The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1893-04-19
THE waIsKERs AND TIE MAN,
bow the Hair on His Face Dominates the
Wesrer's Character.
| From the Detroit Free Press.

Among the men meet at intervals
on the road is very intelligent fellow
from Boston," said a drummer. "He
is about IS, and with capacity for
raising hair on his face beyond that of
any person I ever met. He has fun
with it, too, and he has his whiskers
in different shape every timeI meet
him. Now and then [ don't know
him, but he always comes up smiling,
and catch on to the new man without
much difficulty.
"It's queer about whiskers," said he
the last time T saw him. Don't you
| know they change the character of the
man,
I didn't know it, and said so.
"They do, however," he continued,
'whether you know it or not. Now, I
have been hairy for twenty years
nearly, and in that time have been all
sorts of men. For instance, when I wear
large, flowing sidewhiskers with q
moustache, I grow gradually as they do,
and become quite digni6ed and self
important. can't help it, you know.
It's whiskers oblige, as say in French,
and when I catch look at myself in s.
glass as walk along I uneonsc;ously
swell out and strut. Pm bound to do
! it to match those whiskers. Then when
I cut off the moustache and run the
sidewhiskers alone I never see that
mouth and chin back there but that it
makes me feel pious, and Z begin to
assume the demeanor of minister of
the Gospel. Can't help it, either, to
save my life. Sometimes I 60 smooth
faced, and my character oscillates be-
tween priest and actor, according to the
one of the crowd Pm in. I even get
boyish sometimes and frisky when I
see my smooth, round face.
"Once, for the fun of it, I cut my
moustache la prize fighter, short and
stuoby, and, do you know, before a
week I was veritable tough, with my
hat cooked over my eye and my general
manner provokinga slugging match at
every turn. I was anxious for fight
all the time, and only saved myself by
shaving. When 7 wear full, neatly
trimmed beard feel exactly like a
banker or successful professional man,
and my manners after little while
into fall that rut. I look it, they tell me,
and I can't help but be it. If wear a
moustache alone, long and silky. I feel
like gay Lotharie, and want to SMILE
at and ogle every woman I see. want
to be one Of the boys, too, and whoop it
up all along the line. When I add an
imperial to the moustache I throw my
shoulders back brace my muscles, and
assume military air. In one or two
of my towns ain known as Colonel,
for I have always worn my imperial
while there.
IF run my beard down to a point
in the French style, feel quite diplo-
matte, and can be as slick as the politest
of them. I feel ICY shoulders shrug on
the slightest provocation, and to all
intents and purposes I am foreigner.
If part my whiskers in the middle
and brush them out to either side. I
am German nobleman or British
land owner, according to my surround
ings. 1t gives me a hale and hearty,
middle aged feeling that shows at once
in my manner. If the whiskers are let
grow very long. Ifeel Ikea patriarchal
farmer, and become quite elderly and
innocent in my department. And so
it goes through all the phases:
II fancy that the style Of q man's
whiskers is in consonance with the
mans character, and that as a man is
so will his whiskers be. In my case I
have reversed the operation, but ! feel
as grow older and become more set
tied, that I shall adopt one style of
whiskers and keep to that. Even now
I am getting around to it, and have
been wearing this close-cut full beard
for almost six months and don't feel
like chaugingit."