They were very brown, glossy, and luxuriant, entirely covering his upper lip, so that it was only in a hearty laugh that one would have any reason to suppose he had cut his front teeth; but he had, and they were worth cutting, too, which is not always the case with teeth.

The object of wearing these moustaches was, evidently, to give himself a warlike and ferocious appearance; in this, he was partially successful, having the drawbacks of a remarkably gentle and humane countenance, and a pair of mild blue eyes.

He was a very good-natured young man, and had shot a wild turkey in Mexico, the tail of which he had brought home to Mrs.Moore, to be made into a fan.
(This fan, too, was in the parlor, of which may be said what was once thought of the schoolmaster's head, that the only wonder was, it could contain so much.) Next to Mr.Jones we will notice a brevet-second lieutenant, just attached to the regiment, and then introduce a handsome bachelor captain.

(These are scarce in the army, and should be valued accordingly.) This gentleman was a fine musician, and the brevet played delightfully on the flute; in fact, they had had quite a concert this evening.

Then there was Colonel Watson, the commanding officer, who had happened in, Mrs.Moore being an especial favorite of his; and there was a long, lean, gaunt-looking gentleman, by the name of Kent.