Miss W-ll-s

This beautiful nonpareil was originally a retailer of fruit. Her charms are always current to any one who wishes to be a medler; she was once paired with a comical husband, but now she cares a fig for nobody; she has acquired a pleasing knack of engaging any one, though ever so green; and would lie buried in straw to gratify their wishes, without ever being guilty of impeaching their oddities; she is not such a goose but she can bury a secret without giving her reasons for it; she loves the laymen, because they are not so apt to range. She has a natural antipathy to divines, as they are so often crabbed; she is tall and genteel as the pine, with beautiful nut brown tresses, and hazel eyes. If you enter into her garden, one guinea is the fruits of her labour.