Dear Sir, - Your Xmas Number happened to fall into my hands, and it surprised me to know that such a snappy publication was obtainable, and I found it very interesting. Among the contents I was more than interested in the very human story of the monopede bride, as the case of my own wife is very comparable to the case of the heroine of your story. Perhaps your readers would like a sketchy outline of the circumstances.
I have been employed as a clerk to a large shoe manufacturers since a boy, and work in a general office amongst about thirty other fellows and ten girls, one of whom, while I had certainly noted her good looks, I had taken no more interest than one would normally with a fellow worker.
One morning this girl failed to turn up, and later on we learned that she had been knocked off her cycle by a car while on the way to the office, and had been taken to hospital seriously injured. Some weeks later we were informed that, owing to the complications, her left leg had been amputated.
Several of the girls visited her in hospital, and naturally the office was generally interested in her progress.
The Firm were very considerate and kept her job open, and after four month's absence she came back to work.
I shall always remember the morning she came back. I had arrived early and was chatting to several more of the staff when someone said, "Here's Elsie, and turning round I saw her coming through the door at the far end of the office and walk very carefully along on a pair of ebony crutches to the end of the long room.
I shall always carry that picture of her in my memory, for from that moment I fell for her completely and, to carry a long story short, we were married two years ago.
She very soon got wonderfully clever manipulating her crutches, and used to amaze us with the speed she got about. She had dressed always very smartly, and since the accident she had been more particular in her appearance and style of dressing, and always wears a smart shoe. She has a smart foot and can wear a Court shoe with a 4 inch heel equally well as a brogue.
We have a nice little bungalow for our home, as it is easier for Elsie to work than a house with stairs, which are always a nuisance to a monopede.
I am enclosing a snap in which she is wearing a green two-piece costume with a green one-bar suede shoe with a 4 inch heel.
Yours truly,
Rex.