chance of winning the first prize, and she wanted it oh, how she wanted it! for Mrs. Sherman had said that it was a book. And yet her sacred promise! If she kept it, she would lose her only chance.
I went next day, and after admiring her work, and being told how it was done, she showed me a monthly magazine with coloured plates of ladies' dresses, charades, and puzzles. At the end of a page I read what appeared to me to be simply an arithmetical question; but on turning the page I was surprised to see strange looking lines mixed with letters, chiefly X'es and Y's, and asked; "What is that?"
There was one point on which their attention could still be commanded, namely, the charades; for though the world may be of opinion that they had had quite a sufficiency of amusement, they were but the more stimulated by their success on Thursday, and the sudden termination in the very height of their triumph.
We read half a play every other week, devoting the latter part of the evening to impromptu charades, in which we were utterly regardless of dignity and became quite expert. At our annual picnics we joined in the enjoyment of the children. I recall my surprise and chagrin at having challenged Mr.
Once, in 1887, after a protracted performance of charades in the house of Luke Doyle, Kimmage, he had awaited with patience the apparition of the diurnal phenomenon, seated on a wall, his gaze turned in the direction of Mizrach, the east. He remembered the initial paraphenomena?
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