24 THE FLORAL TELEGRAPH. 
voice that ever fell on the ear of 
man. 
Startled, I took my eyes from the 
heavens ; and I beheld, sitting close 
beside me, a female, too beautiful to 
belong to mortality. I knew at once 
that I was in the presence of a super¬ 
natural lady. She was a lady. Her 
air would have been worshipped at 
Almack’s, her refinement of look and 
harmony of gesture would have made 
queens her pupils, and princes and 
kings her slaves. 
‘‘Madam,” said I,rising,and doing 
my most amiable bow, “ pray, whom 
may I have the exalted honour of ad¬ 
dressing ?” 
