The Daily Dispatch: July 26, 1862., [Electronic resource]

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Life in London.

--At the Olympic there has been playing, incog., for some three months, a lady of rank, under the nomme du theatre of ‘ "Mrs. McHenry."’ I went to see her the other evening, and was not a little surprised to recognize, in the grand drama of The World of Fashion, my old friend, Lady — It seems that, having lost her husband, Sir Charles--and with him several thousand a year, she experienced the chill of a ‘"reverse of fortune," ’ which is nowhere more biting and bitter than in London, where very old blood, or a very long purse, is a sine qua non to respectability. Lady --who had a bed-ridden father to support and several young sisters to educate, to quote her own words, ‘"resorted to the stage instead of doing worse, "’ and soon gives the cold world her beautiful ‘"cold shoulder"’ and snaps her fingers in the face of fortune — her name being made. Mrs. McHenry will one day go to America to make the tour of the States, and perhaps return to extend the hand of charity to some of her noble friends, who, when my lady kept open house in — square, with her fine carriages and footmen to match, could not bow too low in the presence of the rich and handsome Lady --! Such is life in London, where ‘"all the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players!"’--Correspondence New York Express.