Miss D-mc-y

It is truly surprising how women, from an affectation of what is not congenial to them, can degrade themselves from that state which nature intended for them. Miss D-—y, though possessed of a figure, approaching to what may be termed beautiful; yet her face, however good, is destitute of expression, and her manner uncommonly vulgar; she, therefore, ought cautiously to avoid those vices which mark out a low original, Yet, on the contrary, she courts the cup of Bacchus, as if she had forsaken Venus to worship him; and in her orgies she swears as freely, and curses as prophanely, as if blasphemy were a perfection, and prophaness estimable.

There is sometimes occasional singularity in some persons mode of swearing, which, like Acres's, “odds, bottles, and quarts——odds, pistols, and flints,” makes us laugh, while we abhor; yet this lady's ignorance renders her incompetent of even this mode of covering guilt, and making vice appear fashionable. She is of a fair complexion, with fine dark eyes, and her age is not above twenty.