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AN ART-STUDENT IN MUNICH.
nursing his legs as he sits upon that flight of steps, and
swinging his body backwards and forwards, whilst he carols
a merry song.
But dancing was not the whole amusement of this festive
evening.
Once more there is a bustle upon the platform. A large
golden wheel, fixed upon a frame, is brought forth. This
is the Wheel of Fortune.
Each lady, on entering the hall, has received an elegant
card, printed in gold, upon which, together with a grotesque
group of Carnival figures, is a list of the dances for the
evening, and a certain number written in one corner of the
card. This number is her number in the lottery. The
wheel is turned. To the sounds of trumpets the number
of the prize is called forth. Aw’ay dashes the troop of
fools in mad career through the ball-room, and the supper-
rooms, in search of the fortunate lady. After a merry
search she is discovered, and led in triumph to the plat-
form, where, seated, she receives her prize with much
ceremony; a graceful vase, or book perhaps, or basket
filled with flowers. A document of complimentary,
humorous, and appropriate verses, adorned with sketches,
she also receives upon a cushion; the verses, I should observe,
being first read aloud to the company. Many a picturesque
group was thus formed on the platform. Let us take the
first group as an example. The band of fools have led up
a bright-faced maiden with large, laughing blue eyes,
golden hair, and a complexion “red as the red, red rose,'?
so covered is she with blushes. Her dress is of blue velvet,
cut square at the bosom, in the old German style, and
bordered with a stiff band cf rich golden brocade incrusted
with jewels; a jewelled girdle, to which depends a quaint
pocket, is clasped round her waist; her arms and bosom
are covered with sleeves and a deep tucker of white lawn;
AN ART-STUDENT IN MUNICH.
nursing his legs as he sits upon that flight of steps, and
swinging his body backwards and forwards, whilst he carols
a merry song.
But dancing was not the whole amusement of this festive
evening.
Once more there is a bustle upon the platform. A large
golden wheel, fixed upon a frame, is brought forth. This
is the Wheel of Fortune.
Each lady, on entering the hall, has received an elegant
card, printed in gold, upon which, together with a grotesque
group of Carnival figures, is a list of the dances for the
evening, and a certain number written in one corner of the
card. This number is her number in the lottery. The
wheel is turned. To the sounds of trumpets the number
of the prize is called forth. Aw’ay dashes the troop of
fools in mad career through the ball-room, and the supper-
rooms, in search of the fortunate lady. After a merry
search she is discovered, and led in triumph to the plat-
form, where, seated, she receives her prize with much
ceremony; a graceful vase, or book perhaps, or basket
filled with flowers. A document of complimentary,
humorous, and appropriate verses, adorned with sketches,
she also receives upon a cushion; the verses, I should observe,
being first read aloud to the company. Many a picturesque
group was thus formed on the platform. Let us take the
first group as an example. The band of fools have led up
a bright-faced maiden with large, laughing blue eyes,
golden hair, and a complexion “red as the red, red rose,'?
so covered is she with blushes. Her dress is of blue velvet,
cut square at the bosom, in the old German style, and
bordered with a stiff band cf rich golden brocade incrusted
with jewels; a jewelled girdle, to which depends a quaint
pocket, is clasped round her waist; her arms and bosom
are covered with sleeves and a deep tucker of white lawn;