V.U.C. Dance Band

While our various chemical experts were applying antidotes upstairs, Norm Cummings, a veritable pianistic gymnast, sailed into action below with an impromptu collection of instrumentalists—drums, clarinet, and Dickie Daniell's squeeze bag. Made quite a good job of it, too, sufficiently so to continue the dance when it later returned upstairs. More power to their elbows.

There was but one further incident to enliven the evening. A short brawl between a crew of Weir House strongarma and a number of disgruntled dancers who, rightly or wrongly, held them to blame for preceding events. The clash was brief but spirited, entailing use of a hose—one casualty.

All in all, an interesting evening, if liable to have unpleasant consequences for the moving spirits. So let it be!