mud.  One does not think of loveliness in the case of men, because they have not got any; but their aspect, such as it is, is mainly made by their tailors.  And it is a lamentable thought, how very ill the clothes of most men are made.  I think that the art of draping the male human body has been brought to much less excellence by the mass of those who practise it than any other of the useful and ornamental arts.  Tailors, even in great cities, are generally extremely bad.  Or it may be that the providing the human frame with decent and well-fitting garments is so very difficult a thing that (save by a great genius here and there) it can be no more than approximated to.  As for tailors in little country villages, their power of distorting and disfiguring is wonderful.  When I used to be a country clergyman, I remember how, when I went to the funeral of some simple rustic, I was filled with surprise to see the tall, strapping, fine young country lads, arrayed in their black suits.  What awkward figures they looked in those unwonted garments!  How different from their easy, natural appearance in their every-day fustian!  Here you would see a young fellow with a coat whose huge collar covered half his head when you looked at him from behind; a very common thing was to have sleeves which entirely concealed the hands; and the wrinkled and baggy aspect of the whole suits could be imagined only by such as have seen them.  It may be remarked here, that those strong country lads were in another respect people of whom more might have been physically made.  Oh for a drill-sergeant to teach them to stand upright, and to turn out their toes, and to get rid of that slouching, hulking gait which gives such a look of clumsiness and stupidity!  If you could but have the well-developed muscles and the fresh complexion of the country with the smartness and alertness of the town!  You have there the rough material of which a vast deal may be made; you have the water-worn pebble which will take on a beautiful polish.  Take from the moorland cottage the shepherd lad of sixteen; send him to a Scotch college for four years; let him be tutor in a good family for a year or two; and if he be an observant fellow, you will find in him the quiet, self-possessed air and the easy address of the gentleman who has seen the world.  And it is curious to see one brother of a family thus educated and polished into refinement, while the other three or four, remaining in their father’s simple lot, retain its rough manners and its unsophisticated feelings.  Well, look at the man who has been made a gentleman,—­probably by the hard labor and sore self-denial of the others,—­and see in him what each of the others might have been!  Look with respect on the diamond which needed only to be polished!  Reverence the undeveloped potential which circumstances have held down!  Look with interest on these people of whom more might have been made!