Miss L-b-n

Those that were acquainted, with this lady a few years back when in Paris, the place of her nativity, must recollect the debt she owed to the small pox, for supernumerary dells and dimples; but being an apt pupil of Mr. Bailey's, she has learnt a mode of settling, that debt every day, and from a brunette pitted, and a small, but pleasing bloom on the cheek, she is become as blooming, as the damask rose; with a countenance smooth as polished marble; she is tall and genteely made, with dark hazel eyes and in bed performs all her paces in a wonderful pleasing manner; and keeps exact time to every motion, urges with every possible insinuation the coming pleasure, and returns the extatic with a flood of tepid delight, always urging repetitions. For a coucher, one pound one, for a bedder double that sum.
She is about nineteen, and has not been in life above nine months; that is, not professedly. A captain in the guards is her favourite, and it is presumed; her best friend.