The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1881-08-25
DRESSED TO DEATH.
One Who Does Not Believe in the Modern
Style of Attire.

Style of Attire.
From the New York Graphic.
A thoughtful man who was "roughing it"
in the mountains, whose attire there con-
sisted only of flannel shirt, a pair of pan
falcons, a hat, and shoes and stockings,
who. on arising in the morning was sup
and dressed" within three minutes, thus
reflected regarding the shackles of male
dress imposed upon him in the city by GUS
tom and fashion: "How many bandages
am required to put on every morning? I
will commence at the feet Tight shoes,
stockings, trousers, drawers, undershirt,
shirt, vest, coat, collar and necktie, Shirt
bosom and color starched as stiff as board,
and about as comfortable. How many
bandages in all? Ten. Do they add to my
comfort, especially in warm weather? As
suredly, they do not. My first move on
warm morning on getting to the Office is to
remove my coat, and sometimes my collar
and necktie. Why should wear at all gar
menrs which are SO uncomfortable? Again.
Do these ten bandages in which custom
says must dsily envelop myself conduce
MY health and strength? I think not. Be-
cause, dressing as I do now in loose trous-
ers, loose shirt, with neck and throat I'M
collared. do certainly experience vigor
and freedom of motion unknown in my city
garb. Precipitation passes off quickly and
does not oblige me to wear all day sod
den, wet piece Of linen in the shape of
shirt. think my skin has better chance
to act, and as am told there are thousands
on thousands of minute lungs in the skin
which both absorb live elements and throw
off dead MISTER, it strikes me that the garb
prescribed by custom is not at all calcula-
ted to assist nature in, the machinery of the
cuticle
Regarding my feet, I find them far
more comfortable in q pair Of canvas Slip
pers, and if you please without stockings,
than IN my city CATERS. can now easily
wash them as many times day as do my
hands, and I find they need washing as
many times. It strikes me that these feet
of mine have all their lives, or rather dur
ing all my life, been too much swaddled
and cramped. Look at them now! They
are, sore and out of shape with corns and
bnnions. What has done this? Shoe
shackles, leather fashion and the shoe
maker. What long barbarous treatment
OF two such useful members of society!
believe now that our modern swathed up,
bandaged, tight fitting style of male attire
IL, d Aiu4llu cause OF DOQ1ly weakness.
which diseases doctors dignity and render
the origin more obscure by giving them
learned and Latin mes. do not, through
one OF another bodily discomforts, heed the
demands Of nature. When I am overhead
ed, feverish, and out of sorts generally, it
is in many cases call from the body that I
take off the bandages and wear less of them.
Dol obey? No. Usually takea glass of beer
and then another. So the needless wear.
tear and abuse of my fearful and wonder
full anatomy goes on from day to day, from
week to week, from summer to summer.
And at leest the wear and tear and weakness
attacks some particular organ; maybe the
head, the bladder, the kidneys, the lungs,
the stomach, and the doctor comes after
the damage is irreparable and tries to boist-
er me up; saddled as I am with my worn
out internal machinery by his advice and
his drugs. And at last I am dead, and an
autopsy is held on me and he finds the
part that gave way and writes about il, part
~ in English, partly in Latin, and feels
wiser than ever. But died partly of ig-
norant dressing, partly of ignorant eating,
partly Of persistent breathing of bad house
air, partly Of other simple evils not as vet
recognized as belligerent powers laying
constant seige to our health citadels."
Such were the thinkings of the man in
the red flannel shirt and trousers.