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Who are those twenly sylphs cavorting, with Miss Cummins in the lead, to the lead, to the strains of a Strausss waltz? Are they a feimale ballet, practising far un Extravs.? But no, female ballets in Extravs aren't half as good as this: And now they're sitting on the ground [unclear: shopping] their legs. Now they're goose-stepping like the restrained Nordic lasses. Look at Miss Maysmor and now they're going back wards—forwards again—"Listen to the beat!" Pink faces—nice legs and indifferent legs—back ward—forwards. Slapping legs again. Jumping high in the air—"Heads up"—and un and down, and up and ininded [unclear: of] Baronova and Riabouchiska Skipping dalntily to a Scotch reel. Waving arins prettily to a and dancing backwards. We can't do our work in the "Salient" room. We are being distracted. Four abreast—rhythmic legs, and a Beethoven minuet. Another leg-slapplng interclude.

Rowing boats now, in perfect time. A girl blows her nose surreptitiously when the iustructress isn't looking. In column of fours—march!

Seriously, though, this is a good thing. We are being privileged to watch—the opening meeting of the Women's Gym. Club, the existence of which is due mainly to the efforts of Helen Mayamor. Miss Helen McDonald, who has recently come from Canada, and is the physical instructress at the Y.W.C.A., has been secured to supervise the classe.