Weekly Trinity journal., 1860-06-16
THE JOURNAL.
II had n Foot Attached.

A contributor to the New Orleans Delta tells,
in lively, ratting way, story of how he went
into the country, and what there befel him. The
point of the story is an admirable hit at the false
modesty formerly so prevalent, but now happily
confined To remote spots in the rural districts,
which condemned young women TO call things by
their wrong names, and pretend to blush at the
true mndestv of honest English. The writer in
his rambles falls in with a Miss Angelette firts
with her, and finally invites her to 60 out riding
on horseback. She consents, and at the appoin-
ted time she appears, much to the surprise of Mr.
Crossbones, the writer, habted in velvet hat,
ostrich plnmes. gauntlet gloves, gold mounted
whip, etc, instead of being arrayed as be expec
ted TO SEE her, in simple habit and pretty straw
hat, looking like sweet and rosy village girl
She springs into the saddle gracefully and with
casc, and away they went, mp the low hills and
down green slopes Then-but will let the
writer tell the remainder of the story in his own
way:
"Then came long stretch of level ground.
a race = cried Miss Angeette, her cheeks bla
Zing and eyes flashing. She piled the whip
forward dashed Odr matched steeds. We were
neck ard neck then the lady was half a length
ahead. She kept it. How we whizzed along
the plumes and ribbons hoatcd and nutered
How fine it was Bnt. lol there was a mis- step
"a stumble. Something went over the head of
Miss Angelette's horse. drew rein, and sprang
10 pick it up. There ere ostrich plumes, rib
bons, gold mounted riding whip, gauntlets, green
habit cloth, and-Miss Angelette
'You are hurt I cried, | caught sight Of
The cheeks with the flush all gone from them and
the bright eyes dimmed. In my sympathy,
forgave her for disappointing me in her charac-
Ter. She was the daughter Of my fathers old
friend, now village girl, whose acquaintance
had Travelled far to make. | tried TO lift her
from the dust. She groaned.
Where are you burt p ] asked earnestly.
She shook her head and still groaned.
only frightened 2 | asked lifting up her pale
mo, no, hurt-dreadfully hurt but l cannot
tell you. Oh, dear oh. dear 2
But you must tell me, dear Angelettc !
must get assistance if you need medical aid
here, must bring 1t. Do conide in me-
There was pause then with a burst Of tears
she said
| think have broken limb =
"A leg or arm p ] asked
'Oh, Mr.. Crossbones 2 said she, with shocked
look. Il told you limb-isnt that enough p
No; God gave you four limbs, as you call
them. Miss. and If you will not allow me to call
things by their right name, at least tell me if the
limb you have broken is an upper one or lower
Onc%
That | consider sir, none of your business =
with groan and writhe of pain
AT least tell me whether it has n foot
hand. yon can walk home, or even ride your
horse back, with my guidance. If foot, | must
find vehicle somewhere to carry you comfort
ably home Hiding her face, she faltcred forth:
N has a foot attached, sir p
Without more ado lifted her in my arms and
carried her TO the roadside, then hailed plow
hoy from neighboring field, and started him
post haste my horse for a carriage The bro
ken limb proved to be only spraned ankle and
the patient is doing remarkably well under the
village doctors care.
am afraid that shall GO away from here no
less bachelor than when came / don't he
lieve can make favorable impression on Miss
Aagelette; and between you and me, even if
could who would think of asking a woman to
walk through the vale of life with him. when she
will not acknowledge she has legs ?'