experience, with the magic which centres in a pretty leg, a delicate ankle, and well-proportioned calf.
The first time that I was in love (I perfectly well remember the circumstances as if it occurred but yesterday), the first time I could ever be said to feel what love is, I had to thank a pretty leg for it. I was then in my teens, as harmless and innocent a young fellow as needs be. My friends were of the strictest sect of religion. I was nolens volens brought up in their principles. Plays, novels, and all kinds of books which treat upon the subject of love were denied me; my parents were ambitious that I should be a second Joseph, and had partly succeeded in this pious design, when, lo! one single unlucky circumstance completely baffled all their endeavours.
It was a beautiful summer's day. I had strolled into the wood, laying myself down in a copse of young hazel trees, and alternately musing and dozing away, when my curiosity was excited by a rustling noise close to the spot where I lay concealed. I was all attention; and directing my inquisitive eyes to the quarter from whence the noise proceeded, discovered a lovely rosy-cheeked girl, who lay basking, as it were, in the sun, and deeming herself sufficiently remote from observation, was under no restraint in her motions. Presently up she whips her coats and ungarters her stockings, contemplates her legs, turns them this way, and that way, and in short practised a thousand maneuvers, which I have not at present leisure to expatiate upon; suffice it to say not a single movement was lost upon me, and from that hour to the present moment, I never see a pretty leg but I feel certain unutterable emotions within me, which seem to realize the observations of the poet -
Should some fair youth, the charming sight explore,
In rapture lost he'll gaze, and wish for something morel
The Dean was quite right in his pretty delicate remarks about the influence of the leg; although only a woman, the the same magic influence affects me; when I see a pretty pair of calves in silk stockings it makes me long to look higher, and have the bottom which belongs to them under a nice birch rod.
To return to my experiences, novices were rather shy of offering themselves as candidates for admission to Lady Rodney's Club, but one day, two or three weeks after the stance described in my last, Lucretia called upon me, apparently very much excited, and her errand was to tell me that Maria Aubrey, the sister of her quondam lover, wished to join us, and asked me to fix a day for her admission.
Knowing the young lady to be a very desirable subject, and to belong to a most aristocratic family, I could make no objections, and expressed my pleasure at the acquisition I hoped she would prove to the sisterhood, and appointed that day week for the reception of the novice.
When I mentioned the proposal to Lady Clara and asked what she knew of the young lady, she assured me that she had not yet the pleasure of her acquaintance as the young lady had been at school in Germany for some years, and was only just returned home.
Lucretia kept away from me till the eventful evening, but arrived punctually at seven o'clock with her protйgйe, who appeared slightly taller than herself, rather slim, with blue eyes, and dressed in white for the occasion; in fact, she seemed a very quiet, good-looking girl, the only thing specially attractive about her being a remarkable merry twinkle of her eyes, which seemed to look everywhere, and enjoy the sight of everything.
We were all present, and myself as usual seated as President, surrounded by the others. Lady Lucretia presented the novice without delay, taking her by the hand and leading her close up to the chair, then bowing, says, 'Allow me, dear Miss Coote and sisters of Lady Rodney's Club, to present to you Miss Maria Aubrey, a dear friend of mine, who wishes to be admitted to your society.'
president. – 'Miss Maria Aubrey, are you willing to submit to our initiative ordeal and swear to obey the rules enacted by a majority of the members?'
maria. – 'Yes, I am anxious to be admitted, we had so much of the birch in Germany, that I am an enthusiast in the use of the rod.'
president. – 'Let her be sworn as usual,' after which she resumes, 'Now Sister Maria, you will have to strip and assume the regular costume which we have provided for you.'
The novice blushed deeply, and seemed quite at a loss what to say, and I noticed that Lucretia was hugely enjoying the scene. From some secret cause she whispered something to Lady Clara, and the latter to Mdlle. Fosse, who imparted the information to me 'that our novice was not in reality Maria Aubrey, but her brother Frank, Lucretia's lover, whom she had persuaded to personate his sister, without in the least letting him know what he would have to go through, and no doubt was quite nonplussed at the idea of being stripped and exposed.'
I must confess that I felt quite a flush of anger at learning the trick Lucretia had put upon all of us, but by the whispered advice of Mdlle. Fosse I proceeded as if nothing was known. 'Come Sister Maria, begin to disrobe yourself; here, Jane and Mary assist the young lady.'
maria. – 'Oh! No! No! I can't be stripped, I didn't know you did that,' blushing more than ever, and pushing the servants away from her. 'Give me the things and I will retire to make the change but not before you all.'
president. – 'Already disobeying the regulations; you must strip this instant or the birch will be used without mercy, and we shall see if you are so fond of it.'
maria. – 'Ah! I beg your pardon, but – you really must excuse me from undressing before so many.'
Here the President takes up a most formidable rod, made of a thick bunch of long birch twigs, elegantly tied together with red and blue ribbons, and giving a sign, Jane and Mary, assisted by four or five others, pounced upon the victim, dragged her to the ladder, and in spite of desperate struggles, secured both ankles and wrists with cord which were passed through the rings of the ladder, and Miss Maria found herself quite helpless before she was well aware of what was going to be done.
president, advancing to the victim rod in hand. – 'Ah! I see, this is a case of serious obstinacy; rip off that dress, and pull up her skirts, the sooner we begin to initiate her a little the better.'
They all help to tear off the dress, etc., the victim is scarlet with shame, and shrieks out, 'Ah! Oh! Pray don't, I've been deceived, I'm not a girl at all, don't expose me,' tears of mortification running down his cheeks.
president, authoritatively. – 'Stop, then, who may you be, are you a male or a hermaphrodite?'
The spectators all laugh at this question, and seeing his tongue-tied confusion, cry out, 'Go on, go on, Miss Coote, give the impudent fellow a taste of your tickler, he must confess everything, and take an oath of secrecy or we'll whip him to death.'
victim. – 'My God, what a scrape I'm in, these devils of girls will murder me. Oh! let me go, and I will swear never to tell anything.'
president. – 'Plenty of time for that bye-and-bye, you're not going to get off quite as easily after your impudent conspiracy with Lady Lucretia; you shall both see each other well whipped; you won't be shocked at seeing the bottom we know you are so well acquainted with. You're secure enough. Jane, prepare Sister Lucretia for punishment, so that he may know what to expect for himself.'
lucretia. – 'Ah! No! I never meant anything but a little fun, you know I wished to birch him, and this is the only way I could manage it.'
president. – 'Very well, Miss, we'll take that all into consideration, and perhaps let you put the finishing touches to his bottom bye-and-bye. Put her posteriors in the stocks, Jane.'
Leaving the young gentleman securely fixed to the ladder, they seize upon his ladylove, who knows better than to resist, and in a few moments Frank has the pleasure of seeing her blooming bottom and beautiful legs projecting from the wooden stocks in which she is so fixed that only the nether half of her person can be seen.
president. – 'Now Mdlle. Fosse will administer a proper correction for the insult she has put upon the Club by introducing a person of another gender amongst us.'
mdlle. fosse, who has armed herself with an excellent bum-tickler of well-pickled birch. – 'I don't think the impudent hussey was half punished when we admitted her, or the soreness of her bottom would surely have kept her out of this.' Then whack – whack – whack – she gives four very smart strokes with great deliberation. 'How do you like that, is my arm heavier than Miss Coote's?'
lucretia, screams and kicks her legs about in great pain. – 'Ah! Oh! Oh! I beg – I beg pardon, indeed I thought a young gentleman would be a most agreeable accession to the Club. Oh! Ah! how you cut, it's dreadful!' as the blows continue to fall with great effect and precision, each one leaving its long crimson and blood-red marks and weals.
mdlle. fosse. – 'I must be quick, as it will take some time to punish Master Frank. I hope he is enjoying the sight of your castigation; is it as nice as it was before? let us know when your prurient ideas are satisfied by that feeling of sensuous pleasure you told us you experienced then,' touching the tips of her birch in under her exposed
