The Smallest Woman in the World.

Horowhenua Chronicle, 12 February 1912, Page 4

The Smallest Woman in the World.

"LADY Liri'LlO'S" LONDON BECJiPIfON. The smallcsi woman in the world hold a private reception recently at the Criterion Restaurant. Tho name under which she is to appear at tho Loudon Hippodrome is "l*»ly Lift!",'' !>i jt her real name is Aiarie -Irannoite. wnK boi'ii I'igliteeß years ago I ;n a f:ir:nhouse in the Bassi-s-Pyro-nod for iw;> yenrs she was just an ordinary baliy. But as tho yc-uv. p'i••■ •! her parents found that .soniel'hiug odd had happened. Mane Jeaunette never grow up. Sfao remained 23in high. Although she is a baby in size, Little" has a perfectly do voloped flguro. long fair hair, and it tremendous love for jewellery and fine drosses. She is the Queen of the Lilliputians—without question the smallest, tho daintest, and the prettiest. Bho has journeyed all over the world. The Mikado of Japan lias presented her with a pendant, and she wears on her fingers tiny rings that would just fit a lead pencil, the gifts of great people.

Lord Kitchener and General Botha have presented her with rings; the Maharajah of PatiaU bas contributor a diamond brooch; the Czar of Russia a wrist watch, the size of a shilling; and the Gaekwar of Uaroda a necklace.

She appeared in all her finery at the reception. She sat on a great footstool surrounded by giant people.

Life through her eyes is very quaint. She sees human faces as red smudges with bulging eyes, and voices sound like a roar in her ears. All ordinary hand is a monstrous, ungainly thing, and her vision of mankind, except when she is seated on a high throno, is limited to tho knee. She sce.s the massive feet that take her quite a long time to walk round with her toddling steps, «nd then a poison vanishes into a complex tower of clothes.

The world outside is not hers to walk about in. She can only bo carried. She stands in relation to human beings much in the same relation as a toy terrier does to a Russian boarhound.

She lives surrounded by minute things: clothes that would he 100 small for many'dolls, knife, fork and plate that might have come from a doll's tea set; and a cradle such as she was rocked in 18 years ago in the Basses-Pvrenees.

Her voice is the tremulous and high-pitched voice of a midget, but as she sat on her throno at the reception fanning herself with an 03-trich-feather fan, the size of an average hand, her bright, intelligent eves beaming with delight. She seemed full of self-assurftnqe and confidence, in spite of the giants that crowded round her.