St. Paul daily globe., 1888-08-26

&=ASEg 3 running your
--s-| El6 temper, but it
@af+LE - lS-wading. 1t
took a French
woman to discover the cOquetry of this
art: it took a lady of the time of the
empire to realize that woman whose
ankles were white and well-turned
looked a thousand times more attractive
when, casting aside her shoes and stock
ings, gathering her skirts about her, she
plunged into the briny deep almost up
to her knees. There is no doubt in the
mind of mankind that this is not the
really rightly woman, with her skirts
drawn forward in most seductive way
and pair of white legs showing below
them for the sea to battle against. AS
yet only a few women have dared do
this. But that it will be later on great
success cannot be doubted.
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You see, the combination of igno-
rance and knowledge has always been
immensely attractive to men, and as
the American woman usually has hand
some legs it gives her an opportunity to
display them and feei that she is very
proper at the same time. A lovely
matron will tuck up her red foulard
gown, the bodice of which shows every
line of her figure, and glittering be-
meath the skirts are the white legs that
at once demand admiration and certain
curious kind of respect. She advances
into the water, it reaches her ankles,
she goes little further, it is midway of
the leg; she sees a great wave coming,
gives cOquettish swing and is hastily
escorted back by her ardent admirer.
This is kept up until she is tired. and
eventually she comes out with her gown
in good condition, and, most blessed of
states, her hair not a particle mussed.
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I have learned, to my great mortifca-
ton, women are not clean by principle
or by liking. but because they hardly
know what else to be. One always has
to furnish the proof of the pudding,
and here it is: was enjoying, to the
keenest extent, hot salt water bath.
when heard conversation carried on
from one bath room to another. One
voice said: ''Well, Rose, how often do
''Once week." The other voice said {:
"Oh, do you? Well, only come when
it's absolutely necessary And this in
a country where soap is cheap and
women are thought to have fair skins
By the by, the wader has quite given up
the black stockings that discolor the
skin; for, above everything else, she
must be sans peur ct sans reprOche.
Instead, she assumes tan-cOlOred silk
hose that match her slippers, and she
is certain that when her maid removes
the slippers and stockings, as she sits
on the sand, she will be absolutely
ivory-white.
TTbara ,,ro{fu old hictor;ool ctr
about white legs that always comes up
to me whenever | hear of them. They
tell it with great pride in an old English
house where / once visited. When
King Charles I. was fighting Cromwell,
and learning to his sorrow that gentle
men could be beaten by bullieS, the old
est daughter of this very loyal house
was engaged to be married to Puritan
neighbor. Love triumphed over every
thing, and they were secretly wed. Often
of night the fair maid would wrap her
self up, and, attended by trusty serv-
ant, would steal to the place where her
husband was garrisOned and spend the
night there. At last an Over-ZealOuS
soldier reported that this gentleman was
being visited by cloaked figures, and
that he believed, because his captain
was a weli-bred man, that he might
have taint of allegiance to the royal
family still left in him.
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Cromwell sent down soldiers to watch.
One night the enshrOuded figures en-
tered. An hour after the soldiers were
at the captains door, demanding admiS-
sion. He refused it. They threatened
to break the door down. After a min
ute OF two he called out: s'YOu know
that there is no way by which any hui
man being can get out of this room. ]
promise to let you in provided you are
and leave it.'' The soldiers scarcely
understood this, but agreed to it. The
door was thrown open. The first one who
entered marched up to the bed and
started to pull cOverlid from off d
figure that rested under it. But the cap
tain interpOSed and said: ''You prom
ised to touch nothing" The soldiers
insisted that perhaps one of the
Stuarts was there; the captain
swore that it was not. AT last.
as they still remained unsatisfied,
he said: "Gentlemen, l will prove tC
you that under that cover there rests
one who is not only not a Stuart, but not
man." There was a roomful of sol
diers. There was silence like death;
and it almost seemed as if the heart un.
der the satin sheet could be heard beat.
| ing. Going to the foot of the bed, the
captain raised the sheet, and slowly
carefully and exactly rolled it up, dis.
| playing to this company of soldiers g
| pair of the handSOmeSt white legs, the
smallest feet, and the finest ankles thai
| their eyes ever had rested on. With one
accord, every man raised his hat, and
| quietly filed out. Long after the story
was told; and when the tough captain
was an old man, and his grandchildren
were around him, when the StuartS had
their own, and the Guelphs didn't rule
England, the greatest toast used to be
''To grandmamma'S beautiful legs"
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The seaside young woman wears {
red gown and carries yellow novel;
French one, if she understands ten words
of the slang of the boulevard. She
4 thinks that the contrast is desirable here
because the wondrous changes in color
! that the ocean presents permit anything
4 bizarre, provided that it is really pretty
Isn't it curious. by the by. how extreme
] ly fond the men are of either red or pinl
i gowns? 1t shows wondrOus healthy
taste in color which is desirable for the
man of to-day, for, usually, he goes il
| for morbidness in his virtues and hi:
vices. l can quite understand woman
] falling in love with man who at forty
five retained great fondnesS for freSf
bread and sweet butter. Worth alway:
says, a propoS of pink gowns, that any
woman, except the one given over tt
dressing gowns and those abOminatiOn:
/ known as wrappers, can wear the beau
| tlful rose color, because a blush has NJ
| age.