Unemployed Chorus Man's Masquerade

Dear Sir:

I am a comparatively new reader of London Life, but I would like to say what a weekly treat it has become to me and how I look forward to the latest thrilling experiences recounted by you readers.

As some of your correspondents assert, it is quite poss- ible for a slimly built youth to disguise himself as a girl without being detected.

The ether day, I was really taken in. I came across a man dressed in a Pieret costume playing a street organ, to which twe● girls were dancing and singing. One of the girls particularly

attracted my attention.

She was tall, fair with a figure slim and neat enough to excite feminine envy, and slender legs. Her dancing and that of her shorter and dark companion led me to think they must have bo- longed to a dancing troupe, and I was quite spellbound as I watched their practiced high-kicking, which revealed a nice taste in frilly lingerie.

The fair girl wore a well fitting blue satin frock and shoulder cape, a little black hat on her blonde curls and beige stockings and court shoes with Louis heels. Her companion was in a similar freck, but red, with black patent shoes. I happened te netice a card on the organ announcing that the girls were cherus men out of work.

As I gladly contributed to what I considered a clever show, I had a word with the handle-turner who told me that there are several such troupes of street entertainers.

The music stepped, blonde and brunette sauntered over to us and lighting cigarettes, started repairing the ravages made in their makeup by their energetic dancing. I could find no defect in their disguise and being especially taken with the blonde's figure I asked him if he corsetted. He said he did but did not tight lace. The brunette laughed and said his own corset was the only thing that kept him decently thin.

To ny remark on their neatnese in face of the street condit-

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