weather is so 'ot that it is quite debiliating;" when she laughs,
when she hits her neighbour at dinner on the side of the waistcoat
(as she will if he should say anything that amuses her), she does
what is perfectly natural and unaffected on her part, but what is
not customarily done among polite persons, who can sneer at her odd
manners and her vanity, but don't know the kindness, honesty, and
simplicity which distinguish her. This point being admitted, it
follows, of course, that the tirade against the aristocracy would,
in the present instance, be out of place--so it shall be reserved
for some other occasion.

The Ravenswing was a person admirably disposed by nature to be
happy. She had a disposition so kindly that any small attention
would satisfy it; was pleased when alone; was delighted in a crowd;
was charmed with a joke, however old; was always ready to laugh, to
sing, to dance, or to be merry; was so tender-hearted that the
smallest ballad would make her cry: and hence was supposed, by many
persons, to be extremely affected, and by almost all to be a
downright coquette. Several competitors for her favour presented
themselves besides Baroski. Young dandies used to canter round her
phaeton in the park, and might be seen haunting her doors in the
mornings. The fashionable artist of the day made a drawing of her,
which was engraved and sold in the shops; a copy of it was printed
in a song, "Black-eyed Maiden of Araby," the words by Desmond
Mulligan, Esquire, the music composed and dedicated to MRS. HOWARD
WALKER, by her most faithful and obliged servant, Benjamin Baroski;
and at night her Opera-box was full. Her Opera-box? Yes, the
heiress of the "Bootjack" actually had an Opera-box, and some of the
most fashionable manhood of London attended it.