St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-08-17

AS came away from the Bethel yes
terday-and by the way the Bethel is
one of the coolest and pleasantest places
in all the town these days. The breeze
always off the water. and the place is so
delightful and the food is SO cheap that
$50 people day go there. But to re
sumo. As | came away, | met young
woman who has of late taken to eking
out her tiny fortune by the unique oc-
cupation of darning and mending. L
asked her for the newest thing. and she
said: 1.-The newest thing? Well, it's a
discovery | have made. Do you know
YOU can tell mans character by the
look of his socks? OF course. you don't
have an opportunity TO judge, but do,
and therefore | say a large-hearted,
generous. happy-go-lucky man doesn't
mind a hole or two. He's above small
things. A spendthrift wears his hose
out on the side of the foot. A Miss
Nancy of man sends his hose to be
mendcd as soon as he finds the tiniest
bit of hole. A secretive man wears
his socks out at the heel. \ lover but
at this interesting point she signaled a
Fourth street car, and had just time TO
hear her say as she climbed aboard.
"Oh, if YOU only knew the socks your
friends are wearing. The russell shoe
covers 4 multitude of SINS"
| have found her, really found her.
and where never would have expected
to find her. namely, amid the giddy and
affected throng of a fashionable summer
resort. Who? Why, the natural girl.
and she has been real treat to me. 1t
all happened this way: | was sitting
Gynd CT a
crowds gathered OH the veranda to
listen to the morning concert, when
suddenly she broke upon my vision.
/ knew her by her walk. 1t
was simply delightful, that glorious.
long, swinging stride. SO free, SO full of
native, almost woodland, grace. She
walked with her whole body. arms and
all. There was nothing of the ram
roddy. stiff-kneed carriage of the Ordin-
airy summer girl about her. She walked
with Il delicious, sprlngy tread, should
ers well back and arms in motion.
just imagine how the Venus of Milo
would walk, and you will get faint
idea how this natural girl walked. She
was q dynamic poem. She eXhaled Il
motive sweetness. She careSSed the
senses with a plastic SOftneSs. TO see
her walk WAS like reading faul tless
AleXandrineS with the cfesura in the
right place.
] made haste to secure her acquaint-
ance. Then came another delight. 1t
was her voice. oh, such voice! Round
and ve!vety, coming from the depths of
her finely nodded chest. There wasn't
trace of that raSpy head tone so com
mon among our girls of today. 1t was
what the French cal vibrant" |. had
something OF the cello timbre about it.
1t was a spoken contralto. And then
came surprise number three. The nat
ural girl laughed. There was nothing
of the litter, sucker, giggle, shipper or
grin. 1t was just an open-mouthed,
open-throated laugh, like an organ pipe
smooth and liquid.
The natural girl had a large waist
compared with the other summer girls
fitting hither and thlther, but oh, such
a waist. so supple, willowy and yielding.
Her mother told NE that she wore no
corsets, only bebe band. Think of it.
No French, heels either, and yet you
could see what perfect foot she had
right through her buttoned ruSSetS,
long, slender, arched, elastic, with not
a sign OF blenish caused 10y fashiona-
bic footwear. Then there was wealth
vi CICStHuI lloils WIN q hCdfS CONllCh
that gave the pear-Shaped face some
thing the look of the Neapoli-
tall boys. And such complex
ion! l can't describe it. 1t
seemed as if | were looking into the
depths of blushrose. Her mother told
me that she was an only daughter, but
that she had four brothers with whom
she had played, romped and rambled
her whole life. She had never eaten
pastry, candy or sweets of any kind. and
rarely touched meat. except a little
lean beet or mutton. Her teeth were as
faultless as young dogs, and just as
white. She had never been inside a
young ladies' seminary, had never taken
a prize for French, piano playing or
English composition; but she was the
best skater, bicycle rider, tennis player
and horseback rider Of her sex in the
whole country.
Oh, the sweet. natural grill How
wondrouS fair she was to look upon. to
listen to. She made the other summer
girls look absolutely dull and stale.
Before we parted | begged for permits
sion to kiss her. Her breath had faint
Odor of cinnamon about it, such as You
catch from bunch of carnation. and as
l stood for minute with my arm
around her couldn't detect the slight
est trace of perfume about this natural
girl. She had no need OF any. l was
reminded of the old Latin saying
That woman hath the best odor who
bath none"