Habits and men, with remnants of record touching the makers of bothDoran, Dr. (John)
Philosophy
Habits and men, with remnants of record touching the makers of both
Doran, Dr. (John)
Manners and customs
The Greeks generally were remarkable for possessing tailors who worked
more according to the locality of their birth than to their merits;
thus, Xenophon tells us, in his Life of Socrates, that Demeas, being a
Collytensean, supported his household by making cassocks; while Menon,
whose birthplace is not given, effected the same object by making
cloaks. The custom however is more clearly defined when he adds that
the Megarensians supported _their_ families by making short jackets.
Aristophanes, in his ‘Acharnians,’ alludes to this fashion when he
makes the jovial Dicaopolis say, “Certain rascally fellows, base coin,
unfranchised, and counterfeit, and alien citizens, were in the habit of
informing against the small cloaks of the Megarians.” Between “cloak” and
“jacket,” we may conclude that the article was a vest, or an “almaviva,”
or mantle, and that it was no more lawful to wear it in Athens when the
state was at war with Megara than it was in accordance with our “customs”
a century ago to wear garments embroidered with gold-lace from France.
This barbarous habit of denouncing the employment of an article, simply
because it is the production of, or named from, an enemy, is still
prevalent in the dominions of the Czar. _If_ the thing be used, the name
must be changed. Were we to follow the same fashion, no Englishman would
condescend to put on a pair of “Russia ducks.”
But I have fallen into modern illustrations of the beau. When that
superb animal is being treated of by Dryden, the poet names the various
characteristics of divers beaux, from whom Sir Fopling Flutter had
derived his own united excellences, which made of him the recognized “Man
of Mode.” These are among them:—
“His various modes from various fathers follow:
One taught the toss, and one the new French wallow;
His sword-knot, this; his cravat, this design’d;
And this, the yard-long snake he twirls behind.
From one the sacred periwig he gain’d,
Which wind ne’er blew, nor touch of hat profaned.
Another’s diving bow he did adore,
Which, with a bag, casts all the hair before;—
Till he with full decorum brings it back,
And rises with a water-spaniel shake.”
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