Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-05-27
her and me, in one Of the pens, may
be I'll ask her. Otherwise l wouldn't
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her parents died, and under the laws
Of primogeniture all the family prop
erty passed into her brothers hands.
There was nothing for MILDLY to look
TO for support except the generosity
of relatives.
4 would not live on the crumbs
that fell from brothers table, said
she.
So she came to America to earn
her living. She is charmed with
our contry, and owns it honestly.
She says that it is the best country
in the world, and that American la
dies don't know what privileges they
enjoy. They certainly have some
privileges that they don't make the
best use Of.
Miss Morgan is not half appreciat-
ed, / am inclined to think. She is
so busy, so reserved, and takes SO
little pains to make friends. We
went to see her at the New York
Times Office. Twice we climbed the
stairs and found her out. The third
time, after waiting an hour, we saw
young man take off his hat, bow
low to somebody just entering the
door, and say, Good morning, Miss
Morgan One or two other good
looking young men did the same
thing, then gray bearded. middle
aged man, ana by that time the
Times cattle reporter had reached
her desk. She is an immensely tall
woman, six feet two inches in height.
"a man wouldn't like to marry her,
would probably be the first thing the
average masculine person would say.
Which remark is to be considered
not only uncalIed for but impairment,
since she does not want any man to
marry her. Miss Morgan wore a
lanky waterproof dress reaching to
her ankles. She wore cheap black
straw hat pitched onto" the back OF
her head. 1t suited her, and it was
nobody else's business. Her shout
ders are broad and square, and she
does not mince matters when walks.
She jumps off and on o car in full
motion when she feels like it. Those
accustomed TO the ordinary helpless
ness of female sex in the matters OF
locomotion are somewhat startled by
her methods. They say she looks
Tide a man dressed in woman's
clothes.
Her unusual height and appear
ance led to some funny mistakes be-
fore she became known on the New
York streets. One anecdote she her
self tells with considerable zest is
this /: She boarded street car one
rainy night, in great haste, as usual,
to 60 down town. She wore large
military cloak, which she threw over
her shoulder in sweeping style. and
sat absorbed in thoughts of her
work, unconscious that the eyes of a
guardian of the peace and morals of
Manhattan Island were fixed sharply
upon her. Still she sat, and still the
policeman watched her. After a
while he made up his mind. Coming
over to her, he clapped her upon the
shoulder, and exclaimed triumphant.
ly:
Here, you're my mani
He thought she was a well-known
male criminal who was running away
from justice disguised in .woman's
clothes. Here was a go. Several
persons in the car knew MILDLY.
They scented fun, as may be imag.
med. They were not disappointed.
The lady sprang to her feet like a
flash, threw off her cloak and made a
speech to the crowd. Well she might
She unrolled herself to her full height
of six feet two, and majestically de-
clared herself citizen of New York,
under the protection of the American
flag, and an employee of the New
York Tribune, and lady besides,
who was not to be insulted with i'm.
punity while pursuing her Legitimate
occupation.
The policeman was as unhappy
man as could have been found in
the known world at that moment.
He looked around for knot.hole to
creep out of, but didn't find any.
Amid shouts of laughter from the
passengers in the car, he slid softly
out, and ne'er was heard OF more.
Next morning the undsunted Miss
Morgan presented herself at the DO
lice headquarters. She stood up and
turned herself around and around
before the astonished official gaze.
Now, says she, look at me. Take
a good look at me, 80 you will all
know me next time, and so that l
may be saved further annoyance
She never was troubled again.
If, for the space of half breath.
we were a little surprised when we
first saw this gifted woman, it all
disappeared the moment she spoke.
Her voice is like music, tina. rarely
sweet clear voice we notice in highly
cultivated English ladies, too rarely,
alas, in American women. She took
off heavy leather glove, and then
one observed that the dismal water.
proof sleeve was finished off by a
most beautiful white hand. Her
complexion is very fair and delicate,
in spite of constant exposure to sun
and air. She has large light blue
eyes, full of spirit and trathfulness.
She has not relative in this coun.
try, but has made some warm friends.
All the cattle market people know
her and esteem her, as she goes here
and there, from one yard to another.
Universal respect and Difference are
shown to her. There is something
very impressive and strange in the
way she moves about among wild
Texas cattle and scarcely less wild
cattle drovers, and commands as
much respect as any lady in draw,
ing room. They say that no matter
how crazy drunk any one of these
drovers may be, he never fails to
recognize MILDLY Morgan, and treat
her like alady. l don't think such
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