In the matter of personal appearance, there was a great difference.

They all wore short hair, some few inches at most; some curly, some not; all light and clean and fresh-looking.
"If their hair was only long," Jeff would complain, "they would look so much more feminine." I rather liked it myself, after I got used to it.

Why we should so admire "a woman's crown of hair" and not admire a Chinaman's queue is hard to explain, except that we are so convinced that the long hair "belongs" to a woman.

Whereas the "mane" in horses is on both, and in lions, buffalos, and such creatures only on the male.

But I did miss it--at first.
Our time was quite pleasantly filled.