Oct. 3, Twelve o'clock
'T is Capt. Fermor , who insists on my dining at Silleri . They will eternally throw me in the way of this lovely woman : of what materials do they suppose me formed ? To Miss Rivers , Clarges Street . Silleri , Oct. 3 , Twelve o'clock . An enchanting ball , my dear ; your little friend 's head is turned . I was more admired than Emily , which to be sure did not flatter my vanity at all : I see she must content herself with being beloved , for without coquetry 't is in vain to expect admiration . We had more than three hundred persons at the ball ; above three fourths men ; all gay and well dressed , an elegant supper ; in short , it was charming .