Dear Sir, - I have just returned from my honeymoon, which I will describe in detail in my next epistle. I have just finished reading your beautiful Summer Number, and would like, if I may, to offer my opinion on it.
First let me thank for publishing Guy de Maupassant's "Mother of Monsters." This is, of course, the story to which I referred in my recent letter against tight lacing. If anyone can still offer any argument for tight lacing after reading that terrible story, they must be very unimaginative or else be mentally perverted. Thank you again, Mr. Editor.
I enjoyed all the other stories, too, except the one by Wallace Stort. A crippled person should evoke nothing but sympathy. They are so dependent upon others, and miss so much that life has to offer. (I talk from experience, as my brother lost one of his legs on the Somme.) I think therefore that to try to thrust sex appeal upon women whose bodies lack limbs is positively disgusting. It is unnatural and horrible, and I condemn it as the worst possible taste.
Let me add my voice to the appeal for more Continental and fewer American photographs. Miss Stanton and His are your best artists. I have a complete album of both their work, which I value immensely, and which is extremely popular with my husband's male friends.
"O. K." draws some wonderful backgrounds, but his maidens really look ludicrous dressed as children of eight or twelve in short skirts and tiny socks.
Geoffrey tells me that I ought to be "0. K.'s" model, as my figure is just his type. My waist is 26 « inches, hips 37 inches, bust 39 inches, but I do not dress in the clothes I wore twelve years ago.
I trust that you will publish these little criticisms, and can promise you a very interesting contribution in my next letter. My friend "Sporty Wife" will have to look to her laurels!
Yours truly.
Forward Minx (Matron)