Dear Sir, - Your paper has from time to time contained letters from admirers of monopedes, and as a one-legged girl myself they have interested me; but there is another side of the question to the unfortunate owner of a missing limb. In the street we are stared at and pitied, and wherever we go we hear hardly concealed, remarks on our crippled condition.
Then, again, it is not every man who has the "limbless fad," as I know to my own cost.
My left leg was amputated about two years after our marriage. was desperately unhappy, as my condition had completely alienated my husband's affection, and he now treated me with contempt and indifference, and found his pleasures with other girls with normal bodies.
The sight of my crutches and empty skirt was obnoxious to him, and from indifference his manner got actually cruel. He would even take my crutches from me, in spite of my tears, and leave me to crawl or hop as best I could.
One day a former boy friend called to see me and found me lying helpless on the floor. He picked me up, and then I told him everything. To my surprise, I found that he had always loved me, and I don't think we were much to blame when we eventually went away together.
With his help and a little money of my own I am now living quite close to him until such time as I can get released from my husband and we can marry. I am now perfectly happy, and no longer mind being stared at. I am proud to hop along at his side on my slender crutches and love the little attentions I get.
Gradually there is creeping into my mind a feeling of interest in my single leg, because I know that it appeals to him, and nothing pleases him better than to place his hands under my arms and help me hop crutchless about the garden on my smart little shoe, or he will place his arm round my waist whilst I rest one arm on his shoulder and hop with ease on my one leg.
It is wonderful what love will da, and I long for the time when he can take me legally into his arms as his
One-Legged Wife.