Mrs H-ds-n

This lady is about nineteen years old, of the middle size, pretty, with remarkable fine dark hair, and eyes, that are very attractive, as well as her teeth. She has been upon the town about fifteen months, and has played her cards very well, having a deal of good custom in the mercantile way, and never accepting of less than two guineas for her present. She has some good customers in the eccentric class, who pay her handsomely, and give her very little trouble. One of the faculty of the College in Warwick lane often visits her, and seems to be the immediate successor of the celebrated Dr. Runastrokius of hair combing memory. Whenever this son of Aesculapius makes his appearance, she is prepared to receive him, her flowing tresses wantoning upon her shoulders; he immediately begins his operation, and combs them most devoutly with a tortoise shell comb, which he always carries about him for that purpose; after which he presents her with five guineas wrapt up in a paper, and takes his leave. The circumstance of his carrying the comb constantly about him, created an uncommon laugh against him a short time since at Batson's, when accidently pulling it out of his pocket with his handkerchief, it fell upon the floor. The waiter picking it up, addressed all the gentlemen in the room, to know if it was their property, none owned it till it come to this gentleman, who acknowledged it belonged to him, took it from the waiter, and put it in his pocket, a wag present (who by the bye was not acquainted with his extraordinary concupiscence) said, “Doctor, I never knew before that you was a barber surgeon, I always took you for a regular physician.“