Miss Cl-ks-n

Miss C--- is of a middling stature, with dark eyes, and hair, but of a fair complexion. She has not been upon the town above six months, and therefore may be pronounced in fine preservation. A certain foreign prince took a particular fancy to her when he was here, and is said to have presented her with his miniature picture, which, by the bye, we do not find she is now in possession of. Those awkward relations, worse than cater cousins, vulgarly called uncles, are very apt to engross the good things of this world, and they have a very attentive eye to those baubles, known by the name of diamonds, which sparkle to their fancy, and give them infinite pleasure, whenever they can obtain them for a trifling sum. Thus far we attempt to account for the disappearance of the portrait in Miss C 's apartments, probably it may be exhibited again in a few months; but we allow this is only conjecture.

An anecdote, which is related upon the first interview between the prince and this lady, may not probably be distasteful to our readers, who, perhaps may be fond of a relish in the same gusto.
Miss C expecting a very handsome compliment, in which opinion she was not deceived, from the Prince, resolved to set herself off to the greatest advantage. Not satisfied with having her head dressed by one of the best Parisian hands in town, she also consulted him upon the decoration of the other extreme of bliss; when Monsieur le friseur advised her to have it dressed en aile de pigeon, and powdered a la marechalle. She accordingly underwent the operation, and was now, in her own opinion, frissee au dernier gout, from top to bottom. The idea of marechalle powder struck her forcibly that a little musk would add to the odoriferous scent of the seat of bliss, and accordingly it was applied. When his highness came to action, he was so much of an Englishman as to despise all fictitious aids in that quarter, and turning up his nose at the poudre a la marechalle, and more so at the muse, which was quite offensive to him, he rang the bell, and sent the servant for a red-herring. Miss C--- was astonished at the order, but being willing to oblige in every respect, yielded to what she thought an extraordinary Caprice. No sooner was the red-herring brought, than he immediately applied it to her covered way, telling her that would restore it to its natural and primitive smell. Now, madam, said he, you have the true effluvia, before I thought you a mere doll perfumed for sale at Warren's or Bailey's. He then engaged, and expressed his satisfaction at Miss C's rivulet, being narrow, limpid and pleasant.

Upon the prince's second visit she appeared puris naturabilis, in the completest sense of the expression, which greatly pleased him, and the next time he favoured her with his company, he presented her with his portrait, as we have already mentioned, and a handsome sum in cash.
These were Halcyon days indeed! would Miss C could see them again, however she is not badly off, as her friend the East India Captain allows her a genteel support in his absence.