<h2>CHAPTER II</h2>
<h3>CHILDREN'S DRESS</h3>
<blockquote>
<p class="center"><em>Man's earthly Interests are all hooked and buttoned together and
held up by Clothes.</em></p>
<p class="sig">
—<cite>Sartor Resartus. Thomas Carlyle, 1833.</cite></p>
</blockquote>
<p>Of the dress of infants of colonial times we
can judge from the articles of clothing
which have been preserved till this day.
Perhaps I should say that we can judge of the better
garments worn by babies, not their everyday dress;
for it is not their simpler attire that has survived,
but their christening robes, their finer shirts and
petticoats and caps.</p>
<p>Linen formed the chilling substructure of their
dress, thin linen, low-necked, short-sleeved shirts;
and linen even formed the underwear of infants
until the middle of this century. These little linen
shirts are daintier than the warmest silk or fine
woollen underwear that have succeeded them; they
are edged with fine narrow thread lace, hemstitched
with tiny rows of stitches, and sometimes embroidered<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</SPAN></span>
by hand. I have seen a little shirt and a cap
embroidered with the coat of arms of the Lux and
Johnson families and the motto, "God bless the
Babe;" these delicate garments were worn in infancy
by the Revolutionary soldier, Governor Johnson
of Virginia.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 450px;"><SPAN name="mittens" id="mittens"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i015.jpg" width-obs="450" height-obs="287" alt="mittens" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Baptismal Shirt and Mittens of Governor Bradford, 1590</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>In the Essex Institute in Salem, Massachusetts,
are the baptismal shirt and mittens of the Pilgrim
Father, William Bradford, second governor of the
Plymouth Colony, who was born in 1590. All are
of firm, close-woven, homespun linen, but the little
mittens have been worn at the ends by the active
friction of baby hands, and are patched with colored<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</SPAN></span>
"chiney" or calico. A similar colored material frills
the sleeves and neck. A pair of baby's mitts of
fine lace also may be seen at the Essex Institute.
These were wrought in the sixteenth century, and
the stitches and work are those of the antique
Flanders laces. I have seen many tiny mitts knit
of silk and mittens of fine linen, hemstitched, worked
in drawn work or embroidered, and edged with
thread-lace, and also a few mitts of yellow nankeen
which must have proved specially irritating to the
tiny little hands that wore them.</p>
<p>I have never seen a woollen petticoat that was
worn by an infant of pre-Revolutionary days. It
may be argued that woollen garments, being liable to
ruin by moths, would naturally not be treasured.
This argument scarcely is one of force, because I
have been shown infants' cloaks of wool as well as
woollen garments for older folk, that have been successfully
preserved; also beautifully embroidered
long cloaks of chamois skin. I think infants wore
no woollen petticoats; their shirts, petticoats, and
gowns were of linen or some cotton stuff like dimity.
Warmth of clothing was given by tiny shawls
pinned round the shoulders, and heavier blankets
and quilts and shawls in which baby and petticoats
were wholly enveloped.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 393px;"><SPAN name="gibbs" id="gibbs"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i016.jpg" width-obs="393" height-obs="600" alt="Gibbs" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Robert Gibbs, Four and a Half Years Old, 1670</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>The baby dresses of olden times are either rather<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</SPAN></span>
shapeless sacques drawn in at the neck with narrow
cotton ferret or linen bobbin, or little straight-waisted
gowns of state. All were exquisitely made by hand,
and usually of fine stuff. But the babies in pioneer
settlements a century ago had to share in wearing
homespun. It is told of one in a log cabin in a
New Hampshire clearing that when the grandmother
rode out eighty miles on horseback to see
her son's first baby, she shed bitter tears at beholding
the child, but a few months old, clad in a gray
woollen homespun slip with an apron or tier of
blue and white checked linen. The mother, a
frontier lass, dressed the infant according to the
fashions she was accustomed to.</p>
<p>Nothing could show so fully the costume of children
in olden times as their portraits, and a series
of such portraits of successive dates will be given in
these pages. Many of them are asserted to be by
the three well-known artists of colonial days,—Blackburn,
Smibert, and Copley; a few are by Peale,
Trumbull, and Stuart. I have accepted all family
traditions as true, and in many cases believe them
to be true, especially since there were few painters
of any rank in the community, and no others who
could paint portraits such as those which have been
preserved. The Gilbert Stuarts and Trumbulls
usually have some authentic pedigree. Many of<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</SPAN></span>
these pictures have no artist's signature and are
absolutely valueless as works of art, and probably
meritless as likenesses; but as records of costume
they are always of interest and historical worth.</p>
<p>There is a certain sweetness in some of these old-time
portraits; they are stiff and flat, but some of
them have a quaintness that reminds me of the
angels of the early Florentine painters. They have
little grace of figure, but the details of costume make
them pleasing even if they are not beautiful.</p>
<p>The first child's portrait in this series is one of
extraordinary interest. It is opposite page 4, and
has never before been given to the public. It is the
reputed miniature of the Pilgrim Father, Governor
Edward Winslow, when a boy about six years of
age, which would be in 1602; it is the only miniature
in existence of any of the Pilgrims at any age. I
have, in deference to the wishes of the Rev. Dr.
William Copley Winslow of Boston (to whom I
am indebted for it), entitled it the reputed miniature
of the child Edward Winslow, though the term
expresses neither his belief nor mine; and seems
scarcely just to a portrait whose claims to authenticity
are far more definite than those of many of
the family portraits that have descended to us.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 400px;"><SPAN name="mitts" id="mitts"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i017.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="276" alt="mitts" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Infant's Mitts, 16th Century</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>The miniature came to Dr. Winslow from Mrs.
Hersey of Pembroke, Massachusetts. She died at<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</SPAN></span>
the age of eighty-six. Her grandfather assured her
that his father (the famous General John Winslow)
received the likeness from his father (the grandson
of Edward the Pilgrim), and that it was the Pilgrim's
likeness as a child. This—through long-lived Winslows—is
a record of few retellings; and these
were told by folk to be trusted. The Winslows
were gentlefolk of ample means, such as were likely
to have miniatures painted; and the portrait of
Governor Winslow when fifty-six years of age, now
in Pilgrim Hall, Plymouth, is the sole one (save
this miniature) of any of the Pilgrims. Other<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</SPAN></span>
strong evidence is the extraordinary resemblance of
the child's picture to the "grown-up" portrait, the
same brow, contour of face, and other similarity.</p>
<p>There is something in the child's portrait that
is singularly suggestive to any one with any historical
imagination. The simplicity of the dress and
arrangement of the hair show the influence of Puritanism.
As I look at it I can fancy, yes, I can
plainly see, some little English children, twenty years
later standing on that crowded historic ship, looking
back with childish serenity at the home they were
leaving, and then greeting as cheerfully and trustingly
the "sad Plymouth" where they disembarked;
and the faces that I see have the broad brow, the
flowing hair, the bared neck, and simple dress shown
in this miniature.</p>
<p>The next portrait, which faces the title page,
shows the costume worn in 1690 by a boy a year or
two old; it is a charming and quaint picture of the
first John Quincy, who was born in 1689, and who
when dying, in 1767, gave his name to his great-grandson,
John Quincy Adams, who had just been
born. Some have thought the picture that of a
sister, Esther Quincy; but to me it has a hard little
boy's face, not the features of a delicate girl, and
also a boy's hands, and a boy's toy.</p>
<p>Children in America, if gentlefolk, dressed just<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</SPAN></span>
as children did in England at that date; and boys
wore "coats" in England till they were six or seven.
One of the most charming of all grandmothers'
letters was written by a doting English grandmother
to her son, Lord Chief Justice North, telling of the
"leaving off of coats" of his motherless little son,
Francis Guildford, then six years old. The letter
is dated October 10, 1679:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"<span class="smcap">Dear Son</span>:</p>
<p>"You cannot beleeve the great concerne that was
in the whole family here last Wednesday, it being the day
that the taylor was to helpe to dress little ffrank in his
breeches in order to the making an everyday suit by it.
Never had any bride that was to be drest upon her weding
night more handes about her, some the legs, some the armes,
the taylor butt'ning, and others putting on the sword, and
so many lookers on that had I not a ffinger amongst I could
not have seen him. When he was quite drest he acted his
part as well as any of them for he desired he might goe
downe to inquire for the little gentleman that was there
the day before in a black coat, and speak to the man to tell
the gentleman when he came from school that there was a
gallant with very fine clothes and a sword to have waited
upon him and would come again upon Sunday next. But
this was not all, there was great contrivings while he was
dressing who should have the first salute; but he sayd if
old Joan had been here, she should, but he gave it to me to
quiett them all. They were very fitt, everything, and he<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</SPAN></span>
looks taller and prettyer than in his coats. Little Charles
rejoyced as much as he did for he jumpt all the while about
him and took notice of everything. I went to Bury, and
bo<sup>t</sup> everything for another suitt which will be finisht
on Saturday so the coats are to be quite left off on Sunday.
I consider it is not yett terme time and since you could not
have the pleasure of the first sight, I resolved you should
have a full relation from</p>
<p class="sig">
"Yo<sup>r</sup> most aff<sup>nate</sup> Mother<br/>
"<span class="smcap">A North</span>.</p>
<p>When he was drest he asked Buckle whether muffs
were out of fashion because they had not sent him one."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>This affectionate letter, written to a great and
busy statesman, the Lord Keeper of the Seals,
shows how pure and delightful domestic life in England
could be; but the writer was not a commonplace
woman—she was the mother of fourteen
children, and had had years of experience with a
father-in-law before whom an army of traditional
mothers-in-law would pale. She lived through this
ordeal and a trying marital experience, and her
children rose up and called her blessed. Among
her virtues her son Roger dilated at length upon her
delightful letter-writing, her "freedom of style and
matter," and declared that her letters were among
the comforts of her children's lives.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 400px;"><SPAN name="jane" id="jane"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i018.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="529" alt="Jane" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Jane Bonner, Eight Years Old, 1700</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>To return to the dress of John Quincy: with the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</SPAN></span>
exception of the neck of the body of the frock it is
much like the dress of grown women of that day.
We have existing portraits of Madam Shimpton and
Rebecca Rawson of the same date. In both of these,
as in this little boy's portrait, the sleeve is the
most noticeable feature, with its single slash, double
puff drawn in below the elbow and confined with
pretty ribbon knots. This sleeve was known as the
virago sleeve, and John Quincy's are darker colored
than his frock. All three wear loosely tied rather
shapeless hoods, such as are seen on the women in
the prints of the coronation procession of King
William. The boy has a close cap under his hood.
His dress is certainly picturesque and distinctive.</p>
<p>A portrait, facing page 36, of another Massachusetts
boy, contemporary with John Quincy, is that
of Robert Gibbs, the rich Boston merchant. This
is plainly marked as being painted when he was
four and a half years old, and with the date 1670.
He wears the same stiff cuirass as John Quincy, the
same odd truncated shoes of buff leather, and has
the same masculine swing of the petticoats. Both
figures stand on a checker-board floor, four squares
deep, with their toes at the same point on the board.
Robert Gibbs wears a more boyish collar, or band,
as befits a bigger boy. The sleeves are an important
feature of his dress, having a pair of long<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</SPAN></span>
hanging sleeves bordered with fur, which do not
show in the print in this book, but are plainly
visible in the original portrait. Hanging sleeves
were so distinctively the dress of a little child that
the term had at that time a symbolic significance,
implying childishness both of youth and second
childhood. Pepys thus figuratively employs the
term. Judge Sewall wrote in old age to a brother
whose widowed sister he desired to marry:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"I remember when I was going from school at Newbury
to have sometime met your sisters Martha and Mary
in Hanging Sleeves, coming home from their school in
Chandlers Lane, and have had the pleasure of speaking to
them. And I could find it in my heart now to speak to
Mrs Martha again, now I myself am reduc'd to Hanging
Sleeves."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>This roundabout wooing came to naught. The
Judge married Widow Mary Gibbs, relict of this
very Robert Gibbs whose childish portrait we have
here. The artist who painted this picture may
have been Tom Child, who is named by Judge
Sewall as the portrait-painter of that day.</p>
<p>A demure and quaint portrait, opposite page 42,
is that of Jane Bonner. She was born in 1691, the
daughter of Captain John Bonner of Boston, and
was married in 1710 to John Ellery. She was<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</SPAN></span>
about eight or ten years old when the portrait was
painted. Crude as is the painting, it gives evident
proof that the lace of the stomacher and sleeve frills
is of the nature of what is now called rose point.</p>
<p>In the early settlements of Connecticut, Massachusetts,
and Virginia, sumptuary laws were passed to
restrain and attempt to prohibit extravagance in
dress. The New England magistrates were curiously
minute in description of overluxurious attire,
and many offenders were tried and fined. But vain
daughters and sons "psisted in fflonting," though
ministers joined the lawmakers in solemn warnings
and reprehensions. Young girls were fined for silk
hoods and immoderate great sleeves, and boldly appeared
in court in still richer attire. The Dutch
never attempted or wished to simplify the dress
of either men or women. In New York dress was
ample, substantial, varied in texture, and variegated
in color. It ever formed a considerable item in personal
property. The children of the Dutch settlers
had plentiful and warm clothing, and sometimes very
rich clothing, as may be seen in the quaint and interesting
picture facing page 26, of twin girls, the two
daughters of Abraham De Peyster of New York,
and his wife, Margaret Van Cortlandt. They are
dressed in red velvet trained gowns, but are barefooted.
They were born December 3, 1724, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</SPAN></span>
Eva died in 1729, a
month after the portrait
was painted.
Catherine was married
on her eighteenth
birthday to John Livingstone,
son of the
second lord of the
manor. Their son
had a daughter
Catherine, who became
the wife of Don
Mariano Velasquez
de la Cadenas. To
their daughters, Mrs.
Azoy and Miss Mariana
Velasquez, this
interesting portrait
now belongs.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 200px;"><SPAN name="robe" id="robe"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i019.jpg" width-obs="200" height-obs="433" alt="robe" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Infant's Robe, Cap and Christening Blanket</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>The mother of
these twins was the
daughter of Jacobus
Van Cortlandt and
Eva De Vries Philipse. The names of Eva and
Catherine have ever been given to the little daughters
of these allied families, and are borne to-day
by many of their descendants.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Another little girl of Dutch blood was Cathalina
Post, who married Zegor Van Santvoord. Her portrait
was painted in 1750 when she was fourteen years
old, and is now owned by Dr. Van Santvoord of
Kingston-on-Hudson, New York. A copy of this
quaint old picture faces page 204. It is most interesting
in costume; the head-gear showing distinct
Dutch influence.</p>
<p>There is a suggestion of earrings in this portrait, and
Katherine Ten Broeck, another child of Dutch blood,
but three years old, wears earrings. The reproduction
of her portrait, given opposite page 192, shows these
jewels but dimly, but they are visible in the original
oil-painting. She was born in Albany in 1715.
The portrait is marked Ætat<sup>s</sup> Sua, 3 Years, 1719.
She was married to John Livingstone, and lived to
become a stately old dame, receiving formally on
New Year's Day her grandchildren, who always
greeted her in Dutch learned for the special occasion.</p>
<p>The devastations of two wars (and in some localities
three)—destruction by fire and earthquake—have
sadly destroyed the cherished relics of many southern
homes. From Mrs. St. Julian Ravenel of Charleston,
South Carolina, the delightful biographer of
that delightful colonial dame, Eliza Lucas Pinckney,
come two portraits of children of the
Huguenot settlers. The picture facing page 48 of<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</SPAN></span>
Ellinor Cordes of St. John's, Berkeley County,
South Carolina, painted about 1740, shows a lovely
little child of French features, and French daintiness
of dress, albeit a bright yellow brocaded satin
would seem rather gorgeous attire for a girl but two
years old. Opposite page 50 is a picture of Daniel
Ravenel of Wantoot, St. John's, Berkeley County,
South Carolina, who was born in 1760, and was
about five years old when this portrait was painted;
though he still wears what might be termed a frock
with petticoats, there is a decided boyishness in the
waistcoat with its silver buttons and lace, and the
befrogged overcoat with broad cuffs and wrist ruffles,
and a turned-over revers, and narrow linen
inner collar. It is an exceptionally pleasing boy's
dress for a little child.</p>
<p>Two portraits of Flagg children painted, it is
said, by Smibert, must be among his latest portraits,
for the baby, Polly Flagg, was born in Boston
in 1750, and Smibert died in 1751. The portrait
facing page 184 shows, as may be seen, a dear little
baby not a year old, in baby dress and cap, clasping
a toy. It is marked on the back Mrs. Polly
Hurd; for the little girl lived to be the wife and
widow of Dr. Wilder of Lancaster, Massachusetts,
and of Dr. Hurd of Concord, Massachusetts. Of
equal interest is the severely beautiful face of James<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</SPAN></span>
Flagg, her brother, shown opposite page 188. He
was born in 1739, and was still "coats" when this
portrait was painted. These portraits are owned by
Mrs. Albert Thorndike of Boston, Massachusetts,
the great-granddaughter of Griselda Apthorpe Flagg,
the sister of these two children.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 400px;"><SPAN name="ellinor" id="ellinor"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i020.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="469" alt="Ellinor" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Ellinor Cordes, Two Years Old, 1740</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>The portrait of Jonathan Mountfort, given opposite
page 58, has a special interest to the art student,
since it is a specimen of Copley's early work.
The boy was born December 6, 1746, and was
seven years old when the portrait was painted. He
married Mary Bole, a Newfoundland girl, whose
father sent her to a school in Halifax, under the
charge of Captain Shepherd of Medford, Massachusetts.
Finding Halifax in a state of blockade,
the captain took the little girl to Boston. He and
his wife were childless and became deeply attached
to her and finally adopted her. She became engaged
to Dr. Mountfort, and went to visit her
parents in Ireland, whither they had removed.
On her return, bringing with her the gifts, wardrobe,
and household furnishings of a bride of that
period, she came into Boston harbor only to be
wrecked in sight of the town. The ship's mate
swam with her to the lighthouse, and the two were
the only ones saved. Captain Shepherd gave her a
house and fresh outfit, and she married Dr. Mountfort.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</SPAN></span>
They had seven children, but the name of
Mountfort is now extinct. Their daughter Elizabeth
married Major Thomas Pitts, whose daughter
is now Mrs. Farlin of Detroit, Michigan, the
present owner of this interesting portrait.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 400px;"><SPAN name="ravenel" id="ravenel"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i021.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="577" alt="Ravenel" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Daniel Ravenel, Five Years Old, 1765</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>An altogether charming group of children, facing
page 54, two sisters and two brothers of Governor
Christopher Gore (seventh governor of Massachusetts),
was painted about the year 1754, by Copley.
The mature little girl of this picture, Frances, married
Thomas Crafts, colonel of the regiment of which
Paul Revere was lieutenant-colonel in the Revolution.
Colonel and Mrs. Crafts were the great-grandparents
of the present owners, Miss Julia
G. Robins and Miss Susan P. B. Robins. This
picture was for a time in the Boston Museum of
Art, and on returning it General Loring wrote,
"I shall miss the little grown-ups—were there no
children in those days?" This look of maturity
seems universal to all these portraits. I have photographs
of several other groups of children, one
of the most charming, that of the Grymes children,
now in the Capitol at Richmond, Virginia;
but they are all too darkened with age to admit of
proper or adequate reproduction, and must be left
out of these pages. The baby in the Grymes group
is truly a baby, not a "grown-up."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 400px;"><SPAN name="shoes" id="shoes"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i022.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="257" alt="shoes" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Child's Shoes</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>The handsomest of all the boy-portraits of colonial
days is that of Samuel Pemberton, by Blackburn;
it is perfect in feature and expression; though
he is but twelve years old he wears a wig. It was
painted in 1736, and boys of good family then wore
costly wigs. Mr. Freeman of Portland, Maine, had
in his book of expenses of the year 1750, such items
as these:—</p>
<div class="center">
<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="hair">
<tr><td align="left">"Shaving my three sons at sundry times.</td><td align="right">£5. 14<em>s.</em></td></tr>
<tr><td align="left"> Expenses for James' Wig</td><td align="right">9.</td></tr>
<tr><td align="left"> " " Samuel's Wig</td><td align="right">9.</td></tr>
</table></div>
<p>The three sons—Samuel, James, and William—were
aged eleven, nine, and seven years. The shaving<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</SPAN></span>
was of their heads. Slaves of fashion were
parents of that day to bedeck their boys with such
rich wigs.</p>
<p>A more exquisite portrait than that of Thomas
Aston Coffin, opposite page 222, can scarcely be
found. It is painted in Copley's best manner
(shown in the highest perfection in the portrait of
his daughter Elizabeth). A light-hued satin petticoat-front
shows under a rich full-skirted satin over-dress
which brushes the ground. The pretty satin
sleeves have white under-sleeves and wrist ruffles,
but the neck is cut very low and round. The child
holds two pigeons by a leash, and a feathered hat is
by his side. This portrait was much loved by its
late owner, Miss Anne S. Robbins of Boston.</p>
<p>This charming picture of the Pepperell children,
facing page 214, was believed to be by Copley, and
included in Mr. Perkins' list. At present this
authorship is doubted. It is owned by Miss Alice
Longfellow of Cambridge, having been bought by
her father, the poet, from the owner of the Portsmouth
Museum, who had in some singular way
acquired it. The children are William, son of the
second Sir William Pepperell, and his sister Elizabeth
Royal Pepperell, who married Rev. Henry Hutton.</p>
<p>A bright-eyed little girl, Mary Lord, has her
portrait, given opposite page 66, hanging in the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</SPAN></span>
rooms of the Connecticut Historical Society. She
was born in 1702, in Hartford, Connecticut, and
married, in 1724, Colonel Joseph Pitkin of Hartford.
By her side hangs the picture of Colonel
Wadsworth and his son, shown opposite page 316.
It is the one which the artist Trumbull took to Sir
Joshua Reynolds for advice and comment. He was
snubbed with the snappish criticism that "the coat
looked like bent tin." Other criticism might be
made on the anatomical proportions of the subjects.</p>
<p>Copley's genius is shown in the fine portrait of
William Verstile, facing page 210, painted in 1769.
There is one little glimpse of this boy's boyhood
which has so human an element, is so fully in touch
with modern life, that I give it. It is from an old
letter written by his mother, during a visit in Boston,
where possibly this very portrait was painted. It
shows the beginning of tastes which found ample
scope in his services in the war of the Revolution.</p>
<blockquote>
<p class="sig">
"<span class="smcap">Boston</span>, June 11, 1766.</p>
<p>My Dear these leaves me and my friends as I hope
they will find you for health. I was obliged to stay a
fortnight as I didn't set out till the middle of the week
from Weathersfield, was obliged to tarry here a fortnight
on account of coming with the Post. We got down safe
we got into Boston Wednesday afternoon at four o Clock.
The Horse seem'd to enter Boston as free & fresh as when<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</SPAN></span>
he first set out from home. Mr. Lowder says he is a
prime horse. He wasn't galled or fretted in the least but
would have come right back again. I was a good deal
worried as Billey didn't fill the chaise no more, the horse
might have brought three as well as two & not have felt it.
I have had but very little Comfort since I have bin here on
account of Billey as there's so much powderwork going on
among the Children since the Illumination Billey has bin
very forward of firing iron guns. Since we've bin here its
not only the powder amongst the Children but the wharfes
being so neare he's down there continually. Johnny Bradford
& Ned & Dan Warner and Billey was down the
wharfe together when a boy push'd Dan over & lik'd to
bin drown'd & might bin Billey so I can't take much comfort
on leaving of him but shall bring him, you needn't be
Concern'd about threes coming up as Mr. Hide tells me
Billey may ride behind him if he's a mind to."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Billey became a portrait painter himself, and got
four guineas apiece for his miniatures. He early
showed artistic predilections, and these tastes were
well supplied. Interspersed with pumps and hose
and hats for Billey are found in his father's purchases
"brass deviders," scales, "books for limning," two
dozen "hair pencils," and "1 box painter's collurs
on glass," which cost twelve shillings.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 600px;"><SPAN name="gore" id="gore"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i023.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="392" alt="Gore" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Gore Children, 1754</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>I don't know who taught Billey limning. There
was a funny book in circulation among students in
that day. It was written in serious intent, but its<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</SPAN></span>
rules read as though they were dictated by Oliver
Herford. It was entitled <cite>Every Young Man's Companion
in Drawing</cite>. Here are a few of its instructions
to young artists:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"Make your outlines, which may be mended occasionally.</p>
<p>"From the Elbow to the Root of the Little Finger is Two Noses.</p>
<p>"The Thumb contains a Nose.</p>
<p>"The Inside of Arm to Middle of Arm is Four Noses."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The crowning glory of the Copley portraits is the
charming family group opposite page 180, depicting
Copley himself, his beautiful wife, his dignified
father-in-law, and his lovely children. It is now
exhibited in the Boston Museum of Fine Arts.
This group seems perfect, and the quaint figure
of the child Elizabeth Copley, in the foreground,
is worthy the brush of Van Dyck.</p>
<p>Colonel John Lewis, one of the old Virginia
gentlemen, had two child wards. As befitted young
gentlefolk of that day of opulence and extravagance,
they had their dress from England. In 1736, when
Robert Carter, the younger child, was about nine
years old, suits of fine holland, laced, and of red
worsted and of green German serge came across
seas for him, with laced hats with loops and buttons.
When he was twelve years old part of his<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</SPAN></span>
"winter cloathes" were six pair of shoes and two
of pumps, four pair of worked hose and four of
thread hose, gloves, hats, and shoe buckles. His
sister Betty had a truly fashionable wardrobe, and
the stiff, restrictive dress of the times was indicated
by the items of stays, hoops, masks, and fans.
When "Miss Custis" was but four years old
George Washington ordered for her from England
packthread stays, stiffened coats, a large number of
gloves and masks.</p>
<p>An order for purchases sent to a London agent by
Washington in 1761 contains a full list of garments
for both his step-children. "Miss Custis" was
then six years old. These are some of the items:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"1 Coat made of Fashionable Silk.</p>
<p>A Fashionable Cap or fillet with Bib apron.</p>
<p>Ruffles and Tuckers, to be laced.</p>
<p>4 Fashionable Dresses made of Long Lawn.</p>
<p>2 Fine Cambrick Frocks.</p>
<p>A Satin Capuchin, hat, and neckatees.</p>
<p>A Persian Quilted Coat.</p>
<p>1 p. Pack Thread Stays.</p>
<p>4 p. Callimanco Shoes.</p>
<p>6 p. Leather Shoes.</p>
<p>2 p. Satin Shoes with flat ties.</p>
<p>6 p. Fine Cotton Stockings.</p>
<p>4 p. White Worsted Stockings.</p>
<p>12 p. Mitts.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>6 p. White Kid Gloves.</p>
<p>1 p. Silver Shoe Buckles.</p>
<p>1 p. Neat Sleeve Buttons.</p>
<p>6 Handsome Egrettes Different Sorts.</p>
<p>6 Yards Ribbon for Egrettes.</p>
<p>12 Yards Coarse Green Callimanco."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>There is a large-headed portrait of the Custis
children which was painted at about this time. A
copy of it is shown opposite page 250. While the
dress of both children is mature, it is not so elegant
as might be expected from the rich garments which
were imported for them.</p>
<p>Sir William Pepperell ordered, in 1737, equally
costly and formal clothing from England for his
little daughter to disport at Piscataquay. Stays and
masks are ever on the lists of little gentlewomen.
A letter of the day tells of seeing the youthful
daughter of Governor Tryon sitting stiffly in a
chair, in broad lace collar, with heavy dress, never
playing, running, or even walking.</p>
<p>Delicacy of figure and whiteness of complexion
were equal fetiches with colonial mammas. Little
Dolly Payne, afterward Dolly Madison, wore long
gloves, a linen mask, and had a sunbonnet sewed
on her head every morning by her devoted mother.
Very thin shoes of silk, morocco, or light stuff unfitted
little girls for any very active exercise; these<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</SPAN></span>
were high-heeled. A tiny pair of shoes for a little
girl of three are shown on page 51. I have seen
children's stays, made of heavy strips of board and
steel, tightly wrought with heavy buckram or canvas
into an iron frame like an instrument of torture.
These had been worn by a little girl five years old.
Staymakers advertised stays, jumps, gazzets, costrells,
and caushets (which were doubtless corsets)
for ladies and children, "to make them appear
strait." And I have been told of tin corsets for
little girls, but I have never seen any such abominations.
One pair of stays was labelled as having
been worn by a boy when five years old.
There certainly is a suspicious suggestion in some
of these little fellows' portraits of whalebone and
buckram.</p>
<p>In the sprightly descriptions given by Anna Green
Winslow of her own dress we see with much distinctness
the little girl of twelve of the year 1771:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"I was dress'd in my yellow coat, my black bib &
apron, my pompedore shoes, the cap my aunt Storer sometime
since presented me with blue ribbins on it, a very
handsome loket in the shape of a hart, the paste pin my
Hon'<sup>d</sup> Papa presented me with in my cap, my new cloak
& bonnet on, my pompedore gloves, and I would tell you
they all lik'd my dress very much."... "I was dress'd in
my yellow coat, black bib and apron, black feathers on my<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</SPAN></span>
head, my paste comb, all my paste, garnet, marquasett, and
jet pins, together with my silver plume,—my loket rings,
black coller round my neck, black mitts, 2 or 3 yards of
blue ribbin, striped tucker & ruffels & my silk shoes compleated
my dress."</p>
</blockquote>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 380px;"><SPAN name="mountfort" id="mountfort"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i024.jpg" width-obs="380" height-obs="600" alt="Mountfort" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Jonathan Mountfort, Seven Years Old, 1753</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>It would seem somewhat puzzling to fancy how,
with a little girl's soft hair, the astonishing and
varied head-gear named above could be attached.
Little Anna gives a full description of the way her
hair was dressed over a high roll, so heavy and hot
that it made her head "itch & ach & burn like
anything." She tells of the height of her head-gear:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"When it first came home, Aunt put it on & my
new cap on it; she then took up her apron & measur'd
me, & from the roots of my hair on my forehead to the
top of my notions, I measur'd above an inch longer than
I did downwards from the roots of my hair to the end
of my chin."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Her picture, shown facing page 164, is taken from
a miniature painted when she was a few years older.
The roll is more modest in size, and the decorations
are fewer in number. Each year the "head-equipage"
diminished, till cropped heads were seen, with
a shock of tight curls on the forehead—an incredibly
disfiguring mode.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>In the chapter upon the school life of girls a letter
is given describing the dress of two young girls who
were boarding in Boston while they were being
taught. There is no doubt that very rich dress was
desired, and possibly required of these young scholar-boarders.
The oft-quoted letter in regard to Miss
Huntington's wardrobe shows the elegance of dress
of those schoolgirls. She had twelve silk gowns;
but word was sent home to Norwich that a recently
imported rich fabric was most suitable for her rank
and station; and in answer to the teacher's request
the parents ordered the purchase of this elegant
dress.</p>
<p>When cotton fabrics from Oriental countries became
everywhere and every time worn, children's dress,
as likewise that of grown folk, was much reduced in
elegance as it was in warmth. Hoops disappeared
and heavy petticoats also; the soft slimsy clinging
stuffs, suitable only for summer wear, were not discarded
in winter. Boys wore nankeen suits the entire
year. Calico and chintz were fashioned into
trousers and jackets. A little suit is shown, facing
page 60, made of figured calico of high colors,
which it is stated was worn in 1784. The labels are
very exact and the labellers very cautious of the
Deerfield Memorial Hall collection, else I should
assign this suit to a ten or even twenty years' later<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</SPAN></span>
date. Children must have suffered sadly with the
cold in this age of cotton. Girls' dresses were half
low-necked, and were filled in with a thin tucker;
separate sleeves were tied in at the arm size, and
often long-armed mitts of nankeen or linen took
the place of the sleeves.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 371px;"><SPAN name="suit" id="suit"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i025.jpg" width-obs="371" height-obs="550" alt="suit" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Boy's Suit of Clothing, 1784</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>A family of Cary children had several charming
portraits painted in London. Two of them are
given opposite pages 240 and 246. They note the
transitions of costume which came at the approach of
the close of the century. The portrait of the boy is
interesting in a special point of costume; it shows the
abandonment of the cocked hat and adoption of the
simpler modern form of head-covering. The little
girl, Margaret, has a most roguish expression, which
is suggestive of Sir Joshua Reynolds' <cite>Girl with
the Mouse Trap</cite>. The resemblance is even more
marked in the portrait of the same child at the age
of six, wherein the eyes and half-smile are charmingly
engaging; unfortunately the photograph from
that portrait is not clear enough for satisfactory
reproduction.</p>
<p>A demure little brother and sister were the children
of General Stephen Rowe Bradley of Westminster,
Vermont, whose portraits face pages 356 and
378. These were painted soon after the Revolution,
and show the definite changes in dress which<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</SPAN></span>
set in with other Republican institutions. At
this date there began to be worn a special dress
for both boys and girls. Until then, as soon as a
boy put on breeches he dressed precisely like his
father—in miniature. By tradition Marie Antoinette
was the first who had a special dress made
for her young son. And sadly was she reviled for
dressing her poor little Dauphin in jacket
and trousers instead of flapped
coat, waistcoat, and
knee-breeches.</p>
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