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Miss W-ls-n
1790 Edition
8 Meard's Court, Soho
Locations:
Bagnigge Wells
Drury Lane Theatre
St. Ann's Parish (Soho)
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Her Covent Garden Ladies Entry:
My sweetest Sally, when in evening's dress,
Possess such charms no language can express;
But view her face and hands in morning's guise,
And all her charms lie center'd in her eyes.
M----r was the maiden name of this charming heroine, since which time, from prudential motives, she has found occasion to change it frequently. Her situation in the early part of life deprived her from any education, but a regular set of features, with a fine love-inviting eye, induced a gentleman of the custom house to invite her from the oyster stall, (a business she then followed) to Drury Lane Theatre, which laid the foundation of her ruin. She lived some little time with him; but nature, who by this time began to warm the imagination with feelings, which, till now, she was a total stranger to, taught her to place a higher value upon her charms.
Sixteen autumns had just matured every perfection, when Mr. C——n, a surgeon of some eminence, felt the influence of them, and easily persuaded her to leave her then keeper, Whilst with Mr. W—n she enjoyed every pleasure that love could wish, or vanity desire; and, from what we have heard, his affections were arrived to such a pitch, that had he been satisfied of her fidelity, he would have sacrificed every other dependence sooner than have parted with her. Fame whispered he would have married, but variety was S---'s life, and a golden key very seldom failed in opening the raven-coloured lock. Captain S---t, as she called him, (whose name she immediately assumed) was her next keeper; he placed her in very genteel lodgings at Islington, allowed her as much money as her little heart could wish, and shewed every indulgence a woman could possibly desire; but, although the Captain was a well-made handsome man, and seemed to possess every necessary a woman could expect, in one respect she fell very short. Sally loved a bed-fellow whose abilities were equal to his professions of love, to be a widow five nights in the week did not suit her fiery disposition, and lying whole nights by the fide of a man untouched at length brought on a thorough contempt. We are told, nevertheless, that he still visits her as often as desire warms his cold constitution.
During her residence at Islington, she frequently visited Bagnigge Wells, taking with her a child as an emblem of modesty, and here she first beheld her present admirer, Mr. N---. Words cannot express the sudden emotions of her heart when the youth returned a favourable glance, S----y had then just passed her 17th year, and till then had never felt the genuine sting of Cupid's dart; Mr. N— all politeness, all good-nature and love, had vanity and discernment sufficient to guess his address and person had made some impression on this new Venus; and after many intreaties on his side, she consented to his seeing her home. Two or three interviews of this kind, softened S———y's heart into a thorough compliance; she was all love, he all desire, Her affection for her Tom grew so violent, she could not so much as affect the smallest love for her generous keeper; but, regardless of her own interest, and every idea swallowed up in having in sole possession the man she loved, she left the Captain, and since that time has existed with her dear Tom. Once a week, which is generally on a Sunday night, he conducts his silent nymph to Bagnigge Wells; but her love and jealousy (its common attendant) is so great, that poor Tom dares not throw a glance from those never failing eyes on any other fair; least the contents of a six-penny bowl should decompose the projecting fril, If you wish to be acquainted with this daughter of love, she is to be met with in an evening in Oxford street, or Soho square. She is an elegant tall figure, has fine dark eyes, good teeth, and a very pretty leg and foot. She has a particular modest look at first sight, a very small lisp in speaking, and a very pretty slender waist. We wish we could pass a compliment on those very necessary protuberances that first invite the eye and hand, if she does possess any, they are only to be seen when naked.
Details
Age:
18
Home:
London
Appearance:
Tall, dark eyes, slender
Name:
Miss Wilson
Price:
Unknown
Nationality
English
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