The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1897-12-01
HER WALK 50
) TELLS 1T ALL.
ONE WAY TO READ TIE CHARACTER
OF A WOMAN.

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10y THEIR walks we shall know
ID Them" solemnly remarked girl
In stunning tailor-made suit, as she
pulled herself up on high stool Mt the
lunch counter.
"What on earth are you driving at
now?" asked her companion, dainty
creature, wearing one of those new
plaid silk blouses.
"Just what said," replied the tailor
made girl. "By their walks We shall
know them. BY them mean women.
They walk their characters into plain
view just as much as they talk them
into evidence"
"Nonsense!" calculated the plaid
wasted girl. "The idea of judging any
woman by her walk! Some women
walk badly out of pure carelessness,
others through some slight deformity
or physical weakness, and it isn't fair
TO pass sentence on them. Waiter, bring
me two sardine sandwiches, some
pickles, glass of milk and straw
berry tart"
'sThe same for me-" said the tailor
made girl, and then she went on: "Yes,
that's just it. Some women walk terri
bly, just out of pure carelessness, and il
that isn't an index to character I'd like
to know what is. Of course I'm not
talking about the walks of deformed
or sick women, but stick to it that it is
n very fair way to judge well woman's
character, by her walk. Look at that
young lady going around the other side
Of the counter now. See how she jerks
her head when she walks. Now, think
of all the women you know who do
that"
The tailor-made girl turned her atten-
ton to her sardine sandwiches for
awhile to give her friend chance to
think, and then she continues:
"You can think of any number, of
course?"
Eyes, indeed" answered the other.
Indeed, since it has been brought to
my mind, realize that the habit is not
an uncommon one"
every WE'LL" said the other; "now I'll
strike off the character of the young
lady over there, and you see how it fits
your friends who jerk their heads when
they walk. That girl is given to tickle
ness. She trif1es with love. She does
not properly value the affection of men
or the friendship of women. Did you
never observe how many oldish single
women have this jerking habit in walk
ing? No? Well, it's easily explained.
They trifle too far with love, and are just
thewomen who miss good husbands and
regret 1t afterward. She regards the
love of an honest, plain, manly fellow
lightly and throws it aside for the atten-
tions of the first Johnny who happens
to pay her little attention. AS soon as
the newness is worn off the Johnny she
is just as ready to cast him aside, and
SO it goes. She isn't true to herself, and,
of course, she can't be true to anyone
else. Am not right?" she broke off as
she struck rich find in the pickle bot
tie.
81 believe there is something in what
you say" admitted the girl in the
blouse. "Now, there's Ella Jenkins,
Ella Jones that was, you know. She has
always "dlhCo NlOli LA VI IuC
head, and if ever girl threw over lot
of fine offers and made sorry match
in the end, she did. And the same is
true of Mamie Brown and Sadie Smart
and Dottie Dalrymple, and they all jerk
their heads when they walk Neverthe-
less there is such a thing as coinci
dence, you know, my dear"
"Pish!" CALCULATED the tailor-made
girl. GIVE made study of women and
their walks for years. Hear how this
woman coming in the door now digs her
heels into the floor as she scurries along
She looks as if she might be running a
race or as if the Splinter who holds the
worlds record might be after her. A
quiet man, who loves home life and chill
dren, could never be happy with that
woman or any other one who walks like
that. She is prominently business
like, and I'll venture to say would sue
coed in any trade or profession. She
is exceedingly Independent and inclined
to be aggressive, and her manner is one
of those simple things that worry the
quiet man to death. A woman with a
walk like that succeeds in the work-a-
day world, but never in the family. She
is most dutiful to her children, but she
gives them little enough sympathy and
affection, and she would give her hus-
band 40 kinds of conniption fits when
he came home in the evening, telling
him how incompetent her servants are
compared with Mrs. Next-door-neigh-
boris, and how ill-fitting her gowns look
and how unbecoming her hats are be-
side those of Mrs. Across-the-street.
She'd nag him, too, if she didn't happen
to feel WELL"
"What about girl who cannot walk