Sox

For the male man this is a subject of much import. He spends a minute or two each morning and the same time each night in putting his socks on and taking them off; he spends all day wearing them out; he causes much trouble in the mending of them; he uses much ( or little) care in selecting them , and spends anything form nine-pence of five shilling and sixpence per pair in the purchase of them. Of course there are socks and socks. There is every difference between the socks of the down-on-his-luck backblocker who wears no socks at all, and the socks of the opulent student which have on them figure of cats or frogs embroidered in fancy silks. Most people wear their feet in their socks; but there are many who wear their characters there also. Let us consider students. The student who wear thick woolen socks is probably a disappointed rheumatic or dyspeptic pessimist who looks on life with doubt and misgiving and takes medicine three times a day The students who wears socks with holes in them probadly lives in a boardinghouse; if his socks are all holes, he is probably a civil servant and consequently impecunious. But be not mistaken; because you can pick holes in a man socks , you cannot necessarily pick holes in his characters. Then there is the students who wear the ordinary plain undistinguished black sock; he is the student who is content to remain in a groove; he probably lacks fire and imagination, although a plodder withal. Then there is the student who wear aesthetic socks of a modest and seemly character; he is the student of artistic temperament, the student whose ready brain saves him much of he time and trouble expended by his black socked brother. Then there are sockness the border line of aestheticism, socks of a less modest nature, socks with striking stripes or radiant ring. The weares of such socks is ultra-enthusiastics; he dabbles in everything and leaves study till the last few weeks—and to fortune. Then there is the student who wears socks with colours discordant among themselves or with their surrounding; sock which could be appropriate for a dog fight, he will wear in a drawing room. He is the student who delight in exhibitions of brute strength, page 57 such as Rugby or the Lancers; he smokes horribly (and may be is not a teetotaller) and lacks the finer feeling of his brother sockers; he does nothing to-morrow which he can postpone till the day after. Last of all there is the student who wears firewoks; whose socks returning from a dance cause cocks to crow and fire brigades to turn out. That student has much madness and little method; much talk and little to say, many grievances and no remedies. He is the centre of the universe; the world revolves, the moon reflects the solar light and the sun pours forth its dazzling rays, all for one purpose to gaze on him—and his socks.