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THE WALKING TOUR.

It was also at that time that I decided to forego the many hateful prerogatives of my sex, the complexity of female clothes for instance. It would now be possible to live the simple life garbed solely in male sport attire. Then a long walking tour from town to town burdened only with knapsack and sketchbook would do much to bring back a more normal state of mind.

So intent was I on enforcing my views about this walking tour that I went on making plans and, while on a visit to London, I spent many hours in "Our Boys Shop" so as to be sure of ordering for myself a genuine sport outfit which would have been none too easy to find for a girl in those days.

I cut off my hair and finally when ready for what I hoped would be my future life I showed myself to Mr. G. He was horrified, exclaimed against the baggy trousers, big shoes and badly cut hair, and remarked that in my company his reputation would be forever damaged.

so there were to be no walking tour with knapsack and sketchbook, no help in my efforts to escape the conventional I could but choose to face the future alone.