Household words, no. 304, January 19, 1856 : $b A weekly journal
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Household words, no. 304, January 19, 1856 : $b A weekly journal
English literature -- Periodicals
Our strong English prejudice against anything of this kind that is new
to the eye, forms one of our decided insularities. It is disappearing
before the extended knowledge of other countries consequent upon steam
and electricity, but it is not gone yet. The hermetically-sealed,
black, stiff, chimney-pot, a foot and a half high, which we call a
hat, is generally admitted to be neither convenient nor graceful; but,
there are very few middle-aged gentlemen within two hours’ reach of
the Royal Exchange, who would bestow their daughters on wide-awakes,
however estimable the wearers. Smith Payne and Smith, or Ransom and
Co., would probably consider a run upon the house not at all unlikely,
in the event of their clerks coming to business in caps, or with such
felt-fashions on their heads as didn’t give them the head-ache, and
as they could wear comfortably and cheaply. During the dirt and wet
of at least half the year in London, it would be a great comfort and
a great saving of expense to a large class of persons, to wear the
trousers gathered up about the leg, as a Zouave does, with a long
gaiter below--to shift which, is to shift the whole mud-incumbered part
of the dress, and to be dry, and clean directly. To such clerks, and
others with much outdoor work to do, as could afford it, Jack-boots,
a much more costly article, would, for similar reasons, be excellent
wear. But what would Griggs and Bodger say to Jack-boots? They would
say, “This sort of thing, sir, is not the sort of thing the house has
been accustomed to, you will bring the house into the Gazette, you must
ravel out four inches of trousers daily, sir, or you must go.”
Some years ago, we, the writer, not being in Griggs and Bodger’s, took
the liberty of buying a great-coat which we saw exposed for sale in the
Burlington Arcade, London, and which appeared to be in our eyes the
most sensible great-coat we had ever seen. Taking the further liberty
to wear this great-coat after we had bought it, we became a sort of
Spectre, eliciting the wonder and terror of our fellow creatures as we
flitted along the streets. We accompanied the coat to Switzerland for
six months; and, although it was perfectly new there, we found it was
not regarded as a portent of the least importance. We accompanied it to
Paris for another six months; and, although it was perfectly new there
too, nobody minded it. This coat so intolerable to Britain, was nothing
more nor less than the loose wide-sleeved mantle, easy to put on, easy
to put off, and crushing nothing beneath it, which everybody now wears.
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