On her head is a bonnet to match, relieved by a quilling of white muslin with one deep red rose, as a morsel of positive color, to complete the effect of the whole dress.
Have I succeeded or failed in describing the picture of myself which I see in the glass?
It is not for me to say.

I have done my best to keep clear of the two vanities--the vanity of depreciating and the vanity of praising my own personal appearance.

For the rest, well written or badly written, thank Heaven it is done! And whom do I see in the glass standing by my side?
I see a man who is not quite so tall as I am, and who has the misfortune of looking older than his years.

His forehead is prematurely bald.
His big chestnut-colored beard and his long overhanging mustache are prematurely streaked with gray.

He has the color in the face which my face wants, and the firmness in his figure which my figure wants.