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 DAVID KELLY, 53, MARKET STREET. 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 THE Author of "Nothing to Wear" an 
 eminent lawyer of Isew York, named Butler 
 has attempted, by the witty shafts of 
 satire, to check that unrestrained desire of 
 extravagant dress, which, taking by storm 
 the heads and hearts of so many of his 
 countrywomen, was not without influence 
 in bringing about the disastrous state of 
 things which recently paralysed the com 
 merce of America, and reacted so forcibly 
 and injuriously on our own.
 
 IV. PREFACE. 
 
 Is not the lesson written by Mr. Butler 
 for the ladies of the United States of 
 America one which our fair countrywomen 
 might con with advantage ? Let us see 
 what is said on the subject by a recent 
 writer in the Westminster Review : 
 
 " The gravest of social extravagancies, that of female 
 dress, has become more conspicuous than at any time 
 within three generations. * * * The cost 
 of dress has become so disproportionate to other items 
 of expenditure as to create serious difficulty in the 
 homes of men of business, who have hitherto been able 
 to provide their wives and daughters with whatever was 
 needful to a moderate complacency. The rich silks of 
 the day cannot be had for a wife and daughters, with 
 the prodigious trimmings which are equally indispen 
 sable, under a less sum than would maintain a country 
 clergyman, or half-pay officer and his family. The 
 paraphernalia of ribbons, laces, fringes and flowers is 
 more expensive than the entire gown of ten years ago." 
 
 In confirmation of the above, may be 
 quoted the concurrent testimony of that
 
 PREFACE. V. 
 
 enlightened philanthropist, the Hon. and Rev. 
 S. G. OSBORNE, whose letters on social topics 
 enrich from time to time the columns of the 
 " leading journal." This gentleman, writing 
 in "The Times," of Friday, July 23, 1858, 
 says that, as a rule, " The acreage of dress and 
 its value is in monstrous proportion to the 
 persons and purses of the wearers," and asks, 
 
 " Where is the present wild extravagance in dress 
 to end ? Is each succeeding season to record its ruinous 
 increase ? Is it possible that folly can further go, that 
 English ladies will become yet more enslaved to a power 
 which is gradually vitiating the taste of every class " 
 
 As an illustration of the truth of the 
 foregoing remarks, we append a selection of 
 items from a Regent-Street milliner s bill for 
 2,754 Os. 6d., which was proved in the 
 London Bankruptcy Court in September last
 
 VI. PREFACE. 
 
 "Bonnet, 12 12s.; Lace Veil, 15 15s.; Mantilla, 
 12. 12s ; Sprigged Muslin Slip, 11. lls.; Six Em 
 broidered Collars, 15. los. ; Pocket Handkerchief. 4 4s.; 
 Another, 5. 5s. ; Moire Antique Dress, 10. 10s. ; Ditto, 
 11. lls.; Ditto, 12. 12s.; Ditto, 13. 13s.; Ditto, 
 18. 18s.; Ditto, 19. 19s.; Brown Muslin Dress, 17. 17s. ; 
 Court Dress, 51. 5s.; Ditto, 55. 10s.; Parasol, 
 10. 10s. ; Ditto. 18. 18s. ; Point Lace Cap and Pearls, 
 11. 1 Is. ; Pair of Lappets, 8. 8s. ; Venice Point Flounce, 
 84. ; Pair of Lace Sleeves, 8. 8s. ; Ten Buttons, 5. ; 
 Dressing Four Dolls, 12. 12s. ! ! 
 
 Is it surprising that such a bill should 
 eventually find its way to the Court of 
 Bankruptcy ? 
 
 " We sacrifice to dress, till household joys 
 And comforts cease. Dress drains our cellar dry, 
 And keeps our larder lean ; puts out our fires, 
 And introduces hunger, froft, and woe, 
 Where peace and hospitality might reign." 
 
 So wrote the poet Cowper. Have his lines 
 less significance now than when he wrote 
 them?
 
 NOTHING TO WEAR: 
 
 AN EPISODE or CITY LIFE. 
 
 i s s FLORA M T L i M s E Y, of Madi 
 son Square, 
 
 Has made three separate journeys 
 
 to Paris, 
 And her father assures me, each time she 
 
 was there, 
 
 That she and her friend Mrs. Harris 
 (Not the lady whose name is so famous in 
 
 history, 
 But plain Mrs. H., without romance or 
 
 mystery) 
 
 Spent six consecutive weeks without stopping, 
 In one continuous round of shopping; 
 Shopping alone, and shopping together; 
 At all hours of the day, and in all sorts of 
 
 weather ; 
 For all manrer of things that a woman can 
 
 put
 
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 On the crown of her head or the sole of her 
 
 foot, 
 Or wrap round her shoulders, or fit round 
 
 her waist, 
 Or that can be sewed on, or pinned on/or 
 
 laced, 
 Or tied on with a string, or stitched on with 
 
 a bow, 
 
 In front or behind, above or below : 
 For bonnets, mantillas, capes, collars, and 
 
 shawls ; 
 Dresses for breakfasts, and dinners, and 
 
 balls ; 
 
 Dresses to sit in, and stand in, and walk in; 
 Dresses to dance in, and flirt in, and talk 
 
 in; 
 
 Dresses in which to do nothing at all ; 
 Dresses for winter, spring, summer, and fall; 
 And all of them different in color and pat 
 tern, 
 Silk, muslin, and lace crape, velvet, and 
 
 satin, 
 
 Brocade, and broadcloth, and other material 
 Quite as expensive, and much more ethereal ; 
 In short, for all things that could ever be 
 
 thought of,
 
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 Or milliner, modiste, or tradesman be bought 
 
 of, 
 
 From ten-thousand-francs robes to twenty- 
 sous frills ; 
 
 In all quarters of Paris, and to every store, 
 While M Flimsey in vain stormed, scolded, 
 
 and swore, 
 
 They footed the streets, and he footed the 
 bills. 
 
 T 
 
 HE last trip, their goods shipped by the 
 
 steamer Arago 
 
 Formed, M Flimsey declares, the 
 
 bulk of her cargo, 
 Not to mention a quantity kept from the 
 
 rest, 
 
 Sufficient to fill the largest sized chest, 
 Which did not appear on the ship s manifest, 
 But for which the ladies themselves mani 
 fested 
 Such particular interest, that they invested
 
 10 NOTHING TO WEAR. 
 
 Their own proper persons in layers and rows 
 
 Of muslins, embroideries, worked under 
 clothes, 
 
 Gloves, handkerchiefs, scarfs, and such trifles 
 as those ; 
 
 Then, wrapped in great shawls, like Cir 
 cassian beauties, 
 
 Gave GOOD-BY to the ship, and GO-BY to the 
 duties. 
 
 Her relations at home all marvelled, no 
 doubt, 
 
 Miss Flora had grown so enormously stout 
 For an actual belle and a possible bride ; 
 
 But the miracle ceased when she turned 
 
 inside out, 
 
 And the truth came to light, and the dry 
 goods beside, 
 
 Which, in spite of Collector and Custom 
 house sentry, 
 
 Had entered the port without any entry.
 
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 AND yet, though scarce three months 
 have passed since the day 
 This merchandise went, on twelve 
 
 carts, up Broadway, 
 This same Miss M Flimsey, of Madison 
 
 Square, 
 
 The last time we met, was in utter despair, 
 Because she had nothing whatever to wear ! 
 
 OTHING TO WEAR ! Now, as this is a 
 
 true ditty, 
 I do not assert this, you know, is 
 
 between us 
 
 That she s in a state of absolute nudity, 
 Like Powers Greek Slave, or the Medici 
 
 Venus ; 
 But I do mean to say, I have heard her 
 
 declare, 
 
 When at the same moment, she had on a 
 dress
 
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 Which cost five hundred dollars, and not 
 
 a cent less, 
 And jewell ry worth ten times more, I 
 
 should guess, 
 That she had not a thing in the wide world 
 
 to wear ! 
 
 I SHOULD mention just here, that out of 
 Miss Flora s 
 
 Two hundred and fifty or sixty 
 
 adorers, 
 I had just been selected as he who should 
 
 throw all 
 The rest in the shade, by the gracious 
 
 bestowal 
 
 On myself, after twenty or thirty rejections, 
 Of those fossil remains which she called 
 
 "her affections," 
 And that rather decayed, but well-known 
 
 work of art, 
 Which Miss Flora persisted in styling "her 
 
 heart."
 
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 So we were engaged. Our troth had been 
 
 plighted, 
 Not by moonbeam or starbeam, by fountain 
 
 or grove, 
 But in a front parlour, most brilliantly 
 
 lighted. 
 Beneath the gas-fixtures we whispered our 
 
 love. 
 
 Without any romance, or raptures, or sighs, 
 Without any tears in Miss Flora s blue eyes, 
 Or blushes, or transports, or such silly 
 
 actions ; 
 
 It was one of the quietest business tran 
 sactions, 
 With a very small sprinkling of sentiment, 
 
 if any, 
 And a very large diamond imported by 
 
 Tiffany. 
 
 On her virginal lips while I printed a kiss, 
 She exclaimed, as a sort of parenthesis, 
 And by way of putting me quite at my ease, 
 " You know I m to polka as much as I 
 
 please, 
 And flirt when I like now stop, don t you 
 
 speak 
 And you must not come here more than 
 
 twice in the week,
 
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 Or talk to me either at party or ball, 
 But always be ready to come when I call ; 
 So don t prose to me about duty and stuff, 
 If we don t break this off, there will be time 
 
 enough 
 For that sort of thing; but the bargain 
 
 must be 
 That, as long as I choose, I am perfectly 
 
 free; 
 
 For this is a sort of engagement, you see, 
 Which is binding on you, but not binding on 
 
 me." 
 
 WELL, having thus wooed Miss M Flim- 
 sey, and gained her, 
 With the silks, crinolines, and hoops 
 
 that contained her, 
 
 I had, as I thought, a contingent remainder 
 At least in the property ; and the best right 
 To appear as its escort by day and by night : 
 And it being the week of the STUCKUPS 
 grand ball
 
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 Their cards had been out a fortnight or 
 
 so, 
 
 And set all the Avenue on the tiptoe 
 I considered it only my duty to call, 
 
 And see if Miss Mora intended to go. 
 I found her as ladies are apt to be found, 
 When the time intervening between the first 
 
 sound 
 
 Of the bell and the visitor s entry is shorter 
 Than usual I found; I won t say I caught 
 
 her 
 
 Intent on the pier-glass, undoubtedly meaning 
 To see if perhaps it didn t need cleaning. 
 She turned as I entered "Why, Harry, 
 
 you sinner, 
 I thought that you went to the Flashers to 
 
 dinner !" 
 " So I did/ I replied, " but the dinner is 
 
 swallowed, 
 And digested, I trust, for tis now nine 
 
 and more; 
 
 So being relieved from that duty, I followed 
 Inclination, which led me, you see, to your 
 
 door. 
 
 And now will your ladyship so condescend 
 As just to inform me if you intend
 
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 Your beauty, and graces, and presence to 
 
 lend 
 (All which, when I own, I hope no one will 
 
 borrow), 
 To the STUCKUPS , whose party, you know, 
 
 is to-morrow?" 
 
 T 
 
 I HE fair Flora looked up with a pitiful 
 
 air, 
 And answered quite promptly "Why Harry, 
 
 mon cher, 
 I should like above all things to go with 
 
 you there ; 
 But really and truly I ve Nothing to "Wear." 
 
 "N 
 
 IOTHING to Wear ! go just as you 
 
 are; 
 
 Wear the dress you have on, and 
 you ll be by far,
 
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 I engage, the most bright arid particular 
 
 star 
 On the Stuckup horizon " I stopped, for 
 
 her eye, 
 
 Notwithstanding this delicate onset of flat 
 tery, 
 Opened on me at once a most terrible 
 
 battery 
 Of scorn and amazement. She made no 
 
 reply, 
 But gave a slight turn to the end of her 
 
 nose 
 (That pure Grecian feature), as much as 
 
 to say, 
 " How absurd that any sane man should 
 
 suppose 
 That a lady would go to a ball in the 
 
 clothes, 
 No matter how fine, that she wears every 
 
 day !"
 
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 So I ventured again "Wear your crim 
 son brocade/ 
 
 (Second turn up of nose) "That s 
 
 too dark by a shade." 
 "Your blue silk "" That s too heavy;" 
 
 "Your pink" "That s too light." 
 " Wear tulle over satin " " I can t endure 
 
 white." 
 "Your rose-colored, then, the best of the 
 
 batch" 
 
 " I haven t a thread of point lace to match." 
 "Your brown moire antique" "Yes, and 
 
 look like a Quaker;" 
 " The pearl-colored " " I would, but that 
 
 plaguey dress-maker 
 Has had it a week" "Then that exquisite 
 
 lilac, 
 In which you would melt the heart of a 
 
 Shylock." 
 
 (Here the nose took again the same eleva 
 tion) 
 " I wouldn t wear that for the whole of 
 
 creation." 
 " Why not ? It s my fancy, there s 
 
 nothing could strike it
 
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 As more comme il faut "Yes, but, dear 
 
 me, that lean 
 Sophronia Stuckup has got one just like 
 
 it, 
 And I won t appear dressed like a chit of 
 
 sixteen." 
 "Then that splendid purple, that sweet 
 
 Mazarine ; 
 That superb point d aiguille, that imperial 
 
 green, 
 That zephyr-like tarleton, that rich grena- 
 
 dine"- 
 
 " Not one of all which is fit to be seen/ 
 Said the lady, becoming excited and flushed. 
 "Then wear," I exclaimed, in a tone which 
 
 quite crushed 
 Opposition, "that gorgeous toilette which 
 
 you sported 
 
 In Paris last Spring, at the grand presen 
 tation, 
 When you quite turned the head of the 
 
 head of the nation ; 
 And by all the grand court were so very 
 
 much courted." 
 The end of the nose was portentously 
 
 tipped up,
 
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 And both the bright eyes shot forth in 
 dignation, 
 As she burst upon me with the fierce 
 
 exclamation, 
 " I have worn it three times at the least 
 
 calculation, 
 And that and the most of my dresses are 
 
 ripped up !" 
 Here I RIPPED OUT something, perhaps rather 
 
 rash, 
 Quite innocent though; but, to use an 
 
 expression 
 More striking than classic, it "settled my 
 
 hash," 
 And proved very soon the last act of our 
 
 session. 
 " Fiddlesticks is it, Sir ? I wonder the 
 
 ceiling 
 Doesn t fall down and crush you; oh, you 
 
 men have no feeling, 
 You selfish, unnatural, illiberal creatures, 
 Who set yourselves up as patterns and 
 
 preachers : 
 Your silly pretence why, what a mere guess 
 
 it is!
 
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 Pray, what do you know of a woman s 
 
 necessities ? 
 I have told you and shown you I ve Nothing 
 
 to Wear/ 
 And it s perfectly plain you not only don t 
 
 care. 
 But you do not believe me " (here the nose 
 
 went still higher), 
 " I suppose, if you dared, you would call me 
 
 a liar. 
 Our engagement is ended, Sir, yes, on the 
 
 spot ; 
 You re a brute, and a monster, and I don t 
 
 know what." 
 
 I mildly suggested the words " Hottentot, 
 Pickpocket, and cannibal, Tartar, and thief," 
 As gentle expletives which might give relief; 
 But this only proved as spark to the pow 
 der, 
 And the storm I had raised came faster and 
 
 louder ; 
 It blew and it rained, thundered, lightened, 
 
 and hailed 
 Interjections, verbs, pronouns, till language 
 
 quite failed 
 To express the abusive, and then its arrears
 
 22 NOTHING TO WEAR. 
 
 Were brought up all at once by a torrent of 
 
 tears, 
 And my last faint, despairing attempt at an 
 
 obs- 
 Ervation was lost in a tempest of sobs. 
 
 WELL, I felt for the lady, and felt for 
 my hat, too, 
 
 Improvised on the crown of the 
 
 latter a tattoo, 
 
 In lieu of expressing the feelings which lay 
 Quite too deep for words, as Wordsworth 
 
 would say ; 
 Then, without going through the form of 
 
 a bow, 
 Found myself in the entry I hardly knew 
 
 how, 
 On door-step and sidewalk, past lamp-post 
 
 and square, 
 At home and up stairs, in my own easy 
 
 chair;
 
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 Poked my feet into slippers, my fire into 
 
 blaze. 
 
 And said to myself, as I lit my cigar, 
 Supposing a man had the wealth of the 
 
 Czar 
 Of the Ixussias to boot, for the rest of 
 
 his days, 
 On the whole, do you think he would 
 
 have much to spare 
 If he married a woman with "Nothing to 
 
 Wear?" 
 
 SINCE that night, taking pains that 
 it should not be bruited 
 Abroad in society, I ve instituted 
 A course of inquiry, extensive and tho 
 rough, 
 
 On this vital subject, and find, to my hor 
 ror, 
 
 That the fair Flora s case is by no means 
 surprising,
 
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 But that there exists the greatest dis 
 tress 
 In our female community, solely arising 
 
 From this unsupplied destitution of dress, 
 Whose unfortunate victims are filling the air 
 With the pitiful wail of " Nothing to Wear." 
 Researches in some of the " Upper Ten " 
 
 districts 
 
 Reveal the most painful and startling sta 
 tistics, 
 
 Of which let me mention only a few : 
 In one single house, on the Fifth Avenue, 
 Three young ladies were found, all below 
 
 twenty-two, 
 Who have been three whole weeks without 
 
 any thing new 
 In the way of flounced silks, and thus 
 
 left in the lurch 
 Are unable to go to ball, concert, or 
 
 church. 
 In another large mansion near the same 
 
 place, 
 
 Was found a deplorable, heart-rending case 
 Of entire destitution of Brussel s point lace. 
 In a neighbouring block there was found, 
 in three calls,
 
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 Total want, long continued, of camels -hair 
 
 shawls ; 
 
 And a suffering family, whose case exhibits 
 The most pressing need of real ermine 
 
 tippets ; 
 
 One deserving young lady almost unable 
 To survive, for the want of a new Eussian 
 
 sable ; 
 Another confined to the house, when it s 
 
 windier 
 
 Than usmil, because her shawl isn t India; 
 Still another, whose tortures have been 
 
 most terrific 
 Ever since the sad loss of the steamer 
 
 PACIFIC, 
 In which were ingulfed, not friend or 
 
 relation 
 (For whose fate she perhaps might have 
 
 found consolation, 
 
 Or borne it, at least, with serene resig 
 nation) 
 But the choicest assortment of French 
 
 sleeves and collars 
 Ever sent out from Paris, worth thousands 
 
 of dollars 
 And all as to style most recherche and rare,
 
 26 NOTHING TO WEAE. 
 
 The want of which leaves her with " Nothing 
 
 to Wear/ 
 
 And renders her life so drear and dyspeptic 
 That she s quite a recluse, and almost a 
 
 sceptic 
 For she touchingly says that this sort of 
 
 grief 
 Cannot find in Religion the slightest 
 
 relief : 
 
 And Philosophy has not a maxim to spare 
 For the victims of such overwhelming des 
 pair. 
 But the saddest by far of all these sad 
 
 features 
 Is the cruelty practised upon the poor 
 
 creatures 
 By husbands and fathers, real Bluebeards 
 
 and Timons, 
 Who resist the most touching appeals made 
 
 for diamonds 
 By their wives and their daughters, and 
 
 leave them for days 
 Unsupplied with new jewell ry, fans, or 
 
 bouquets, 
 Even laugh at their miseries whenever they 
 
 have a chance,
 
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 And deride their demands as useless ex 
 travagance ; 
 One case of a bride was brought to my 
 
 view, 
 
 Too sad for belief, but alas ! twas too true, 
 Whose husband refused, as savage as Charon, 
 To permit her to take more than ten 
 
 trunks to Sharon ; 
 The consequence was, that when she got 
 
 there, 
 At the end of three weeks she had " Nothing 
 
 to \Ve-.rj" 
 
 And when she proposed to finish the season 
 At Newport, the monster refused out and 
 
 out, 
 
 For his infamous conduct alleging no reason, 
 Except that the waters were good for his 
 
 gout : 
 Such treatment as this was too shocking 
 
 of course, 
 And proceedings are now going on for 
 
 divorce. 
 But why harrow the feelings by lifting the 
 
 curtain 
 From these scenes of woe ? Enough, it is 
 
 certain,
 
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 Has here been disclosed to stir up the 
 
 pity 
 
 Of every benevolent heart in the city, 
 And spur up humanity into a canter 
 To rush and relieve these sad cases in- 
 
 stanter. 
 Won t somebody, moved by this touching 
 
 description, 
 Come forward to-morrow and head a sub- 
 
 cription ? 
 Won t some kind philanthropist, seeing that 
 
 aid is 
 
 So needed at once by these indigent ladies, 
 Take charge of the matter ? Or won t 
 
 PETER COOPER 
 The corner-stone lay of some splendid 
 
 super- 
 Structure, like that which to-day links his 
 
 name 
 In the Union unending of honor and 
 
 fame ; 
 
 And found a new charity just for the care 
 Of these unhappy women with " Nothing to 
 
 Wear;" 
 Which, in view of the cash which would 
 
 daily be claimed,
 
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 The " Laying-out " Hospital well might be 
 named ? 
 
 Won t STEWART, or some of our dry-goods 
 importers, 
 
 Take a contract for clothing our wives 
 and our daughters ? 
 
 Or, to furnish the cash to supply these 
 distresses, 
 
 And life s pathway strew with shawls, col 
 lars, and dresses, 
 
 Ere the want of them makes it much 
 rougher and thornier, 
 
 Won t some one discover a new Cali 
 fornia ? 
 
 On ladies ! dear ladies ! the next sunny 
 day 
 Please trundle your hoops just 
 
 out of Broadway, 
 
 From its whirl and its bustle, its fashion 
 and pride,
 
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 And the temples of Trade which tower on 
 
 each side, 
 To the alleys and lanes where Misfortune 
 
 and Guilt 
 Their children have gathered, their city 
 
 have built ; 
 Where Hunger and Vice, like twin beasts 
 
 of prey, 
 Have hunted their victims to gloom and 
 
 despair : 
 Raise the rich dainty dress, and the fine 
 
 broidered skirt 
 
 Pick your delicate way through the damp 
 ness and dirt 
 Grope through the dark dens climb the 
 
 ricketty stair 
 To the garret, where wretches, the young 
 
 and the old, 
 Half-starved, and half-naked, lie crouched 
 
 from the cold; 
 See those skeleton limbs, those frost-bitten 
 
 feet, 
 All bleeding and bruised by the stones of 
 
 the street; 
 Hear the sharp cry of childhood the deep 
 
 groans that swell
 
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 From the poor dying creature who writhes 
 
 on the floor ; 
 Hear the curses that sound like the echoes 
 
 of Hell, 
 As you sicken and shudder and fly from 
 
 the door : 
 Then home to your wardrobes, and say, 
 
 if you dare 
 Spoiled children of Fashion you ve " Nothing 
 
 to Wear!" 
 
 ND oh ! if perchance there should be 
 
 a sphere 
 Where all is made right, which so 
 
 puzzles us here 
 Where the glare, and the glitter, and tinsel 
 
 of Time 
 Fade and die in the light of that region 
 
 sublime 
 
 Where the soul, disenchanted of flesh and 
 of sense,
 
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 Unscreened by its trappings, and shows, 
 
 and pretence, 
 Must be clothed for the life and the 
 
 service above, 
 With purity, truth, faith, meekness, and 
 
 love; 
 Oh, daughters of Earth ! foolish virgins, 
 
 beware ! 
 Lest in that upper realm you have " Nothing 
 
 to Wear!" 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 DAVID KELLY, Bookseller & Printer, 53, Market-st. Manchester.
 
 Where is the pre 
 sent wild extrava 
 gance in dress tc 
 end? Is each succeed 
 ing season to record 
 its ruinous increase 1 
 Is it possible thai 
 folly can further go 
 that English ladies 
 will become yet more 
 enslaved to a powei 
 which is gradually 
 vitiating the taste o: 
 every class?" 
 
 From the, Hon. and Rev. S. G. Osborne 
 Letter in the Times, July 23, 1858 
 
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