s or snears at everybody
there--he is asked to a dinner, and brings away, along with meat and
wine to his heart's content, a sour stomick filled with nasty stories of
all the people present there. He has such a squeamish appytite, that all
the world seems to DISAGREE with him. And what has he got to say to his
delicate female frend? Why that--

Fust. Mr. S. is going to publish indescent stoaries about Lady O---, his
sister, which everybody's goin to by.

Nex. That Miss Gordon is going to be cloathed with an usband; and that
all their matrimonial corryspondins is to be published too.

3. That Lord H. is going to be married; but there's some thing rong in
his wife's blood.

4. Miss Long has cut Mr. Wellesley, and is gone after two Irish lords.

Wooden you phancy, now, that the author of such a letter, instead of
writin about pipple of tip-top qualaty, was describin Vinegar Yard?
Would you beleave that the lady he was a-ritin to was a chased, modist
lady of honor, and mother of a famly? O trumpery! O morris! as Homer
says: this is a higeous pictur of manners, such as I weap to think of,
as evry morl man must weap.

The above is one pritty pictur of mearly fashnabble life: what follows
is about families even higher situated than the most fashnabble. Here
we have the princessregient, her daughter the Princess Sharlot,
her grandmamma the old quean, and her madjisty's daughters the two
princesses. If this is not high life, I don't know where it is to be
found; and it's pleasing to see what affeckshn and harmny rains in such
an exolted spear.

"Sunday 24th.--Yesterday, the princess went to meet the Princess
Charlotte at Kensington. Lady ---- told me that, when the latter
arrived, she rushed up to her mother, and said, 'For God's sake, be
civil to her,' meaning the Duchess of Leeds, who followed her. Lady
---- said she felt sorry for the latter; but when the Princess of Wales
talked to her, she soon became so free and easy, that one could not
have any FEELING about her FEELINGS. Princess Charlotte, I was told, was
looking handsome, very pale, but her head more becomingly dressed,--that
is to say, less dressed than usual. Her figure is of that full round
shape which is now in its prime; but she disfigures herself by wearing
her bodice so short, that she literally has no waist. Her feet are very
pretty; and so are her hands and arms, and her ears, and the shape of
her head. Her countenance is expressive, when she allows