The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1886-04-08


There may be. dear Dorothy, magic
in soft, sweet voice; there may be a
wondrous fascination in q sparkling
eye (why do people always write it that
way, as If one eye sparkled while the
other did not?), but cei tainly pair of
small feet, properly gotten up, will, as
far rs men are concerned. prove most
active weapons in the war called CO.
quetry. Don't you remember the wife
of a well-known statesman CT think he
was a statesman, but certainly he was
a lawer), fascinating as possible, pretty,
bright, coquettish to the last fine de-
gree? Yet now when men speak of
her they say: L think she had the
prettiest feet / ever saw" The small
er the feet are the greater seems their
power for annihilating the average
man; the more slender the ankles, the
more certainly do they appear to be
able to stand the strain of admiration
and the less respect have their posses
sors for more unfortunate women. If
you wish to ruin the shape Of your feet,
put them in those horrid low, broad
shoes that will be too large for them,
and i'll which they will wriggle around
land be rubbed out of all beauty.
Beautiful feet are held as on evidence
of good blood all through the South,
and many are the stories told where a
lovely foot has betrayed the standing
of its mistress.
You remember the Mortons? Well,
they had romance during the war.
Young Morton was in love with his
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Montague and Capulet business. and so
they could seldom see each other. But
when they did it was long enough for
them to fall in love, and then one day
the army chaplain married them. The
gallant Romeo had no place to take his
bride. so she had to go home, and, as
the camp was within riding distance of
her fathers plantation, the Juliet used
to visit her husband. Her nanny
would be with her, and, indeed, was the
confidante, for an old darky dearly
loves such an affair and will gladly help
it along. So Mistress Juliet and her
nurse would start off, presumably to
visit another plantation, but az dusk
Romeo would be looking out for them,
and they would never get further than
the camp. Here there was fine old
dwelling house which had been deserted
by its owners, so that it was easy for
the loving visitor TO be hid away. One
night, however, orders were given for
every man to stay in his place, and
search was to be made for a spy sup
posed TO be in hiding. At the door of
Morton's room stood Romeo, with
drawn sword, insisting that no one
should go in there. 1t seemed AZ if
trouble were about to ensue, when
Morton said that ii they would let him
go into the room for tive minutes he
would take O solemn oath that no one
should leave the room; indeed, they
could not. The soldiers were gentle
men and bel eyed him. He went in,
and in O very few minutes the door was
opened and the men filed in one by one !;
there on the bed, completely covered
by a sheet, so that only the outlines OF
a form were visible, was somebody.
The impulse of the first soldier was to
draw back the sheet and look at the
face-but Morton's hand stopped him
and he said Gentlemen, will prove
to You conclusively that this is not q
spy or man, but you shall not see the
face" Then. going to the foot of the
bed, he TO led up the sheet until there
was displayed, to Just above the ankles,
the most beautiful feet you can i'm
agine. There was utter stiffness, and
then the soldiers marched out one by
one, each raising his cap as he passed
the bed. Now, wasn't it hard for her
TO keep still all that time? And wasn't
it clever in Morton? Some time after
their marriage was told, and the feud
was healed, but Mr.. Morton says that
hone of the babies have as pretty feet
as their mother, nor will they ever find
them of as much use in an emergency.
Bah, IN NelD York Star.