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Will Begin Quite Back, And Give You All The Preparations For A
"Court Day." Ten Days Before, A Note Was Written To Lord Willoughby
D'Eresby, Informing Him Of My Intention To Attend, That A Seat Might
Be Reserved For Me, And Also Soliciting Several Tickets For American
Ladies And Gentlemen.
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. . I cannot take them with me, however, as
the seat assigned to the ladies of Foreign Ministers is very near
the throne. This morning when I awoke the fog was thicker than I
ever knew it, even here. The air was one dense orange-colored mass.
What a pity the English cannot borrow our bright blue skies in which
to exhibit their royal pageants!
Mr. Bancroft's court dress had not been sent home, our servants'
liveries had not made their appearance, and our carriage only
arrived last night, and I had not passed judgment upon it. Fogs and
tradesmen! these are the torments of London. Very soon came the
tailor with embroidered dress, sword, and chapeau, but, alas! Mr.
Isidore, who was to have dressed my hair at half-past ten was not
forthcoming, and to complete my perplexity, he had my head-dress in
his possession. At last, just as Russell had resumed her office at
the toilet, came Isidore, a little before twelve, coiffure and all,
which was so pretty that I quire forgave him all his sins. It was
of green leaves and white FLEUR-DE-LIS, with a white ostrich feather
drooping on one side.
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