The Mustache Sufferer

Why is this fellow so disappointed? He has a lovely mustache and wife. Perhaps he is a sufferer of the dread neurasthenia. Too bad the unfortunately named Dr. Beard* is not around to diagnosis him.

*In regards to the image at the referred page: While I find myself disappointed that Dr. Beard does not possess a mustache, he is at least beardless, which befits his advanced education and medical acumen. His hearty Sideburns allude to a fine mustache that might have been. Now I seem to be filled with neurasthenia... Curse the ceaseless vicissitudes of Melancholia!

The Desperate Mustache

There is a sad touch of desperation in this poor man's look. Perhaps he knows he is the target of an imminent mustache-napping plot. Can you imagine the horror of finding your mustache missing and a note demanding ransom stapled to your upper lip? To be set upon by the medical and natural perils of mustache stewardship is one thing--barbaric theft is quite another!

The Friday the 13th Mustache

What horrors those blank eyes have seen. And with Valentine's Day right 'round the corner!

A Fine Choice

Our readers of the fairer sex will surely and readily attest to the stark fact that there are mustaches you date, and mustaches you marry. This beautifully frocked lady has made I wise choice, I think. A well-groomed Imperial is fine husband material.

The Faraway Mustache

This sad-eyed fellow seems to be contemplating the heady days of mustaches past; or, perhaps, the horror of a mustache that might never be. Chilling.

The Raconteur

Be watchful, ladies, or this blond dandy might throw you down the staircase of love!

All Slipping Away

It is sad to see a man balding on the head and the mustache so young.

The Desperate Mustache

He looks trapped and maybe a little self-destructive. Possibly he lost his family savings in the otter-hide market crash of 1868.

The Orphaned Mustache

Richard Willing, of Missouri. A hair part so sharp it could open letters for you. Artfully posed with the blanket he was wrapped in as a foundling.

The Pensive Mustache

Perhaps he thinks of the mustaches he left behind in the old country.

A Thoughtful Young Man

He dreams, perhaps, of one day having the thickest mustache in all of upstate New York.

A Fine Canadian Mustache

While Google fails me once again on the fine details, I recognize the two large medals identifying this gentleman as having had a Québécois Récompense de Service de Moustache bestowed upon him at some point. The smaller starburst at his throat indicates a career in the Greater Canadian Moustache Brigades and the sash is only awarded if his mustache was wounded in combat. Truly a mighty warrior and someone deserving our respect. Too bad the collective memory of the Internet has let him slip away.

The Brotherly Mustache

James and William Harbut, known locally as "The Harbut Boys." Ruffians in their youth, they finally grew fine matching mustaches and joined the gentry. The civilizing influence of a properly groomed mustache cannot be over estimated. It tamed more wild youth in the Nineteenth Century than comely minister's daughters.

Too Much Restraint

While his mustache is near-perfect in its tight twists, his sideburns scream to be set free.

Amazing Facespanner!

This gentleman is pushing the structural integrity of his mustache to its very limits. From the perfect bird-on-wing swoop to its stunning density, this mustache is easily the finest example of this rare and difficult style I have ever found.

The Mustache Of Love

Happy Valentine's Day, from all the staff here at Mustaches of the Nineteenth Century. May you find in your loved ones the joy that normally only a mustache can bring.

The Casual Spanner

The facespanner at rest, as it were. In its full tumescence, the facespanner strides mightily from ear to ear, but when relaxed, as seen here, by certain unguents and conditioners, it swoops softly down to the very jawline of a man. Glorious!

The Unattractiveness of Indecision

This--I hesitate to say gentleman--has a thin, patchy mustache and flared sideburns. It is either a failed attempt at the noble faceshelf or a fatal indecision on his part of facial hair styles. The shifty look in his eyes even indicates he might be thinking of mustachelessness. The generous among you might assign his rough appearance to a mustache wasting disease, but I've seen his kind before. Shocking.

John Hay

John Hay (1898-1905), US Secretary of State, seen here as a young man, during his tenure as an assistant to President Abraham Lincoln, one of our most stubbornly un-mustached Presidents.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

Author of The Marble Faun (1860) and possessor of a fine early Nietzsche.