Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1871-10-26
Something About Faces.
MEN.

MEN.
Dogs alone supply the outlines of
h If the faces we know. There is the
buI'' -dOg-that man in the brown suit
wonder. with handy legs and heavy
shouIders--did you ever see kenneled
muzzled morsa thoroughly the bulldog
than this! The small eyes closed un-
der the brows, the smooth bullet fore
head, the heavy jaw AM snub nose, all
are essentially bulldog.
Then the mastiff, with the double
bass voice, and the esquare-hanging Jaw;
and the shabby-looking turn-spit, with
his ear out at all sides; and his eyes
trawn up to its roots; and the grey
hound, lean of rib and sharp of face;
and the terrier-whoi is often lawyer
with snarl in his voice AMI kind of
rest eS-ness in his eye, as if mentally
worrying a rat-his client; and the
Tyke, all heard and mOustache and
glossy curls, with a plaintive expression
of cOuntenance and an exceedingly
meek demeanor; and the noble old
Newfoundland dog, perhaps brave
old soldier from active service, who is
chivalrous to women and gentle to
children; and who repels petty annoy
ance with grand patience that is ver-
itably heroic.
Reader, if you know Newfound-
land dog man, cherish him; stupid as
he probably will be, he is worth your
love. Then we have horse-faeed men;
and men like camels, with the camel
lip; and the sheep-faced men, with his
forehead retreating from his long, ener-
getic nose-smooth men, without whis-
kers, and with shining hair cut close,
and not curling, like pointers; the lion
mamie is grand fellow; and the
bull-headed man; the fiat serpent head;
and the tigers, like an inverted pyra-
mid; and the giraffe's lengthy unhelp-
fulness; and the sharp red face of the
fox. Don't we meet men like these
every step we take in London ?-and if
we know any such intimately. don't we
invariably find that their characters
correspond somewhat with their per-
son?
WOMAN.
l know a woman who might have
been the ancestress of all the rabbits in
all hutches in England. A soft, dOwny-
looking, fair, placid woman, with long
hair looping down like ears, and an in
nocent face ofmingled timidity and sur
prise. She is sweet tempered thing,
always eating or sleeping, who breathes
hard when she goes up stairs, and who
has as few brains in working order as
human being can get on with. She is
just a human rabbit, and nothing more;
and she looks like one. We all know
the setter-woman-the best of all types
graceful, animated, Weli-formed, in
telligent, with large eyes and wavy
hair, who walks with a firm tread, but
a light one, and one who can turn her
hand to anything. The true setter
woman is always married; she is the
real woman of the world.
Then there is the Blenheim spani j,
who covers up her face in her ringlets,
and holds down her head when she
talks, and who is shy and timid. And
there is the greyhound woman, with
lantern jaws and braided hair and
large knuckles, rather distorted. There
IS the cat woman, too; elegant, stealthy,
clever, careSSing, who walks without
noise; and is great in the way Of endear
ment. She extracts your secrets from
you before you know you have spoken;
and half an hours conversation with |
that graceful, purring woman has re-
vealed TO her every most dangerous
'act 1t has been your life's study to hide. |
The cat woman is a most dangerous
She has claws hidden in that !
velvet paw, and she can draw blood |
when she unsheathes them.
Then there is the cow-faced woman,
generally of phlegmatic temperament |
md T1onIonahnIxy 6fcnnSiffar, ,rfx 10
Dious books and teetotalism. And |
here is the lurcher woman, the strong
visaged, strong-minded female, who |
wears rough coats, with mems pockets, |
and large bone buttons, and whose bon |
nets fling spiteful defiance at both
beauty and fashion. This is that won
1erful creature who electrifes foreign |
srs by climbing high mountains in a
kind of attire, in which mems |
trousers form the most striking feature; |
md who goes about the business of life |
IN rough, gruff, lurch-like fashions, as !
# grace and beauty were the two car
1fnal sins of won anhood, and she were |
On a mission to put them down.
This is not desirable animal. 81
We have women like Merino sheep; |
hey wear their hair over their eyes
md far on to ther necks. And wo. |
men like poodle dogs, with frizzy heads |
and round eyes; women like kangaroos,
with short arms and a clumsy kind of |
hop when they walk; and we have1
active, intelligent little women, with
uSt the faintest suspicion of rats face |
Is they look after the servant and in |
'pect the mysteries of the jam closet. |
Then there are pretty little marmoset |
faceS. l know the very transcript of
that golden-haired Silky Tamarin in |
The Geological Gardens. It is a gentle, |
plaintive creature, with large, liquid
brown eyes, that have always tear be-
hind them, and look of soft approach |
in them; its hair hangs in prOfusi0n
)f golden brown curls-not curls so |
much as mass of waving tresses; it is
q creeping, nesting, clinging thing,
hat seems as If it wants always to bury
tSelf in some ones armS-aS if the |
world outside were all too large and
eOld for it.
There is the horse-faced woman, too,
IS well as the horse-faced man; and
here is the turnspit woman with her
Jagged head and blunt common nose.
In fact, there are female varieti of all
male types we have mentioned, except
ng, perhaps, the lion woman. 1 hive |,
never seen \ true lion-headed woman
except in that black Egyptian figure,
sitting with her hands on her two
knees, and grinning grimly on the Mu-
scum world, as Bubatis, the lion-headed
goddess of the Nile.-C English Paper.
WINNIE REAM is thus .soberly de-
'cribed by correspondent of the Lon |