I have tried to furnish fair samples of the fruit of dancing, if I have failed, it is an error of the head and not of the heart. It may be said by some that I have occupied forbidden ground in writing a book to be read by the public generally. In reply I can only say that I have simply _followed the varmint to his hiding place_. I have not used any stronger or more indecent language than was used by Jesus Christ, and God forbid that I should ever be guilty of the sacrilege of saying or even thinking that Jesus Christ was _vulgar_ or wanting in _refinement_; that ever I should say of and concerning Him: "_I am holier than Thou_." If the things I have herein mentioned have flowed from the ball room, if I have stated FACTS, and _I know that I have_, you should not get mad at me, but get mad at the _facts_. If a man lends a helping hand in removing a _dead dog_ from the yard, it is not the man that is indecent, _it is the dead dog_. The man shows his decency and kindness by condescending to give aid in removing the stench from the premises, and no one but a contemptible _snipe dude_ would stand off and turn up his nose and call the man indecent and vulgar. If I am wrong, I rejoice to know that I am in the best company on earth, for the whole religious world, with a _few_ exceptions, regards dancing as an enemy to good morals, and as _destructive to all spirituality_, because it is productive of so much evil and NO GOOD. Who upon all the earth has the opportunity of knowing the true inwardness of dancing like the Catholic priests and bishops? Who ever held and used such a _probing instrument_ as the CONFESSIONAL? Who on this earth can come as near knowing all the acts and deeds, yea, and the very _thoughts_, that do pass through the minds and hearts of men, women, boys and girls, as the Catholic priests and bishops can know of and concerning those under their charge? Arch-Bishop J. Henry William Elder, Co-Adjutor to the Arch-Bishop of Cincinnati, has issued a circular letter to the clergy in his Diocese, from which I take this very significant clipping: "THERE MUST BE NO ROUND DANCING AT ANY TIME, AND NO DANCING OF ANY KIND AFTER DARK." What meaneth then this blating of the sheep in mine ears, and the lowing of the oxen which I hear? Why does Arch-Bishop Elder inhibit the round dance even in _day-light_? Mr. and Mrs. ECHO and their girls and boys will please answer _why_? And why has he inhibited _all kinds_ of dancing after dark? Will some member of the same family please rise and explain? "Oh wad some power the giftie gie us, To see oursels as ithers see us."