<h2>CHAP. XI.<br/> <i>Dress.—A Character.—Remarks on Mrs. Trueman’s Manner of dressing.—Trifling Omissions undermine Affection.</i></h2>
<p>Mary’s procrastinating temper produced
many other ill consequences;
she would lie in bed till the last moment,
and then appear without washing her face or
cleaning her teeth. Mrs. Mason had often
observed it, and hinted her dislike; but,
unwilling to burden her with precepts, she
waited for a glaring example. One was
soon accidentally thrown in her way, and
she determined that it should not pass unobserved.</p>
<p>A lady, who was remarkable for her
negligence in this respect, spent a week
with them; and, during that time, very
frequently disconcerted the œconomy of the
family. She was seldom fit to be seen, and
if any company came by chance to dinner,
she would make them wait till it was quite
cold, whilst she huddled on some ill-chosen
finery. In the same style, if a little party
of pleasure was proposed, she had to dress
herself, and the hurry discomposed her, and
tired those, who did not like to lose time in
anticipating a trifling amusement.</p>
<p>A few hours after she had left them, Mrs.
Mason enquired of Mary, what effect this
week’s experience had had on her mind?
You are fond of ridicule, child, but seldom
in the right place; real cause for it you let
slip, and heed not the silent reproof that
points at your own faults:—do not mistake
me, I would not have you laugh at—yet I
wish you to feel, what is ridiculous, and
learn to distinguish folly. Mrs. Dowdy’s
negligence arises from indolence; her mind
is not employed about matters of importance;
and, if it were, it would not be a
sufficient excuse for her habitually neglecting
an essential part of a man’s as well as a
woman’s duty. I said habitually; grief
will often make those careless, who, at
other times, pay a proper attention to their
person; and this neglect is a sure indication
that the canker-worm is at work; and
we ought to pity rather than blame the unfortunate.
Indeed when painful activity of
mind occasions this inattention, it will not
last long; the soul struggles to free itself,
and return to its usual tone and old habits.
The lady we have been speaking of ever
appears a sloven, though she is sometimes
a disgusting figure, and, at others, a very
taudry flirt.</p>
<p>I continually caution Caroline not to
spend much time in adorning her person;
but I never desired you to neglect yours.
Wisdom consists in avoiding extremes—immoderate
fondness for dress, I term vanity;
but a proper attention to avoid singularity
does not deserve that name. Never
waste much time about trifles; but the time
that is necessary, employ properly. Exercise
your understanding, taste flows from
it, and will in a moment direct you, if you
are not too solicitous to conform to the
changing fashions; and loiter away in laborious
idleness the precious moments when
the imagination is most lively, and should
be allowed to fix virtuous affections in the
tender youthful heart.</p>
<p>Of all the women whom I have ever met
with, Mrs. Trueman seems the freest from
vanity, and those frivolous views which
degrade the female character. Her virtues
claim respect, and the practice of them engrosses
her thoughts; yet her clothes are apparently
well chosen, and you always see her
in the same attire. Not like many women
who are eager to set off their persons to the
best advantage, when they are only going to
take a walk, and are careless, nay slovenly,
when forced to stay at home. Mrs. Trueman’s
conduct is just the reverse; she tries
to avoid singularity, for she does not wish
to disgust the generality; but it is her family,
her friends, whom she studies to
please.</p>
<p>In dress it is not little minute things,
but the <i>whole</i> that should be attended to,
and that every day; and this attention gives
an ease to the person because the clothes
appear unstudily graceful. Never, continued
Mrs. Mason, desire to excel in trifles,
if you do, there is an end to virtuous emulation,
the mind cannot attend to both; for
when the main pursuit is trivial, the character
will of course become insignificant.
Habitual neatness is laudable; but if you
wish to be reckoned a well, an elegantly
dressed girl, and feel that praise on account
of it gives you pleasure, you are vain; and
a laudable ambition cannot dwell with vanity.</p>
<p>Servants, and those women whose minds
have had a very limited range, place all
their happiness in ornaments, and frequently
neglect the only essential part in dress—neatness.</p>
<p>I have not the least objection to your
dressing according to your age; I rather
encourage it, by allowing you to wear the
gayest colours; yet I insist on some degree
of uniformity: and think you treat me disrespectfully
when you appear before me,
and have forgotten to do, what should never
be neglected, and what you could have
done in less than a quarter of an hour.</p>
<p>I always dress myself before breakfast,
and expect you to follow my example, if
there is not a sufficient and obvious excuse.
You, Mary, missed a pleasant airing yesterday;
for if you had not forgotten the respect
which is due to me, and hurried down to
breakfast in a slovenly manner, I should
have taken you out with me; but I did not
choose to wait till you were ready, as your
not being so was entirely your own fault.</p>
<p>Fathers, and men in general, complain
of this inattention; they have always to
wait for females. Learn to avoid this fault,
however insignificant it may appear in your
eyes, for that habit cannot be of little consequence
that sometimes weakens esteem.
When we frequently make allowance for
another in trifling matters, notions of inferiority
take root in the mind, and too often
produce contempt. Respect for the understanding
must be the basis of constancy;
the tenderness which flows from pity is liable
to perish insensibly, to consume itself—even
the virtues of the heart, when they
degenerate into weakness, sink a character
in our estimation. Besides, a kind of gross
familiarity takes place of decent affection;
and the respect, which alone can render domestic
intimacy a lasting comfort, is lost
before we are aware of it.</p>
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