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all in high black satin dresses and white lace caps, 

 precisely the dress I wore, and I thought it a 

 curious coincidence. The party was lively enough, 

 and agreeable, but the conversation was in a style I 

 had never heard before in fact, it affected the 

 phraseology of the Bible. We all went after dinner 

 to a sort of meeting at Exeter Hall, I quite forget 

 for what purpose, but our party was on a kind of 

 raised platform. I mentioned this to a friend after- 

 wards, and the curious circumstance of our all being 

 dressed alike. " Do you not know," she said, " that 

 dress is assumed as a distinctive mark of the Evan- 

 gelical party! So you were a wolf in sheep's 

 clothing ! " 



I had been acquainted with the Miss Berrys at 

 Raith, when visiting their cousins, Mr. and Mrs. 

 Ferguson. Mary, the eldest, was a handsome, 

 accomplished woman, who from her youth had 

 lived in the most distinguished society, both at 

 home and abroad. She published a " Comparative 

 View of Social Life in France and England," which 

 was well received by the public. She was a Latin 

 scholar, spoke and wrote French fluently, yet with 

 all these advantages, the consciousness that she 

 might have done something better, had female 

 education been less frivolous, gave her a character- 

 istic melancholy which lasted through life. She did 



