, 1863-01-10
How They go to Bed.

The difference between man and wo-
man in disposition, finds no palmer illustra-
ton than that afforded at the moment when
either of them retires to bed:
The young girl trips gaily up to her
chamber, and with the cautious timidity
peculiar to her sex, first locks the door and
arranges the window curtains, so that by
no possible chance passer-by or belated
nocturnal wanderer, from the pavement can
catch a glimpse of her budding beauty
when en- diSAabille. This task, when COM
pleted, she turns on the gas to its full, and
institutes a general search throughout the
apartment, that she may be sure it does
not contain 'horrible burgler," OF ''des-
perate ruffian," in big whiskers and crisp
black hair. Carefully with her delicate
little fingers, she lifts the bed valances,
peers into places where even Tom Thumb
couldn't squeeze his diminutive corpora
ton, and takes cursory peep into the half
emptied trunk, not forgetting to glance
nervously under the sofa, the space between
which and the floor is not sufficient to con-
tain the ghost of Calvin Edison, much less
an ordinary robber
Having ascertained that she is really
alone, she leisurely proceeds to divest her
fair form of the ''silk and linen conven-
tionalities of society" First, she relieves
her glossy hair from its thraldom of pins
and combs, and ''does it up" more com
pactly. Then off comes the little collar,
and the light vapory cloud of lace she calls
her undersleeves, which all the day have
been clasped around her white plump arms
by couple of India rubber straps. Next,
the Glove of a spring silk dress is unfast-
ened in front. Then sundry waist-strings
and buttoned straps are unloosed, and, 10 !
what collapse-like that of Loves big
balloon. She stands, like Saturn, in the
center of rings. There they lie upon the
soft carpet, partly covered by the linen un-
der fxings and over-fxings, with no more
expression in them than there is in the bare
floor beneath the carpet. Sits she now up
on the edge of the snowy bed, and begins
the unlacing of CATERS, and disrobing Of
those fair swelling limbs of the stockings.
The pretty little foot is carefully perched
upon the knee-down drops the gaiter off
comes the elastic, and her thumb inserted
at the top of the stocking, pushes it down
down over the heel, and the cotton rests
beside the prunella. So with the other
foot, only involving slight change of po-
sition.
There is a smile that peeps out from be-
hind the bushes of her sweet face, now, as
standing before the glass she places upon
her head the night cap, and with quick
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bow Then the night gown is thrown ON
over the frilled chemise, concealiEg the
heaving bosom, and the shoulders in the
linen folds. Then the counterpane and
sheets are thrown back, and the gas is
turned down-very, very low-and the lit
tie form presses the yielding couch, and
the angel goes off into the world of dreams
Now, in the room directly above her, is
the great brute of brother. He comes
into it, shuts the door with slam turns
the key with a snap, growls at a chair
which happens to be in his ay, pulls off
his boots and throws them into the corner,
jerks his socks from his feet, drops his pan
falcons on the floor, and lets them lie
there; gets off his coat and vest by quick,
vindictive sort of twist of his arms and
body, unbottons his collar throws it care
lessly, with the neck-tie, at rather than on
the table; travels to the window in his
shirt extremity-to let down the curtain,
as if he didn't care a cuss whether the en-
tire population of the street beheld his
anatomy or not; then puts out the light
and bounces into bed like a great calf
Jumping into a pile of hay-curls himself
up, his knees nearly touching his nose, lies
so moment or two, turns on his back,
stretches his limbs out, swears at the tuck
ing in of the bed-clothes, grunts, gets over
on the other side, and is-asleep. Then
comes the snoring and snorting.
Isn't there difference in style ?-Neao
York Monitor.