LADY ANNE GRANARD.
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ing and rich, substituting the beauty and wealth of art for the deficiencies of nature. Autumn arrays all things in glowing colours; Spring produces snowdrops and violets, showing clearly that a girl may be dressed in cheap muslin; but her mother, dahlia-like, should appear in claret-coloured satin. Pope's satirical verses, in my opinion, only prove that the dying lady (for you'll observe she was a lady) understood dress properly, when she said—
"'No, let a charming chintz and Brussel's lace
Wrap my cold limbs and shade my lifeless face.'"
Mrs. Palmer could only shake her head, take orders for more jellies, and depart.
