FICTION

Adventure In New York

Anonymous

One time when I was in New York some years ago, I went into a fashionable store and bought a complete lady's outfit. The sales lady was very kind and al- lowed me to try on the complete outfit. I modeled it back and forth in the dress department and recei- ved many favorable comments. Finally having assured myself that I had selected the best outfit, I re- turned to the dressing room and shed my feminine finery and resumed my own male clothing. As I left the dressing room I was approached by a lady who had seen me as a girl, and who had asked a number of questions, apparently very much interested in my im- personation. She was a handsome woman, about my own height, and extremely well dressed. It was evident that she was a woman of wealth, for it showed both in her clothes and manners. She had all of the ear- marks of the rich woman.

"I want to congratulate you on your imperson- ation," she said to me. "I have made quite a study of female impersonation; in fact, it is quite a "hobby" of mine. I think you make 'a remarkably good looking girl."

I thanked her, and said that it also was a hob- by of mine, and that I did it for my own amusement, and from time to time dressed up as a girl and went as such to parties and masquerades, and had taken feminine parts on the amateur stage. We talked as we walked along, and went down together in the ele- vator, she telling me of men she had met who were

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