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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Documents and Narratives, Volume 10. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 0 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: July 13, 1861., [Electronic resource] 2 2 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War. Volume 3. 1 1 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 13. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 1 1 Browse Search
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e were very many in the house to which this too truthful description was applicable we were unable to reply. But our fair inquirer spotted her by adding; "There? next the pillar. That fat old dowager, with the enormous turban, and, it is so odd, brides of file lace, just like whiskers, hanging down by the side of her vibrating ] heeks" The sun young lady paused for a reply, like Erutus in the play, and was very much astonished when she learned that the object of her curiosity was Lady Blessing and Saehad Itv d, like other people, in the delusion that the Countess of Blessington was the loveliest of her sex, and saw — a fat, painted, turbaned old woman. For nearly twenty years Lady Blessington was a noticeable woman in London life — Men of all ranks in society, provided they had talent and popularity, were to be met with in her house; their wives, daughters and sisters did not visit her, Basques she entered fashionable life with a doubtful character, which did not improve
e were very many in the house to which this too truthful description was applicable we were unable to reply. But our fair inquirer spotted her by adding; "There? next the pillar. That fat old dowager, with the enormous turban, and, it is so odd, brides of file lace, just like whiskers, hanging down by the side of her vibrating ] heeks" The sun young lady paused for a reply, like Erutus in the play, and was very much astonished when she learned that the object of her curiosity was Lady Blessing and Saehad Itv d, like other people, in the delusion that the Countess of Blessington was the loveliest of her sex, and saw — a fat, painted, turbaned old woman. For nearly twenty years Lady Blessington was a noticeable woman in London life — Men of all ranks in society, provided they had talent and popularity, were to be met with in her house; their wives, daughters and sisters did not visit her, Basques she entered fashionable life with a doubtful character, which did not improve