O' » r • ** o. %. c** »* :^' v-v .V . • ♦ ^ ^ O. "•'..^•* -,0^ ''<^. **• ,^q. LV *^ O, ♦•^•* Ap*^ 'S^^ ♦.To' ,^ )^ •:!ZnL'. ♦ AT ... V'"* ^r!..*^ Nothing to You. "Searching a lady's band-boxes Nothing to You; OR, Mind Your Own Business, IN ANSWER TO "Nothings" in general, and Nothing to Wear" in particular. yBV Knot-Rab. KEW TOEK : WILEY & HALSTED, No. 851 BEOADWAT. 185 7. ^\ t>^^^ 43 r^ ^ 'd t^ Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1867, by WILEY «fc HALSTED, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York. R. CKAIQHKAD, PBINTEE AND BTEBBOTTPER, CTaiton JSutftiing, 81, 88, a/nd 85 Centre Street. NOTHING TO YOU; OR, MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. It is said in the circles of Madison Square, That the recent attack on Miss Flora, For presuming to think she had "nothing to wear," While her wardrobe contained an Argosy From Paris, of all the recherche varieties, 6 Nothing to You. Styles, patterns, and prices of the best societies, Has had such effect on the lady herself. That her friends apprehend some ca- lamity ; For, 'tis everywhere talked of, 'till scandal itself Has grown weary discoursing of vanity. It is fair we examine both sides of the picture. Not by raising new issues; — or making fresh slander ; But simply to find if the cause of the stricture On ladies is just, — and dictated by candor. Nothing to You. 7 We shall make it apparent that Harry's to blame For indulging in gossip — unmanly; And in seeking to injure so charming a name Just because he was jilted. How blandly Soever he tries to make good his asser- tion, There's nothing can save him from ge- neral aversion. He plainly admits, and there's no one will doubt it. That Flora's fine dresses had something to do 8 Nothing to You. With the strength of his love, or he wooed her without it; And I ask the kind world which is best of the two? He talks of commodities, Hearts and such oddities ! Brocades and affections all in the same breath ; And he mixes up laces. Pins, gloves, and embraces, With the gaslight above, and the carpet beneath. As cold and uncandid, As ever a man did Assail a young lady of beauty and fame. Nothing to You. 9 He seeks to confound her, By throwing around her A coil of derision attached to her name. I appeal to the honest, the brave, and the loving, — Men with hearts and with heads, and with hands for great deeds. Whether searching a lady's bandboxes, and proving Her owner of dresses, far more than she needs. Is a fit occupation for one who lays claim to The rights, and the virtues, and wisdom of man. lo Nothing to You. We snub our fair friends, just as soon as they aim to Excel us in anything useful, and plan For them all kinds of little amusements and pastimes ; Then grumble, forsooth, at their want of a few dimes. We teach them, encourage, compel to be idle ; Then growl at their little diversions, and chide well Their fancies so pretty, so harmless and artless. And call them extravagant, reckless, and heartless. We talk of morality, — ^practise the vices, — Nothing to You. n Make rules for young ladies; but none for ourselves, — Except it be "House Rules" of clubs, with devices For spending our money, by sixes or twelves, — As it pleases us best: — or we just pass our leisure In a quiescent way, — with good fellows, you know ; Or we come and we go, as it jumps w^ith our pleasure, And permit none to ask us, "why do you do so*?" We spend both our time and our money as suits us, 12 Nothing to You. In Wall Street and stocks, to yield fifty per cent. ; Or In houses, weeds, meerschaums, fast ladies, or horses ; In " larks," plays, or hunting, or travel in Lent. Should our friends take the trouble to kindly upbraid us. Volunteering their thoughts, and submit- ting advice. They are soon made to know, their at- tentions have laid us Under no obligation to hear them speak twice ; For, with exquisite polish, but yet in a trice, Nothing to You. 13 We gently inform them, " I do as I do, " Beyond that I assure you it's — Nothing Now, this NOTHING TO YOU may appear at first sight A little uncourteous, or headstrong, or wild ; But I think that with me you'll agree it is right In some cases and persons — though not in a child. We are talking of men, and of ladies just now, 14 Nothing to You. Who spend money — make love — form engagements, and so May be safely included with those who know how To arrange their own business, and say yes or no, Without having to answer to every Jim Crow, Or fine fellow who thinks that he ought to know. The first lesson we learn when turned out on the world. Wherever we go or whatever we do, Is the simple absurdity — hourly unfurled — Nothing to You. 15 That people will meddle with that, which to you Seems not to concern them the least, and you say So at once, without waiting to ponder it. The truth is self-evident every day, And you wonder how people consent to live under it. In Madison square, or the Fifth avenue, Saratoga, Newport, or yet farther away, St. James's or Brighton, Versailles or St. Cloud, Masters Meddle are there, and there they will stay; For there's one for each tongue, to lead it astray 1 6 Nothing to You. Into mazes of scandal, and gossip, and romance, Inventing, where plain honest truth can find no chance. Whatever is strange, or absurd, or ri- diculous, If it only contains point sufficient to tickle us. Is pronounced a good joke, and passed gaily around From one tongue to another, until it is found To vibrate the whole air, with its gos- siping sound. And who are the objects — I might say the victims Whalever is struii^'e, or absurd, or ridiculous, If it only contains point sufficient to tickle us Nothing to You. 17 Of this cruel sport? Very often the young "Prims" Whose only offence in the matter before us, Is to couple economy closely with neatness. Or perchance 'tis those innocent Kid girls, — so artless, Not yet having learned the tricks of the heartless ; Who for nothing but that are heartily laughed at, By the very same man who plays " tattoo " on his hat. There is even Miss Prudence — minding her business; Dresses neat, — no display, — and without giddiness, 1 8 Nothing to You. Talks evil of no one — thinks evil as little, And though pretty and Uvely — don't care a tittle For empty brained snobs, — be they ever so " demmy," For which reason alone she's abhorred by those " gemmy." They let none escape from their quizzi- cal scrutiny ; The young are but "chits," and the old are all "Fogies;" They strain every nerve to promote a wide mutiny, By admiring rich dresses, — with criti- cal eulogies. Nothing to You. ig They sneer at Miss Modest; they cut Miss Economy; Laugh at Miss Goodsense ; — praise Flora with care ; Make jest of Miss Knowsomething ; — then read a homily On ladies, who think they have "no- thing to wear." I have heard this same Harry in vein so satirical, Tell tales of young ladies with " only one dress ; " Because twice, on occasions of taste somewhat critical, 20 Nothing to You. They wore the same costume, — as 1 must confess. j Is it candid, or fair, or honest, or true, sir, To present as you've done but one side to our view, sir? If Flora was faulty you knew it before; For you say, " thirty " times you had knelt to adore — Not her, as it seems, but her diamonds and laces ; Yet, now you upbraid her for those very " graces" — As you used to term them, — encou- raged by you, Till it pleased your gay whim to like other faces. Nothing to You. 21 Insult,— be insulted,— and play your " tattoo ! " Ambition is given to us all, — and 'tis well; For without it we never should care to excel ; And careless in this, there's an end to improvement ; We should, like the snail, still go back in our movement. Young ladies are just as ambitious to prosper In fashion, good taste, and esteem, quite as men are 22 Nothing to You. In all that pertains to that high elevation, For which we are destined by " our education." We make them a play toy, and not a companion ; We dress, then admire them, and flatter and fawn, And mould their ambition to dress well, until one Begins to believe them a gossamer dawn ; Not oppressed with much intellect, souls, or live hearts ; But exquisite models, to whom dress imparts All the graces, — accomplishments, — sense we desire ; Nothing to You. 23 This " contingent remainder " set Harry- on fire ; And not Harry alone, but that host of deplore rs, ''Two hundred and fifty or sixty adorers," He tells us he threw in the shade, when selected By Flora, as worthy to be her elected. Now, what does this prove, but that Flora's good sense Read men as they are, — through their " flimsy " pretence Of magnificent wisdom, — and dressed her- self out For their fancy, 7iot hers; while there can be no doubt 24- Nothing to You. Her ambition was flattered, by daily ovations Of worshipping men, bowing down to creations Which Flora designed, — with her milliner's patience. Let me ask you to show me a single example Of innocent goodness, — of charity ample, Of kindness unbounded, — but lacking external Of fashion and wealth, — have such a supernal Amount of proposals; — take Harry for sample ! Must we go into Boudoirs, or over to Paris, Nothing to You. 25 Study brocades and silks, laces, satin, and tulle. In order the better to learn what man is ; Or say with sincerity, "Oh, what a fool ^ " Nay, come and I'll show you a wonderful picture, — A rne^ting of thousands now held in "The Park." One rises, — ^^looks round, — makes a mo- tion and gesture, — Seems wis^,— but says nothing,— at last, throws a spark Of his eloquence out:— "What a glori- ous day!" 26 Nothing to You. Says the orator; — and all the people " hurrah I " He dresses a few scanty thoughts in fine words, And the world applauds him, — " fine feathers, fine birds." At our clubs, have you never seen " men of the world " Give a shrug of the shoulder, twist a hair nicely curled. Say, "Oh, Ah," "certainly," " 'pon your honor," "Oh, Lord," And so cover themselves with a move or a word; Imply intimate knowledge, approve or condemn Nothing to You. 27 When referred to, — although knowing naught of the theme I In our courts, where but wisdom and justice should stand With a wreath for the good, — for the evil a brand. Is he not the best lawyer who best can deceive ? Clothe the good in vile colors — make miscreants live Still in honor, — new dressed in the garb of the law, By great counsel, — whose forte lies in finding a flaw; And men say "how clever his legal conception, 28 Nothing to You. How astutely he covers his wily decep- tion !" I might take you through churches and senates and halls, Where " wise men " congregate ; — we might drop into balls In their season where thousands as- semble, Or Theatres, whose business it is to dis- semble ; Or a hundred such places of general resort. And in all, you'll observe, that the one common forte Of success, is the clothing of thoughts or of persons. Nothing to You. 29 4 In style, taste, and richness, all free from perversions Of fashion — be that what it may — and then dash on. In all ages the same, if we go back in history To those ancient times when all men bowed to mystery. Was it not clothed in most intricate dresses ; The Priests and the Priestesses vieing in tresses ? The masters of men wore long flowing garments. And governed the world by external adornments I 30 Nothing to You. The wise and the great were richly attired ; The fools and the worshippers bowed and admired I While we talk of the past in disparaging terms, It is right we should question our superiority ; And if candidly done, we shall gather those germs Of true wisdom, not known to the vulgar majority. We shall learn that men in all ages and climates, Untaught in true science, undeveloped in mind, * * * shfi filled all her cages With Rarer Aven of whom IF.irry was Primus Nothing to You. 31 Pay homage to gewgaws — become hum- ble prostrates ; And worship fine dresses, though their goddess be bUnd. This Flora knew well by the instinct of genius; Man to her was a book with several pages ; When he talked of the "soft sex," she said, "he can't mean us: Or I'll prove by Philosophy which are the sages." And true to her word, she filled all her cages With Earce Aves, of whom Harry was ' Primus ; 32 Nothing to You. But that bird flew off, with a crow quite courageous, To return for revenge with a branch of the HJiamnus (The which, let me say, is a pretty white bramble, Much used in devotions to lacerate sins ; Thought by Pliny to answer for those who are humble. Quite as well as a torture of needles or pins). But it was not sufficient to lay it severely Over Flora's white bosom, neck, arms, and sweet face. Nothing to You. 33 He attacks her rich dresses she pur- chased so dearly, And demohshes all, with her diamonds and lace. Leaving poor Miss McFlimsey in dread- ful disgrace ; Her prospects quite blasted — as every one fears — And she, beautiful girl, fairly drowning in tears. Now all this was bad enough Surely and sad enough — To appease Harry's wrath for the loss of the things: 34 Nothing to You. But we know there's no stopping The chrysalis popping Himself on the world, when you give him his wings. So Harry commences To count the expenses Of having the comfort of woman on earth I And with lighted cigar. Thinking himself the Czar, He concludes that the article would not be worth Half the requisite money! Thinks it deuce dly funny That He should be forced to curtail in the least ; We ktiow there's no stopping The Chrysalis pojtpins Himself on the world when you give liiin his wings. Nothing to You. 35 And decides on inquiring If all ladies aspiring To be Mrs. Harry insist on being drest I The answer to this most benevolent ques- tion, Was not satisfactory to Harry's view. But where, think you, he sought for the happy solution? Just imagine — he went to the Fifth Avenue I Where ladies with money, and nothing to do, Have a right to reply — "Sir, it's Nothing 36 Nothing to You. But now comes the most inexcusable feature, An attack — to make which, one might think to find no man: Not confined to one well-dressed and beautiful creature. But a ruthless assault on hind nature ill Woman ! And by whom ? — and for what ? — and the manner '? you ask ; By a man ! for revenge ! — and by scan- dal ! The task Was conceived in self-love; — executed in vanity ; With a sprinkle of cant — and a streak of profanity. lint let us examine The iiK.nsiroiis assertion ; and afterwards lian- liini As well he deserves. Nothing to You, 37 Kioid nature m Woman! — is there then one sceptic Who doubts it? He must be dyspeptic, Or non compos mentis. But let us ex- amine The monstrous assertion; — and afterwards hang him, As well he deserves. — Yet, I know, this hind nature Of Woman will plead for his life; — and poor Flora Herself try to save the doomed neck of the creature. When man in his infancy opens his eyes, — d 38 Nothing to You. And the little brat wonders and slobbers and cries, The kind nature of woman is ever at hand To perceive every want — to supply each demand. When the youngster begins to find use for his legs, And toddles and hobbles and falls from his pegs, How quickly she runs to restore him again To his upright position; — consoling his pain. When at school with his books, or at home with his toys, Man ill his inlaiicy. Nothing to You. 39 And for ever at mischief — the case with all boys — Kind sympathy still, from fond woman will meet him; And wherever he is her good blessing will greet him. When a hobble-de-hoy with no hands, legs, or voice, And the veriest gosling that offers for choice, He is none the less cared for and thought of and loved. By kind woman; — whose goodness so constant is proved. When a young man of ton with curled hair on his lip. 4-0 Nothing to You. And cigar, cane, and hat — much admir- ed — though a rip. His little absurdities even are flattered. By a nature too kind; — by a heart often shattered. When he does some sad wrong as some gentlemen will. And is cut by his friends, and the ladies — worse still — However he merits this cutting disgrace, He holds yet in his mother's good heart his own place. When lofty, true, noble, and glorious his aim. And for goodness and greatness, the world sounds his fame. Nothing to You. 41 Oh I when thus he is worthy — as friend, or as foeman, His name is revered by every true woman. Then where are those sisters so kind and good hearted, So ready to meet us and welcome us home From our rambles, or sports; they have stayed since we parted, In the house with their mother, — what we call " hum-drum." What thousands there are of those fair gentle graces, — The sisters of men — in all circles and places 42 Nothing to You. You find them — good genii — sent to refine us, By a magic so gentle — that talisman — kindness. And through all the gay world wherever we rove, There is nothing so pure as a sister's sweet love. When a man's what he should be, his sisters adore him With an undying constancy; ever before him To cheer, to inspire, to encourage his labor. His study of wisdom and manners, to favor Nothing to You. 4.3 Those weaknesses which we are bom to inherit ; And without which, to love us would be little merit. In acts of devotion and self-sacrificing, I have witnessed such deeds as are more than surprising To hard selfish man. I have seen sisters plan For a worthless young scamp Of a brother, whose stamp Is not rare, how to save him disgrace if they can. He was clerk in a bank. Every evening he drank Much bad liquor; then played 44- Nothing to You. " Rather deeply," all said, Till his pockets were empty, his^salary spent, As had long been his large patrimonial descent. He thought he might take a few thou- sands or so. Never dreaming to steal it. Oh, God forbid! No I He would shudder to think. As he stood on the brink Of the act, that one well-born As he, could be so shorn * Of honor, and honesty. To commit larceny I But money he wanted, As nightly he vaunted Nothing to You. 45 Himself better born than his fellows so gay; And he thought some relation Would die, or donation, Or "God-send" arrive, ere the balanc- ing day. So he took it, and spent it. Paid I. O. U's., and lent it: And the time speeded on when the bank he must pay, Or be sent to the Tombs! The idea now looms Up before him in horror, " If I pay not to-morrow, I am ruined, undone, lost for ever!" He thinks 4-6 Nothing to You. Of each artifice ; nothing will do, and he drinks Deeper still, 'till his brain is quite maddened. He goes toward home, not much wiser, but saddened. His favorite sister observes in his face, A look of anxiety, terror, disgrace. Her heart is convulsive; she scarcely can ask, " Dear brother, do tell me what's hap- pened ; unmask "Your whole soul to your own little " ' Teasy.' " She asked it so kindly, it made him feel easy. Nothing to You. 47 He told her it all, and his sweet little sister Never thought of applying a censorious blister To her poor brother's heart ; " but," says she, "for my part, " Dearest brother, I'll give you a check on the bank, •* For what money I've left me by poor dear papa." " 'Twould not do," he replied, " for there still would be blank. Twice the sum you possess, on my books." Then away Runs good " Teasy," and fetches her mother 48 Nothing to You. And two other sisters together, to tell The sad news of the danger await- ing her brother ; They heard it in tears, — for they all loved him well. Then says one noble girl, " He may have all I own To relieve him." Another said quickly, " And mine too." While dear little " Teasy " akeady had shown Her good heart. And 'twas thus the three sisters combined to Redeem Harry's name From dishonor and shame. By a self-sacrifice which I thus give to fame. And 'twas thus the three sisters combined to Rpdeenn Harry's name From dishdnor and sliame. Nothing to You. 49 This is not a mere fiction, Got up for its diction; But as true as the pulpit " excepting the name." It would not have been told, Were it not for the bold And unsparing attack, By one Harry-go-lack, On the feminine world; Whence, let him be hurled To his den full of smoke, and his " own easy chair ; " For a mortal who loves not Kind woman, and proves not Himself her defender, may live any- where 50 Nothing to You. In the regions of smoke — and his own dismal lair. I might go on and cite, Still to show I am right, Our fair cousins, who love at all times to embellish What pertains to our pleasure. In a word, there's no measure To limit their sweet pretty ways; — so unselfish Their natures and playful, so free, true, and joyful ; Their smiles are like sunshine ; and with- out any biizz-'m. Nothing to You. 51 The way it is said ; we all like our fair cousin. But though mothers are dear, and our sisters are kind, And our beautiful cousins are playful and true, There's another and dearer affection, entwined Round the heart of each man ; though there may be a feiv^ As living exceptions. To prove our reflections, Who are free from the charge of those loving connexions. Such make their flirtations, 52 Nothing to You. By close calculations, Of " how much she will bring," what curtailing she'll bear, That lie may have money, For everything funny. While Slie, poor lady, has "Nothing to Wear." If men were but honest, with fewer pretensions To wealth which they have not — so often the case. They would find ladies' fancies adjust their dimensions To the real state of things, with an angelic grace. Nothing to You. 53 They begin by deceiving them into extravagance, And rightly deserve the effects of their arrogance. They teach wives and daughters to Hve for appearances, Not for the comfort of home, and en- dearances, Higher than wealth ; — then assail them with cant about Fashion and poverty, vice — and still rant about Ladies and dresses and shows and pre- tence ; Yet all under man's rule, if he only had sense 54 Nothing to You. To lead kindly and lovingly, onward with reason, The woman he loves, to all joys in their season ; Whether home, with its duties of saving and care, And its pleasures and comforts, so new, though not rare ; Or abroad, in the world of high fashion and art. In rich dresses, large diamonds, nay, — you need not start ! For these things, in themselves^ are so honest and true. That if paid for, and ivorn right, it*s Nothing to You. Nothing to You. 55 On the moral he draws in satirical way, I think it but justice to all, if I say, 'Tis a task more befitting gay Harry than Flora, To " climb rickety stairs," and see squalor and sin ; To " grope through dark dens," and preach morals before a Vile horde of poor " wretches," foul without and within; To breathe poisonous air, from the " dampness and dirt," Of " misfortune and guilt," w^ithout al- most a shirt ! But 'tis pleasanter far to eat " Flasher's " good dinner ; 56 Nothing to You. To accompany ladies to parties at " Stuckups ;" To criticise dresses ; be " Harry the sinner" In slippers, cigars, easy-chair, smoke and wine-cups ; And then, by the way of a little variety — Just to work off a portion of recent satiety — Give a sermon in verse on the " curse of society — " A lady who thinks she has "nothing to wear ;" Yet has charit/y^ more in the tip of her finger. Than lie from his foot to his dyed and curled hair. His den lull of smoke, and his own dismal lair Nothing to You. 57 Out ! Out on such teaching I Such one-sided preaching ! Such want of all candor I — such gilded hypocrisy I This is the true evil^ The spell of the devil; He prompts the worst sinner to teach the democracy ; For he knows " like a book," That the thinking ones look To the man who talks morals, for an illustration Of the way it is done, But convinced 'tis all fun! They rush downward, en masse^ to a worse degradation, 3* 58 Nothing to You. Thus preaching is ever the curse of a nation, Unless marked by sincerity. Truth and kind charity. There's a fine honest maxim, as good as it's old, " Let every man mind his own business." I'm told That Great Empires, huge fortunes, vast goodness, and luck In a general way, have invariably stuck To this saying — while friendship grows stronger, and friend After friend rises from it without any end. 'Tis a maxim more worth than the "new California " Nothing to You. 59 Which Harry suggests to make life's path less " thornier." It is every man's business, at once to defend The fair fame of the ladies, on whom we depend For so much of life's pleasure; 'tis ours to provide For them everything wished for, to gain which we ride On the ocean of commerce, — or railroads perchance, Dive deep in professions, — lead political dance. Or by fair honest toil win the race against chmwe. 6o Nothing to You. It is ours to be generous, honest, and brave ; To love woman as equal, and not as our slave ; To meet the first shock of each earthly misfortune ; To be candid and true, without guile or distortion ; To be foremost in knowledge, — the vast power of science, The world and its ways, — such a mighty alliance Must raise us above every small inter- meddling With the business of others — contempt- ible peddling. Nothino; to You. 6i o In " small talk " and " chit chat " and " poodle dog " questions, So sadly in vogue among clubs, cliques, and sections Of men, who have little or nothing to do But ransack ladies' wardrobes to make them look "blue," And be told as they merit — " it's No- thing TO You." One word on these "Nothings," and I shall have done With a subject in form of impromptu begun. 62 Nothing to You, There is " Nothing to do " very racily served As rejoinder, and all will admit well de- served ; It was writ by a lady in recrimination Of Harry's assault and his selfish laudation ; Hence it needs no apology being de- fensive, In style amazonian — cutting and pensive ; But though some men have "Nothing to do," you will find Our vast myriads are toiling in body or mind. Not only has Harry done wrong in par- ticular, Nothing to You. 63 By his satire on Woman — her dresses and laces, But he gives an example how to ridicule her, In all seasons and fashions, occupations and places. For men in community think not what sense it is, But follow their leader with sheepish pro- pensities ; Leaping through hedges — And on to the edges Of quagmires and rocks — In great ovilline flocks. Hence "nothings" have grown into late popularity, 64 Nothing to You. And the greater their scandal — the more jocularity; While to render them still more attrac- tive for fun, Some fair lady is taken — the gauntlet to run. Thus, one man without taste Or good manners, in haste Writes a satire on dinners. While yet his own " inners " Are warmed to their full, by the kind hospitality Which he amply abuses in rhyming vul- garity. Another more recent Is a Httle more decent; But then 'tis a fallacy simple enough; Nothing to You. 65 He backs rich against poor, Goes on charity's tour To make sweeping comparisons; — now that's "all stuff;" For kind charity dwells not with cliques or divisions; Regards not the lines which we draw in community ; Claims neither the rich nor the poor for her missions ; But looks for good hearts — kind inten- tions and unity. These, these are her forces — in rags or in satins, In mansions or huts — with abundance or rations : 66 Nothing to You. The poor man who shares with another his crust, The rich one who blesses the land with his " dust," The w^oman who runs to console her poor friend. The lady who guards lest a word should offend — These are only a few of fair charity's forms ; She is found in gay circles — in w^ork- houses — storms ; Such as foundered the homeward bound ill-fated steamer The " Central America " — while yet be- tween her L.ofC. Nothing to You. 67 Wrecked hundreds and death rushed two mariners brave — Burt and Johnson — with crews Kke them- selves — who to save The dear Hves of those sinking — through danger still lay- In the trough of a terrible sea — until day Showed how useless 'twould be any longer to stay. I gainsay not the gifts of a Cooper or Astor, But revere the jpoor heroes of this sad disaster ! So make no comparisons — Charity never Speaks loud of her acts — but works quietly ever; 68 Nothing to You. 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Appendix — Things to be Studied. 1 vol 12mo, with Fifty Ulustratioas. Price $1. KUSKIN'S COMPLETE WOEKS. TTniform in Size and Binding". Nile vols. ]2mo. Dark cloth, $11 50. CONSISTING OF T. MODERN PAINTERS. Four vols. 12mo., full dark cloth, $5 50. II. THE SEVEN LAJIPS OF ARCHITECTURE, with fourteen etchings by the Author. 1 vol. 12mo., fuU dark cloth, $1 25 III. THE STONES OF VENICE. The Foundations. 1 vol. 12mo., with numerous wood engravings, full dark cloth, $2. IT. PRE-RAPHAELITISM, AND NOTES ON THE CONSTRUC- TION OF SHEEP-FOLDS. 1 vol. 12mo., full dark cloth, 50 cents. V. LECTURES ON APvCHITECTURE AND PAINTING, with fifteen illustrations on tinted paper. 1 vol. 12mo., fuU dark cloth, $1 25. VI. THE ELEMENTS OF DRAWING-. In Three Letters to Bo giuners. 1 vol. 12mo., full dark clotii, $1. " It is needless to criticise or commend the works of Ruskin. They have an individuality so distinctly marked that the reader receives them as the views of a master who has become absorbed in his theme. The lines of art are embellished with all the graces of an elegant literature, and a work produced that is read with profit by every cultivated mind." — K T. Observer. llOV f^i '1«!94 H 172 82 < I A *'7;*^ ,0 ^^ ... ,4<^^ Pv k MAY 82 N. MANCHESTER INDIANA 46962