The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1910-12-08
From the Idler.

FROM In0 lQler.
Friends! trust not the heart Of the
man for whom old clothes are not ven
erable."-Sartor Resartus.
my wife," writes an old friend, still
complains that our closets are filled to
overflowing with clothes which I never
wear and which l will not permit her
to give away. She says that she has
no room to hang up her own finery,
the hooks being given over, n and all,
to my suits; while the floor
shelves are cluttered with hats which
have long since lost all claim to re-
spectabtlity."
Truly, a common complaint upon the
part Of the nea housewife, to whom
@ lot Of cast-off clothing seems as
needless and as offensive an acumula-
ton Is a pile of dusty and out-of-
late wspap Women are far more
particular about the appearance of
their closets than men are about the
condition Of their desks. A woman
takes great pride in her closets. The
nrst thing she asks to see upon inspect
ing a new house Is a closet, and she
will pay no attention to the plumbing,
the lighting or the heating, until she
has satisfied herself that the closets
are large, light and airy. with plenty
of hooks n some shelf room. h
will put up with a cramped n poorly
lighted kitchen before she will endure
q closet which does not come up to her
notion of what g closet should be. And,
being so much attached to her closets
1t is but natural that she should resent
their being converted into store-houses
for ancient apparel.
Once d suit has been worn its al
lotted time n has become shapeless
and ~threadbare, h sees no reason why
1t should not be handed on to the first
wayfarer who begs for cast-off rainent.
she cannot understand the reluctance
| with which q man parts from his old
clothing.
"She says" continues my friend that
there is no sense In my keeping such a
lot Of rubbish about the place. and that
I ought to be ashamed of myself for
messing her closets with such q COL
lection of useless stuff-junk', I think.
she called it."
Junki Al. madam, It's little you I'M
derstand the heart Of your husband!
Much has been written and said of the
inability Of ma to solve the riddle Of
q wDnlan's nature; but how little wom-
an, the self-confessed enigma, knows
of the sentiment which prompt the
whlns Of her husband She may live
with him for years and never suspect
that his apparent foibles are but the
expression of his secret nature which
, none but one of his fellows can hope to
understand.
II cannot bear the thought" says my
| friend, "of another man wearing my
clothes. It is almost as distasteful to
me to think of another mar wearing my
, clothes as 1t is to think of myself wear
ing the clothes of another man. There
is something personal about a suit Of
clothes I ave nee worn. When / see
a suit in a window. 1t is Just a suit and
nothing more. At my tailor's, wen
when trying it on, 1t is just so much
cloth. But once / have worn it, it be-
comes q part Of me.
81 could not contemplate with a calm
mind the spectacle OF a hand-organ
man grinding out his discords while
clad in the suit that sat with me in
the balcony when l heard my first
opera. That tweed, of which I was so
proud the day it came home and which
has hung In the closet these three years