Dear Sir, - I have been a regular reader of "London Life" for about two years, having been introduced to your paper by another one-legged girl whom I met on holiday.
I am twenty two years of age, and am a congenital one-legged girl, having been born with my left leg and in substitution for my right I have a full length, useless thigh, finishing in a round end, upon which I always wear a very tight fitting elastic sock lined with silk.
I am unable to say whether I should prefer two legs, as I have been one-legged all my life; but I must say that men seem very much attracted by my one-legged appearance, and I am quite as agile on my one leg as the ordinary two-legged girl is, being able to stand and keep a perfect balance for any length of time, and can hop about without any effort on my single leg without any risk of falling and injuring myself.
I have always used a single crutch which, needless to say, I can manipulate quite easily and expertly under my right armpit, even when I have both hands full.
I saw a photo in "London Life" of a one-legged girl with her bicycle, so thought I would write, as I have ridden a cycle for about twelve years and always bike down to my fathers business, where I am in the office, and I have never kept a crutch there, but simply hop about the place on my one and only leg.
I went to a party during the Xmas holidays, and was introduced to a most charming one-legged man, much older than myself, and naturally we soon got quite pally, talking about our mutual one-leggedness. He told me that he was 44 and was 30 years old when he had his left leg amputated above the knee, and has always used a single crutch. He is quite independent, and has a beautiful car, which he drives himself.
He drove me home after the party, and I have been out with him a lot to dinners and theatres, and we are to be married shortly. He pulls my one and only leg about my rather plump figure and my vivid red hair; but he is a dear, and I love him ever so much. I am having my one-legged friend, Maureen, as my only bridesmaid, and Bill (my fiance) hopes to be attended by a dear old friend of his who, strangely enough, is also one-legged; so that bride, bridegroom, bridesmaid and the best man will only have four legs between them. I wonder whether this can be beaten for a one-legged wedding
record.
Yours truly
One-Legged Margaret