Dallas herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1849-1873, 1865-12-09
How the Sexes 60 to Rod.

Inc young plrl lTll'N S"lly up u
her chamber and with cautious tim.
idity peculiar to her sex, first locks
the doors and arranges the window
curtains, so that by no possible
chance n passcr by OF bclated noe
turnal wahdcrcr from the pavement
can catch n glimpse Of her budding
beauty when en- diShdbMe. This
tack completed she turns on the gas
to its full, aud institutes n general
search throughout the apartment,
that she may be sure it does not con
tain "horrible bugbear" or "dcs-
pcratc ruftian" in big whiskers and
crisp black hair. Carefully with her
delicate little fingers, she lifts the
bed valance, peers into places even
Tom Thumb could not squeeze his
corporation, and takes cursory
peep into the half empticd 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 Edison
much less an ordinary robber. Hav-
ing ascertaincd that she is really
alone, she Ieisuroly proceeds to di-
vest her form Of 1.-THE silk and linen
conventionalities Of society" First
she relieves her glossy hair of pins
and combs which enthrall it and
"does it up" more completely. Then
off comes the little collar, and light
vapory cloud oflace she calls under
sleeves, which all the day have been
clasped around white plump arms,
by a couple Of india rubber straps.
Next the love of spring silk dress
is unfastcned in front. Then sundry
waist strings and button straps are
loosed, and 10 ! what a collaps, like
loves big balloon. She stands like
Saturn, the centre of rings. There
they lie upon the soft carpet, partly
covered by the linen undertakings,
and ovorliXings, with no more ex-
preston in them than there is in the
bare floor beneath the carpet. Sits
she upon the bed, and begins the un-
lacing Of CATERS, and the 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, over the heel, and the cotton
restr beside the prunella. So with
the other foot, only invoking a
slight change Of position. There is
a 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 a quick twist of her fin
gers ties the bewitching bow. Then
the night gown is thrown over the
frilled chcmise concealing the heav-
ing bosom and the shoulders in the
linen folds. Then the counterpane
and sheets are thrown back. the gas
is turned down-very, NeiW, ,low-
and the little form presses the yield
ing couch, and the angel goes off in
to the world of dreams. 80"
Now in the room directly ssbove
her is the great brute of a brother.
He comes into it, shuts the door
with slam, turns the key with a
snap, growls at chair which hap
pens to be in the way, pulls ofshis
boots and throws them into corner
Jerks the socks from his feet, drops
his pantaloons on the floor, and let
them lie there; gets off his coat and
vest by quick and vindictive sort Of
twists of his arms and body, and un-
pins and unbuttons his collar,
throws it carelessly with the tie at
rather than on tho table, travels to
the window in his shirt extremity
to let down the curtains as if he
didn't care cuss whether the entire
population of the street beheld his
anatomy or not; then puts out the
light and bounces into the bed like
a great calf jumping into a pile of
hay-curls himself up, until his
knees touch his nose-turns over
straightens out, and then comes the
snorting and snoring.
Isn't there difference