The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1863-01-15
How ThcyG, TO Bed.

The differences between iRan An w.
man in disp ,siti,n, iia Is no palmer lln 'trt-
ton than th,t afforded al the moment when
either Of them {, retiring to bed. ~
I. The young girl trips saily up to her cham
Der. and with the cautions tinility peculiar
TO her sex. first locks the doors and arranges
the wiaiow curtains, 50 that by M possible
caanc, a pasSer by ora bslitei noctu nal
wandcrcr, from the pavement, cin catch a
glimpse of her budding b,auty when in en-
diata1hse This task completed, she turns
on the gas to its full, and Institutes gener
al search throughout the apartment, that
she may be sure it do,s not contain a"hor.
rble bug besr," or desperate rnfR IN" in
big whiskcrs, ani crisp black hair. Care
fully. with her delicate little fingers. she
lifts the bel valance, peers into places where
even Tom Thumb could not slueez. his
diminutive corporation, anil takes a cursory
peep into the half emp:isl trunk, not for
getting to glance nervously unle. the sofa,
the spac. between which and the floor is not
sufficient to contain the ghost Of Calvin Ed
son, much less an ordinary robher
Having ascertained that She Is really alone
she leisureIy procee Is to divest her fair form
Of 'the silk aud linen conventionaltie> of
society" Firs.. she relieves her glossy hair
Of the pins and combs which enthrall it,and
''does it up" more cnmpactly Then off comes
the little collar, and the light va,ory cloud
of lace she calls undersleeves. which all the
day have clasped around her white, plump
arms, by couple Of India rubber straps. -
Next, the love of a spring silk dress is un
fastened in front Then sundry waist
strings and button straps are loosed, and 10!
what collapse like that of loves big bal
loon. She stands like Saturn, the centre Of
rings. There lie npon the soft carpet, cover.
ed by the overfxing and the undertakings,
with no more expression in them than there
is in the bare floor beneath the carpet. Sits
she now on tho 81 10 ofthe snowy bed, and
begins,the unlaceing Of CATERS, ard the dis
robing Of those fair swelling limbs OF the
stockings. The pretty little foot is pcrched
upon the knee down drops the gaiter, off
comes the elastic, Asd her thumb is deserted
at the top Of the stocking pushes it down
down over the heal, and the cotton rests be-
side the prunella. So with the other foot,
only involving Slight change of position.
asrhere is a smile that peeps out from be-
hind the bushes other sweat face now, as
standing before the glass, sh, pieces upon
her head the night cap, and with quick
twist of the fingers ties the bewitchns bow.
Then the night gown is thrown over the
friled chernise, concealing the heavins bo-
som, and tho shoulders in the linen folds
Then the Gounterpsne and sheets are thrown
back, the gas is turned down--very, ve.y
s|ow--and the little form presss the yield
ing COUCH and the angal goes of into he
world of dreams.
Now, in the room directly above her is
the great brute of brother. He comes in
to it, shuts the door with slam, turns the
key with snap, growls at a chair that hap
pens to be in the way, pulls off,his boots,
throws them into q corner, jerks his socks
from his feet. drops his pantaloons on the
floor, and lets them lie there gets off his
coat and vest by quick, indicative sort of
twist Of his arms and body. unpins and
unbuttons his collar, throws it carelessly
with the tie, at, rather than on, the table,
travels to the window in his shirt extremity.
to let down the curtain, as if didn't lac care
cuss whether the entire population of the
street behe.d his anatomy or not; then
puts out the light and bounces into bed like
great calf Jumping into pile of hay
curls himself up, his knees nearly touchi ng
his nose, lies so moment or two, turns on
his back, stretch his limbs out. swears at
the tuckins in the bed clothes, grpnls, gets
over on the other side and is-asleeP. Then
comes the snoring and snorting.
Isn't there difference in style?