Bret Harte,
A Ship of '49 — Chapter 1
(1885)
“ It was a figure so extraordinary that even in the strange masquerade of that early civilisation it was remarkable; a figure with whom father and daughter were already familiar without abatement of wonder—the figure of a rejuvenated old man, padded, powdered, dyed, and painted to the verge of caricature, but without a single suggestion of ludicrousness or humour. A face so artificial that it seemed almost a mask, but, like a mask, more pathetic than amusing. ”
