the man to himself, let us consider those things about him
which were palpable. Charles Gallaudet Trumbull whose
semi-official biography, Anthony Comstock -- Fighter, was
published in 1913, says:

Standing about five feet ten in his shoes, he carries his two
hundred and ten pounds of muscle and bone so well that you
would not judge him to weigh over a hundred and eighty.
His Atlas shoulders of enormous breadth and squareness, his
chest of prodigious girth, surmounted by a bull-like neck, are
in keeping with a biceps and a calf of exceptional size and
iron solidarity. His legs are short, and remind one somewhat
of tree trunks. . . .

Trumbull does not drape this figure, but since Anthony
Comstock was consistent in clothes as in all other matters, the
stuff about him can be sketched in as an integral part of the
man's appearance. The feet which bore the tree-trunk legs
and massive body were large and broad and Mr. Comstock
bought his shoes at Coward's. This is not a point to hurry
past, for it has been said that it is necessary only to observe
how a man is shod if you would know whether or not he
regards himself as a romantic person. And the shoes of
Anthoriy Comstock said "No" decidedly. Coward's is the
New York store which supplies most of the police and fire-
men with footwear. The establishment prides itself on
serviceable shoes and it is the only store in all the city which
keeps size thirteen regularly in stock on its shelves. The
clothes of Comstock were dark and not often pressed. In
summer he wore a black alpaca coat both in the street and
office. The bosoms of his white shirts were stiffly starched,
and he tied a black bow around a low winged collar. A man
who worked with him for eighteen years could not remem-
ber ever seeing Mr. Comstock in colors. His nearest ap-
proach to festivity came in the Christmas season when he

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