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A BOAT-WOMAN.
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landing-place filled with students and rowed by a woman!
“ That’s a curious sight to English eyes !” thought I to
myself. As the boat put to shore for the students to land
we perceived that this boat-woman was very handsome.
“Let us sail with her!” we all exclaimed: and soon we
were seated in her little boat on our way towards Lione.
Signor L. wanted to row; but the girl laughed saucily
at him, and seizing the heavy oars with stalwart arms and
vigorous strokes, she pulled away.
“ You know how to row !” she exclaimed., in her broad
dialect: and her lovely grey eyes laughed merrily beneath
her black headgear, and her rosy lips showed the whitest
set of little teeth. How handsome she was ! Large of frame,
with round, well-developed arms and hands, which were
seen to advantage as she plied the oars •, the arms and
hands were burnt a ruddy brown by the sun, but in form they
were perfect. Beneath the black handkerchief which she
had arranged hood-wise over her head, and which threw
her face half into shadow, and the orange and crimson-
striped handkerchief which was crossed over her bosom and
tucked into her black boddice, you saw a round snowy
throat. Her countenance was of a graceful oval contour,
the features delicately chiselled and full of strength, ani-
mation, and character, peculiarly charming. How pleasantly
she laughed and nodded to her old father when he passed
us rowing another boat ! he had a brilliant scarlet waist-
coat on, which contrasted vividly against his white shirt
sleeves and the blue sky beyond him. She formed a very
beautiful picture, our boat-woman, seated there towards
the prow of the boat, with the sunshine showering down
upon her, and bringing out in marvellous brilliancy her
figure quaintly attired in its peasant costume of blue woollen
petticoat, bright blue stockings, and heavy shoes, black
boddice, pink sleeves tucked up above the elbow, and
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landing-place filled with students and rowed by a woman!
“ That’s a curious sight to English eyes !” thought I to
myself. As the boat put to shore for the students to land
we perceived that this boat-woman was very handsome.
“Let us sail with her!” we all exclaimed: and soon we
were seated in her little boat on our way towards Lione.
Signor L. wanted to row; but the girl laughed saucily
at him, and seizing the heavy oars with stalwart arms and
vigorous strokes, she pulled away.
“ You know how to row !” she exclaimed., in her broad
dialect: and her lovely grey eyes laughed merrily beneath
her black headgear, and her rosy lips showed the whitest
set of little teeth. How handsome she was ! Large of frame,
with round, well-developed arms and hands, which were
seen to advantage as she plied the oars •, the arms and
hands were burnt a ruddy brown by the sun, but in form they
were perfect. Beneath the black handkerchief which she
had arranged hood-wise over her head, and which threw
her face half into shadow, and the orange and crimson-
striped handkerchief which was crossed over her bosom and
tucked into her black boddice, you saw a round snowy
throat. Her countenance was of a graceful oval contour,
the features delicately chiselled and full of strength, ani-
mation, and character, peculiarly charming. How pleasantly
she laughed and nodded to her old father when he passed
us rowing another boat ! he had a brilliant scarlet waist-
coat on, which contrasted vividly against his white shirt
sleeves and the blue sky beyond him. She formed a very
beautiful picture, our boat-woman, seated there towards
the prow of the boat, with the sunshine showering down
upon her, and bringing out in marvellous brilliancy her
figure quaintly attired in its peasant costume of blue woollen
petticoat, bright blue stockings, and heavy shoes, black
boddice, pink sleeves tucked up above the elbow, and