Though I don't approve of her costoom, as I told her in the conversation that ensued, after we'd talked considerable about the Fair and kindred matters.

For I see as we stood there behavin' ourselves, curious eyes wuz bent on her and onbecomin' epithets hurled at her by them who knowed no better.

She seemed oblivious to 'em, but I asked her if she wouldn't rather wear less noticeable attire.
And she said she cared not for ribald remarks as long as her motives wuz pure.
And I said we could carry pure motives under a headdress of peacock's feathers standin' up straight over our foreheads, but wouldn't it be better to carry 'em under a bunnet?
"No better!" sez she.

"Not a whit." "Well, easier ?" sez I."Wouldn't it be easier for ourselves and bystanders ?" Sez she, "I care not for Public Opinion!" "But," sez I, "as long as we've got to live clost neighbor to Public Opinion wouldn't it be easier for us to fall in with his idees a little on comparatively unimportant things than to keep him riled up all the time?
It seems to me that if folks want to impress their personality on the world it is better to do it by noble deeds and words than by startlin' costooms." Sez she, "My dress is fur more comfortable than the ordinary dress of females." Sez I reasonably, "Short dresses are a boon and a blessin', but in my opinion they can be short enough for comfort and still not infringe on man's chosen raiment.

And as for pantaloons, men are welcome to 'em so fur as I'm concerned, and also tall hats, they hain't nothin' I hanker for either on 'em." Sez she, "We have a right to wear any clothes we see fit." Sez I, "We have a right to plow green sword, shingle a steep barn ruff, or break a yoke of steers.