The Princeton union., 1880-04-21

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"But you look much better with a
cleanly shaved face" \
"Looks are neth1ng-ease and comfort
Is everything said Douglass.
"But common decency, Edward
~ see nothing indecent in a long
beard, replied the husband.
Still Cora argued, but in vain. Her
husband went off to his business with his
unshaved face,
~ don't know whether to shave or not, {"
said Douglass, next morning, running
over his rough face, upon which was
beard Of forty eight hours growth.
His wife had hastily thrown on wrap
per, and with slipshod feet and head like
mop, was lounging in a rocking-chair
awaiting the baeakfast bell.
"For mercy's sake, Edward, don't 20
any longer with that shockingly dirty
face,' spoke up Cora. eff you knew how
dreadfully you looked!''
Looks are nothing" replied Edward,
stroking his beard.
"Why, what has ccme over you all at
once2"
"Nothing, only it's such a trouble to
shave every day."
"But you didn't shave yesterday"
"I know; I'm just as we'll of to- day as
if l had. So much saved at any rate"
But Cora urged the matter, and her
husband finally yielded, and moved
down the luxuriant growth of beard.
"How much better you do look!' said
the young wife. "Now don't 20 another
day without shaving"
"But why should I take so much
trouble about my mele looks2 I'm lust
as good with long beard as short one.
It's great deal of trouble to shave eV
cry day. You can love me just as we'll
and why need I care what others say OF
think?"
On the following morning Douglass
appeared, not only with long beard,
but witha shirt front and collar that
were both soiled and crumpled.
"Why, Edward, how you do lookr'
said Cora. "Yoa have neither shaved
nor put on a clean Shirt
Edward stroked his face, and ran his
fingers along the edge of his collar, re-
marking indifferently, as he did So:
1T is no matter. look we'll enough.
This being SO very particular in dress is
waste of time, and am getting tired of
it." .,.
And in this trim Douglass went off to
his business, much to the annoyance Of
his wife, who could not bear to see her
husband look 80 sloveniy.
Gradually the declension from neatness
went on, until Edward was quite match
for his wife, and yet, strange to say, Co.
"a had not taken the hint; broad as it
was. In her own person she was as un-
tidy as ever.
About six months after their marriage,
we invited few friends to spend social
evening with US. Cora and her husband
among the number. Cora came alone
quite early, and said that her husband
was very much engaged, and could not
come until after tea.
Ny friend had not taken much pains
with her attire. Indeed, her appearance
mortified me, as it contrasted so decided
ly with that of the other ladies present,
and l could not help suggesting to her
that she was very wrong in being so in
different aoout her dress. But she laugh
ingly replied:
"You know my fortunes made now,
Mrs. Smith. I can afford to be negligent
in these matters. 1t is great waste of
time to dress so much"
I tried to argue against this, but could
make no impression upon her.
About an hour after tea, and while we
were all engaged in pleasant conversa-
ton, ths door to the parlor opened and
in walked Mr.. Douglass. At the first
glance thought I must be mistaken.
But no, it was Edward himself. But
what figure he did cut His uncombed
hair was standing up in stiff spikes In a
hundred different directions; his face
could not have felt the touch of razor
for two or three days, and he was guilt
less Of clean linen for at least the same
length Of time. His vest was soiled, his
boots unblacked, and there was an un-
nistakable hole in one Of his elbows
"Why, Edward!'' exclaimed his wife
with look of modification and Distress,
as her husband came across the room,
with face in which no consciousness
OF the horrid figure he cut could be de-
tected.
"Why, my dear fellow. what is the
matter9" said my husband, frankly; for
he perceived that the ladies were begin
ming to litter, and the gentlemen were
looking at each other and trying to re-
press their risible tendencies, and there
fore deemed it best to try to throw off all
reserve upon the subject.
"The matter2 Nothlng's the matter, I
be !ieve. Why do you aska''
Douglass looked grave.
"Well may he ask what IS the matter" !"
broke in, Cora energetically. "How could
you come here in such a plights''
"In such a plight?' and Edward looked
down at hlmselt, felt his beard and ran his
fingers through his hair. What is the
matters Is anything wrongs'