Dear Sir, - Thanks to the introduction of my one-legged friend Marjorie I am now a regular reader of "London Life," which has not only pleased me, but has given me the greatest surprise of my life, especially since I have been one-legged. We are fellow-typists in a large factory, and I should not think it often happens that there are two typists in one firm, both of whom are one-legged.
I am 22 years of age, and have been one-legged since I was 18. I have only been here for a few months, but already I have made quite a lot of friends.
To get about I use a single crutch - it is the same type as the one shown in the photo of "Dorree."
I cannot agree with the remarks of some of your readers who say that a single crutch is inclined to be rather unsightly. I think that if a one-legged girl knows how to use this type of crutch, it can soon be used as though it were part of one's body. I know mine is quite useful to me as ever my leg was, and I am quite content to cuddle it under my left armpit quite lovingly.
I am able to enjoy myself, although of course certain things are prohibited to me; but on the whole I manage to have a good time.
I manage to get a kick out of life; but since I have read "London Life" I consider that my one leg can be quite alluring.
I should like to write again, if I may, later on, and give you some of my experiences which befell me before I came to this town.
Yours truly,
One-Legged Typist.