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«
Swing
your
ladies
an
’
a
dol
ce
do
.
Join
hans
’
roun
’
an
’
away
we
go
.
»
The
music
rose
and
fell
,
and
the
moving
shoes
beating
in
time
on
the
platform
sounded
like
drums
.
«
Swing
to
the
right
an
a
swing
to
lef
’
;
break
,
now
—
break
—
back
to
—
back
,
"
the
caller
sang
the
high
vibrant
monotone
.
Now
the
girls
’
hair
lost
the
careful
combing
.
Now
perspiration
stood
out
on
the
foreheads
of
the
boys
.
Now
the
experts
showed
the
tricky
inter
-
steps
.
And
the
old
people
on
the
edge
of
the
floor
took
up
the
rhythm
,
patted
their
hands
softly
,
and
tapped
their
feet
;
and
they
smiled
gently
and
then
caught
one
another
’
s
eyes
and
nodded
.
Ma
leaned
her
head
close
to
Rose
of
Sharon
’
s
ear
.
«
Maybe
you
wouldn
’
think
it
,
but
your
Pa
was
as
nice
a
dancer
as
I
ever
seen
,
when
he
was
young
.
»
And
Ma
smiled
.
«
Makes
me
think
of
ol
’
times
,
"
she
said
.
And
on
the
faces
of
the
watchers
the
smiles
were
of
old
times
.
«
Up
near
Muskogee
twenty
years
ago
,
they
was
a
blin
’
man
with
a
fiddle
—
"
«
I
seen
a
fella
oncet
could
slap
his
heels
four
times
in
one
jump
.
»
«
Swedes
up
in
Dakota
—
know
what
they
do
sometimes
?
Put
pepper
on
the
floor
.
Gits
up
the
ladies
’
skirts
an
’
makes
’
em
purty
lively
—
lively
as
a
filly
in
season
.
Swedes
do
that
sometimes
.
»
In
the
distance
the
Jesus
-
lovers
watched
their
restive
children
.
«
Look
on
sin
,
"
they
said
.
«
Them
folks
is
ridin
’
to
hell
on
a
poker
.
It
’
s
a
shame
the
godly
got
to
see
it
.
»
And
their
children
were
silent
and
nervous
.
«
One
more
roun
’
an
’
then
a
little
res
’
,
"
the
caller
chanted
.
«
Hit
her
hard
,
’
cause
we
’
re
gonna
stop
soon
.
»
And
the
girls
were
damp
and
flushed
,
and
they
danced
with
open
mouths
and
serious
reverent
faces
,
and
the
boys
flung
back
their
long
hair
and
pranced
,
pointed
their
toes
,
and
clicked
their
heels
.
In
and
out
the
squares
moved
,
crossing
,
backing
,
whirling
,
and
the
music
shrilled
.
Then
suddenly
it
stopped
.
The
dancers
stood
still
,
panting
with
fatigue
.
And
the
children
broke
from
restraint
,
dashed
on
the
floor
,
chased
one
another
madly
,
ran
,
slid
,
stole
caps
,
and
pulled
hair
.
The
dancers
sat
down
,
fanning
themselves
with
their
hands
.
The
members
of
the
band
got
up
and
stretched
themselves
and
sat
down
again
.
And
the
guitar
players
worked
softly
over
their
strings
.
Now
Willie
called
,
«
Choose
again
for
another
square
,
if
you
can
.
»
The
dancers
scrambled
to
their
feet
and
new
dancers
plunged
forward
for
partners
.
Tom
stood
near
the
three
young
men
.
He
saw
them
force
their
way
through
,
out
on
the
floor
,
toward
one
of
the
forming
squares
.
He
waved
his
hand
at
Willie
,
and
Willie
spoke
to
the
fiddler
.
The
fiddler
squawked
his
bow
across
the
strings
.
Twenty
young
men
lounged
slowly
across
the
floor
.
The
three
reached
the
square
.
And
one
of
them
said
,
«
I
’
ll
dance
with
this
here
.
»
