Muscatine weekly journal. [volume] (Muscatine, Iowa) 185?-1890, 1863-01-09

The difference between q man ana
woman in disposition finds no palmer Illus
traticn than that afforded at the moment when
either of them retires to bed. ,,sas..
The young girl trips gaily up to her cham
Der, and with the timidity peculiar to her sex,
first locks the door and arranges the win
dow curtains, so that by no possible chance
passer-by or belated nocturnal wanderer
ffom the pavement can catch glimpse OF her
budding beauty when en- dishabelte This
task completed, she turns on the gas to its
full, and institutes general search through.
out tho apartment, that she may be sure 1t
does not contain "horrible burglar" or
desperate ruffian, !" in Zig whiskers and cris-
py hair. Carefully, with delicate little fin
gers, she lifts the bed vsllance, peers into
places, where even Tom Thumb couldn't
squeeze his diminutive corporation, and takes
a cursory peep into the halfemptied trunk,
not forgetting to glance nervously under the
sofa, the space between which and the floor
is not sufficient to contain the ghost of Calvin
Edwards, much les. an ordinary robber.
Having ascertained that she is really alone,
she leisurely proceeds to divest her fair form
of ''the silk and linen conventionafties OF
society" First, she relieves her glossy hair
from its thraldom Of pins and combs, and
"does it up" more compactly. Then Oft
comes the little embroidered collar, and the
light vapory cloud of lace she calls her under
sleeves, which all day have been clasped
around her white plump arms by pair OF
India rubber straps. Next, the ''love of
spring silk" dress is unfastened in front,
partially revealing-never mind that just
now. Then sundry waist strings and but
toned straps are Embossed, and, 10 what a
collapse. A collapse like that Of loves big
balloon. She stands, like Saturn, in the CEN
ire Of rings. There they lie upon the soft
carpet, partly covered by the linen under
fixens and over6xens,; with no more express
sion in them than there is in the bare floor
beneath the carpet. Sits she now upon the
edge of the snowy bed, and begins the unlao-
ing Of CATERS, and the dsrobing of those
fair swelling limbs, of the stockings. The
pretty little foot is carefully perched on the
knee, down drops the gaiter, off comes the
elastic garter, and the thumb inserted at the
top of stocking, pushes it downtown over
the heel, and-the cotton rests beside the
prunella. So with the other foot, only in
volving slight change of position.
There is happy smile that peeps out from
behind the bushes of her sweet face now, as,
standing before the glass she places upon her
head the night-cap, and with quick twist
of her fingers, ties tho bewitching bow
Then the night-gown is thrown on, over the
frilled chemise, concealing the hoaving bosom
and the fair shoulders in the linen folds
Don't you envy that night-robe and the lib
critics it takes? Don't you envy it, you
wretched, miserable old bachelor-you snar.
ling, growing old curlnudgeon ?
Then the counterpane and sheets are thrown
back, the gas Is turned very low, ard the
little form presses the yielding couch, and
the angel goes off into the world Of dreams
in which the handsome moustache Of hel
Adophus and his VOWS Of eternal love are
prominent remainder of the picture
being filed with ministers, bridesmaids, new
dresses, drives in Central Park, plenty Of
"gold galore" or "love in cottage"
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 snsp, growls at chair which happens
to be in his way, pulls off his boots and throws
them into the corner, jerks off his ''socks'
from his feet, drops his pantaloons on the
floor, and lets them lie there; gets off his
coat and vest by quick vindictive sort of 0
twist of his arms and body, unpins and un.
buttons his collar, throws it carelessly, with
the tie, at, rather than on the table; travels
to the window in his shirt extremity-to lei
down the curtain, as if he didn't care a cuss
whether the entire male population beheld his
anatomy or not; then puts out the lights
and bounces into bed like great calf jump
ing into pile of hay-curls himself up, his
knees nearly touching his nose, lies so mo-
ment or two, turns on his back, stretches his
limbs out, swears at the tucking in ofthe bee
clothes, grunts, gets over on the other side
and is-aslcep. Then comes in the snoring
and snorting. LIZ '-'--7.
Isn't there difference in style?