THE FIXE ART OF DAXCJXG . 
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of the English as a nation 
of dancers ? 1 have 
found English children 
who are capable of learn - 
ing the highest form of 
the art of dancing ; but 
to me your ballroom is 
amusing without being- 
dignified. The “ Turkey 
Trot/ 5 for instance, is 
not very artistic. I have 
seen delightfully pretty 
young ladies dancing 
the w Turkey Trot 55 and 
the ‘ c Cake W alk . 5 5 C 5 est 
horrible ! N'est-ce pas ? 
And 1 know, because I 
have tried the “ Turkey 
Trot 55 myself, so that 
I can speak from experi- 
ence. Indeed, once, 
when in the United 
States, and bearing in 
mind the undoubted 
truth of the saying 
which tells us “ To know- 
all is to forgive all/ 5 1 
ANNA PAVLOVA. 
tried to find pleasure in 
the latest craze. 1 knew, 
I think, all there was to 
know about the Turkey 
Trot 15 — but I could not 
forgive it. It jarred on 
my nerves, and I am not 
exaggerating when I say 
that even to-day I still 
sometimes shudder over 
the experience. 
As I view things, 
dancing is a great art. 
It is akin to poetry and 
music. Our dances are 
affected by our mode of 
life, by the sort of clothes 
we wear. The Grecian 
dances, for example, with 
their freedom of move- 
ment are only possible in 
the loose robes of the 
period, just in the same 
way that in the period of 
the crinoline you had the 
sedate and stately motions 
Vol. xlvi.— 57. 
