from the top of the tree to the bottom. She was thus strolLIng about, without bonnet, two miles from home; she, upon whom the wind was not permitted to blow, while under the protection of Jack G, exposed in this manner to the dark air of an autumnal evening, reminds us of the fallen greatness of Buonaparte, and the abject state of Lord Chancellor Bacon's last years, who was denied credit for a pint of porter, as the ex-emperor was for his sincerest asseverations.
In general, the go is, to put the best toggery on that is to be had, adapted to the state of the weather. For this purpose, if the lady has not got clothes of her own, she can find them (on hire) at the upper class of bad-houses; most of which are extremely well furnished in that particular, deriving, from this source, no small part of their profits. If she is a good judge, she will not overdress herself, but trust for customers to her eyes and limbs, both of which she manœuvres, when she is down upon a cull, who becomes her admirer. A good deal of ogling takes place on her part; she pretends to modesty at first, perhaps, if her dress is corresponding thereto; but, if she discovers her admirer knows a little too much to take that in, she changes her tone to
