Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 55, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 March 1917 — DEVOTED TO HIS NECKTIE [ARTICLE]

DEVOTED TO HIS NECKTIE

Strange How Neckwear Wilt Weave Itself About the Tenderest Parts of a Man's Heart. Every morning we stand before the mirror, flap the large end over and around, push It behind and up and draw ft carefully through. It becomes a habit, and yet, like dining, it has a certain fasdnatidh. The keen pleasure of a new and uncreased cravat helps to make a whole week brighter. And that dread day when a white spot appears to the center of the front of our favorite green one, or when the beloved brown parts internally, and, while appearing the same without, tells us that ft is gone forever—that day our coffee Is and the mercury low. But we never cruelly desert a faithful friend. For a couple of times after the white spot appears we try to tie It farther up or lower down, usually with pathetically ineffectual results. And then vkb pasture It back somewhere on the rack with the bow-ties that are not good taste any more and the selections made by a worthy aunt at a reflection sale, aid let It enjoy a quiet old age* Somehow eventually ft disappears. We do not know hovr. Perhaps a careless maid drops it In a waste-basket, or a plotting wife makes way with it But most probably, like old watches and college text-books, ft has some unseen heaven of Its own whither It Is wafted after its life amongst us is over. —From the Atlantic.