Chapter 95
The Shirt-CollarTHERE was once a fine gentleman who possessed among other
things a boot-jack and a hair-brush; but he had also the finest
shirt-collar in the world, and of this collar we are about to hear
a story. The collar had become so old that he began to think about
getting married; and one day he happened to find himself in the
same washing-tub as a garter. "Upon my word," said the
shirt-collar, "I have never seen anything so slim and delicate, so
neat and soft before. May I venture to ask your name?"
"I shall not tell you," replied the garter.
"Where do you reside when you are at home?" asked the
shirt-collar. But the garter was naturally shy, and did not know
how to answer such a question.
"I presume you are a girdle," said the shirt-collar, "a
sort of unde
