The Huttig news., 1914-01-03
HER LAUDABLE EFFORT
BY EFFIE SAUNDERS.

me?" inquired the little stenographer of the bookkeeper.
 Well, that depends he replied, non-committally. There is the weath. CT and the daylight and so many oth- CT things ones supposed to notice a change in"
 oh, tell me all about that some oth. CT time! interrupted the little stenog. rapher T had the floor, and I simply asked you question to be answered yes or no I had reference to a change for the better. However. know 1t would be hard for you to distin- guish any added graces and beauties Tn me, so I withdraw my question"
 Thank you" murmured the book. keeper. meekly.
 You'll be pleased to know that Pm follower of one of the muses. I af. rect gymnastics-and they, incidental ly. affect me! Of course. gymnastics Tn themselves are not my aim-rather they were not. once could see myself spinning around on one toe. rushing gracefully across the floor with out stretched arms as though to catch streak of lightning, suddenly haltipg and spinning like top; then vigorous iy repeating the performance with yari- ations.
 You know, l really saw a flesh and blood girl do such things. And she said it was easy!
 l talked with her about 1t and. oh. sne was so graceful, 1t seemed to af- rect even her tonguei While she talked she moved around me like a fairy. and 1 nearly fell over myself in awkward 0tempts to get out of her way every time she came near me! But she talked right on, and never noticed any. thing. She was so we'll ll-possessed as a result of her dancing.
 So grew more and more interest ed She told me what she had studied. and how long she'd been at it-just two years and what it cost for a course and, above all, how much fun it was!
 ] felt the need of something of the sort. When I'm out in company I sit still and envy every one, most of the t'me! It seems that I'm the only per son on earth who hasn't a single ac- complishment! And after talking with the girl who knew gymnastic dancing could see myself calmly smiling at all my new hosts of friends while they begged me to dance for them. could see myself, after much coaxing. rising ianguidiy and, amid breathless hush, pirouetting into a wonderful dance!
 T could see club women begging me, as favor, to help them entertain , l could see myself doing innumerable dances with wonderful men escorting me- throughout all the rest of my life!
 Well. of course, I couldn't start right in pirouetting Tn graceful mazes had to begin with the groundwork. That girl had to, too, when she be. gan. It sounded all right. l thought l could hastily brush over the neces- sary foundations, and hasten onward to the heights.
 I'm still hastening, but the heights nave gone up so high in the meantime that I've given up even wanting to get there! Do you know, in order to dance. you have to be able to swing Indian clubs to music, just as fast as you can go-whether your head gets in the way or not makes no difference until it's just as simple to you as swinging your arm over boat.
 Thus far I can manage to grasu the club firmly and put it back of my head every other count without mur. dering my neighbor-and I consider that this degree of dexterity Is quite an achievement.
 Then you have to be able to bend forward, with your knees straight. and touch your hands 10 the floor Now. the tips of my fingers come almost within foot of the floor when I'm bent double that way. and I'm most ap- preciative of the early martyrs who had their muscles drawn out as far as possible. Unless I crack. fear my hands will never touch the floor!
 Then you have to stand facing front. and at signal turn so that just the half of you from your waist up is facing back! I know it sounds inn possible, but it's required and that s all there Is to it. You just have to! It isn't the only absolutely impossible thing that I'm forced to do!
 But, anyway, I've paid my tuition. and they say it's beautifying, so I'm making it my ambition now to grow