If you are about to present yourself in a company composed only of men, you may wear boots.  If there be but one lady present, pumps and silk-stockings are indispensable.

There is a common proverb which says, that if a man be well dressed as to head and feet, he may present himself everywhere.  The assertion is as false as Mr. Kemble’s voice.  Happy indeed if it were necessary to perfect only the extremities.  The coat, the waistcoat, the gloves, and, above all, the cravat, must be alike ignorant of blemish.

Upon the subject of the cravat—­(for heaven’s sake and Brummel’s, never appear in a stock after twelve o’clock)—­We cannot at present say anything.  If we were to say anything, we could not be content without saying all, and to say all would require a folio.  A book has been published upon the subject, entitled “The Cravat considered in its moral, literary, political, military, and religious attributes.”  This and a clever, though less profound, treatise on “The art of tying the Cravat,” are as indispensable to a gentleman as an ice at twelve o’clock.

When we speak of excellence in dress we do not mean richness of clothing, nor manifested elaboration.  Faultless propriety, perfect harmony, and a refined simplicity,—­these are the charms which fascinate here.

It is as great a sin to be finical in dress as to be negligent.

Upon this subject the ladies are the only infallible oracles.  Apart from the perfection to which they must of necessity arrive, from devoting their entire existence to such considerations, they seem to be endued with an inexpressible tact, a sort of sixth sense, which reveals intuitively the proper distinctions.  That your dress is approved by a man is nothing;—­you cannot enjoy the high satisfaction of being perfectly comme il faut, until your performance has received the seal of a woman’s approbation.

If the benefits to be derived from cultivating your exterior do not appear sufficiently powerful to induce attention, the inconveniences arising from too great disregard may perhaps prevail.  Sir Matthew Hale, in the earlier part of his life, dressed so badly that he was once seized by the press-gang.  Not long since, as I entered the hall of a public hotel, I saw a person so villainously habited, that supposing him to be one of the servants, I desired him to take my luggage upstairs, and was on the point of offering him a shilling, when I discovered that I was addressing the Honorable Mr. * * *, one of the most eminent American statesmen.

CHAPTER III.  SALUTATIONS.

The salutation, says a French writer, is the touchstone of good breeding.  According to circumstances, it should be respectful, cordial, civil, affectionate or familiar:—­an inclination of the head, a gesture with the hand, the touching or doffing of the hat.

If you remove your hat you need not at the same time bend the dorsal vertebr’ of your body, unless you wish to be very reverential, as in saluting a bishop.