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Show "tl.r !( Tbele Aln fl.lt." flomelhhig that It very much neglected neglect-ed liow'adayl Among young women It the art of walking well. Moil opl" reach their drilled ilettlnntlon at the cmtr.fnfjr.it deal of irrainbllng of Jerking shoulders, of angular elbows wulkiug hk the torn of u windmill, of irmi laboring like oars, twinging lilpt, head noildlng nt n cow i iloea when the ' walks, the gown Dung Milnd nt etery I luotementof theliicls, the kneel Ixnt ' end the feet lifted wllli the itl-Tiicti of a Jumping Jack pulled by a tilings and, provided Ihey reach tho point Aimed fur, A goodly proiortloii of their number think no moro about It Others, again, walk with a lleilbUlly (that Is to say, with the want of It) of ! a ierlKiletlo ramrod, the head, the back, iholrgi, the fret all moving to grther with a simultaneous olid un-Juuiled un-Juuiled precision that givet them the Air of Automata playing at llfo, and the Imperturbable restraint no mora like the dignity or coiuptnurv dctlrcJ than I aii angle li like tho lino of beauty, i There are oilier tllll who walk wlih a mince And a wriggle which Are pain fill tn see, which makes one think of n hitching canker worm, nnd wi Icome heartily the light of the no less reprehensible repre-hensible Ainaxon who italki onward without tnuaiurtng her slept, lilt or mlsi, to that she geta over the ground, or the loote Jointed Individual who rat-j rat-j tlrs along nt If every 1-ono In her body I were hung on A wire, llko those of the ikrlctou In the phytlclan'i clo.t Then, ton, It the tripping young ' tldng At whose flguru you never glance Million t thinking of the topical km,, 'One, two, three, balance like m-." I Harrier' Ilaiar. |