On
the Ninth Day of Christmas there Just So Happened to Be, Nine Ladies Dancing!
Anne endured the teasing jibes of
her fellow sailors with the least amount of blushing that she could manage,
which only made them tease her more about her “tumble” with Roxy. It was a well
known fact that Anne liked to stay away from brothels, and Andrew always took
flack for not visiting the houses of ill repute during shore time.
“So, you’re finally a man now are
you Andrew?” Frobisher gave Anne such a hard slap her back that she almost
choked on the mug of beer that had been handed to her moments before.
“I s’pose so Capt’n.” Anne rasped
out as she caught her breath.
“Couldn’t let the men keep teasing
you about being a girl.” Captain Hawkyns teased with a twinkle in his eye. Anne
wrinkled her nose at her father and too a swig of beer.
“Exuse me.” Came the voice of young
Daisy Crazy LeStrange, a member of the Bristol Buskin Frolic. The bells on her
hat and belt jingled brightly as she bounced up and down with excitement.
“We’re going to start dancing and need some men!”
“Come on Andrew!” Captain Frobisher
dragged Anne from her seat. “Go dance with the girls.”
The menfolk helped to move most of
the tables in the Dirty Duck Inn to the sides of the room, creating a fairly
good-sized dance floor.
Those of the Bristol Buskin Frolic
who played musical instruments pulled their various noise makers out from
nowhere and a few more of musicians joined in starting with a lively reel.
While Daisy Crazy LeStrange dragged
Anne into the dance, it soon became apparent that Anne Drew was the only “man”
among the dancers. In fact, they seemed to be one lady short of ten dancers. Fiona
LeSmitherfield the Fiddler was dancing in among the others while playing her
fiddle.
As Anne hopped and twirled and
chassed her way through the reel she wondered how much breath she’d have by the
end of the dance. The musicians seemed to never want to end the weaving and
turning melody. One by one dancers dropped out and were replaced by others. It
came down to Daisy and Anne as the only two original dancers remaining.
Anne could hear the shouts of
encouragement and teasing coming from her comrades, and she could see how Daisy
was starting to tire out. Anne knew how to push through being tired from her days
on the Gabriel. She also knew when to
spin out of a dance, and now was not the time to be competitive.
Jumping out of the dance Anne added
her voice to the triumphant cries congratulating Daisy on staying in the dance
the longest. Daisy collapsed against a table and was surrounded by her friends
laughing and hugging her.
The musicians gathered together for
a few moments then started another country tune. Anne decided to sit out this
one and catch her breath, there’d be time for more dancing later.
Fin.
Sorry about the short length of these last two posts. I'm battling something that's not quite a cold and writing's been tough, but I'm still plugging away!
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