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All these circumstances which I had so often witnessed caht regret the destruction of

a beautiful work of art

It was iuerite Excessively tall and thin, she had in the fullest degree the

art of repairing this oversight of Nature by the s she wore Her cashe flounces of a silk dress, and the heavy muff which she

held pressed against her bosoed

folds that the eye, however exacting, could find no fault with the

contour of the lines Her head, a marvel, was the object of the most

coquettish care It was small, and her mother, as Musset would say,

seemed to have made it so in order to race, two black eyes, surmounted by

eyebrows of so pure a curve that it seemed as if painted; veil these

eyes with lovely lashes, which, when drooped, cast their shadow on the

rosy hue of the cheeks; trace a delicate, straight nose, the nostrils

a little open, in an ardent aspiration toward the life of the senses;

design a regular raciously over teeth as white

as milk; colour the skin with the down of a peach that no hand