Year: 1867

From the Indianapolis Herald.l


A few days since we published an ex-
tract from a story in the Land zoe Lore,
written by Miss Fannie Downing, 1t
was entitled, How q young lady goes
to bed" and although not an entire
stranger TO lady's boudoir, we cannot
assure the less enlightened of our sex Of
the fidelity or truthness Of Miss Fannie's
sketch. Doubtless il afforded great graf.
ifcation to the majority Of male readers;
it did to us, we know, and as a slight
return we intend to disclose to her sex
the manner in which young man goes
to bed, and shall cite as an example one
Of our own acquaintance. For conve'
nience we adopt the same sty le in which
the other was written, and use the past
tense.


Dismissing his fuddled companion of
the evening at the street door, Master
George performed tho task Of ascending
the two flights of stairs leading to his own
room, and noiselessly as the weakness OF
his knees would admit, and without other
assistance than that of his own cgsteady
tigers grasping along the walls. Upon
reaching the room the coat was removed
and flung at the back of the nearest
chair the vest was handled more care
fully, as the pocket contained his watch,
but the pantaloons came off with jerk.


After filing and lighting his pipe he
proceeded with the preliminaries. Some
recent purchases were taken from coat
pocket and part placed upon the mantel
and the balance slowed away in trunk,
to be used as circumstances might re-
quire. With much tugging, growing,
and swearing the boots were removed,
and the last one being unusually trouble
some received an impetus from the foot
that sent it flying to the furthermost
corner. Removing then pair of socks
(that should have been in the washerwo-
man tub) an earnest and protracted in
spection of the feet ensued, the young
man indulging in speculations as TO
whether or no those blasted corns would
prevent his appearing in them new
boots +" at that little gathering to-
morrow night The delicate paper collar
(size immaterial) was hastily torn of,
and being soiled on both sides from turn
ing, was disdainfully tossed toward the
fireplace and the neck tie flung on the
foot of the bed.


The usual slow progress OF removing
the shirt was ignored on this occasion;
several impatient jerks, and then with a
sudden stretch upward with the bony
arms, off went buttons, rip went muslin,
and the angular shoulders of the wearer
7" rose in unrestricted freedom" The
snowy night shirt was then drawn over
the head and its delicate - cotton tape
binding and graceful folds of brown can
ton flannel left to accommodate them
selves to circumstances.


"a puff of fragrant" redolent of bad
gin and lemon from pair of tobacco
stained lips, and out went the light, and
down went the pipe on the table Not
being so fortunate as TO have any Man
dy" for roommate, and the household
domestics being aged and discreet, he
did not leave the door unbolted, but with
growl at the bacheloric solitude of his
couch, ierked down the "kiver," plunged
within, pressed his innocent head on the
pillow, and after several moments of
twitching, turning and grumbling, set
tied on his back and fierce attack of
snoring ensued, which closes the scene.


Imagine such domestic existence as
this linked to the ETHEREAL dainty and
refined miss Preston. Enjoy your
little maidenly privileges and arrange.
ments while you can, miss Charlie,
for we fear that variety of circumstances
in welded life would ruthlessly interfere
with the systematic course ascribed to
you in preparing for nights rest.