blance to them, but this was all; her tall, elegant figure had no equal among these who courted her society and envied the admiration created by her noble deportment. In this lady's party was the family of Bishop T., of Toronto, and other distinguished persons. Madame R., of Philadelphia, was her most intimate friend at the Springs. No one can ever forget this truly beautiful and accomplished lady of Toronto who has seen her.
The fancy ball of that season, which was perhaps the most brilliant for many years at Saratoga, was a scene I shall long remember. The costumes of the ladies upon that occasion could scarcely be surpassed in taste and elegance. I often wonder what are the destinies that have overtaken the fair votaries of that brilliant evening. I well remember Miss M—, of New York, in the gala costume of an Italian Peasant Girl, in a skirt of white silk, with white and crimson alternate flounces, and head dress gaily festooned with jewels. Also, Miss J. M—, of Natchez, as the "Maid of the Mist," with a rainbow across the corsage of her floating white robe, and a zephyr vail adorned with pearls like dew-drops, enveloping her entire person; Miss N., of New York, as a Spanish lady, in black lace and diamonds; Miss M. M—, of Natchez, as "The Morning Star," in a soft dress of white lace, with rose-colored vail, studded with golden stars; Miss G. M—, of Mississippi, as Night, in black tulle dress and vail, with silver stars, and a crescent upon her forehead; Miss F., of Philadelphia, a la Pompadour, with skirts of pink moire antique, looped with bunches of roses, and roses in her powdered hair; Miss C, of New York, as a Vivandiere,
