[From the Sheridan Post.]
No finer dressed party of men and women ever assembled together in this
city than those who took part in the ball given by the bachelors of
Sheridan to their married friends. Many of the costumes deserve mention,
but the Post man is not capable of describing them properly. The supper
and refreshments were of the kind that all appreciated, and was served
at just the right time by obliging waiters, who seemed to enter into the
spirit of the times and make every one feel satisfied. Only one
deplorable thing transpired at the dance, and it was nobody's fault. Dr.
Newell had the misfortune to lean too far forward when bowing to a lady
and tear his pants across the seams. He had filled his program, and had
a beautiful partner for each number, but he had to back off and sit
down.
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