Chapter the Second
For three months did the Masque:
:rade
afford ample subject for conversation
to the inhabitants of Pammydiddle; but no
character at it was so fully expatiated
on as Charles Adams. The singularity of his
appearance, the beams which darted from
his eyes, the brightneſs of his Wit, & the
whole tout ensemble of his person had sub:
:dued
the hearts of so many of the young
Ladies, that of the six present at the
Masquerade but five had returned uncap:
:tivated.
Alice Johnson was the unhappy
sixth whose heart had not been able to
withstand the power of his Charms. But a
sit may appear strange to my Readers,
