 | Letters of Mrs. Adams, |  |
My head is dressed for St. James's, and, in my
opinion, looks very tasty. Whilst my daughter's is
undergoing the same operation I set myself down
composedly to write you a few lines. "Well," methinks
I hear Betsey and Lucy say, "what is cousin's
dress?" White, my dear girls, like your aunt's,
only differently trimmed and ornamented; her train
being wholly of white crape, and trimmed with
white ribbon; the petticoat, which is the most showy
part of the dress, covered and drawn up in what are
called festoons, with light wreaths of beautiful flowers;
the sleeves white crape, drawn over the silk,
with a row of lace round the sleeve, near the shoulder,
another half way down the arm, and a third
upon the top of the ruffle, a little flower stuck between;
a kind of hat cap, with three large feathers
and a bunch of flowers; a wreath of flowers upon
the hair. Thus equipped, we go in our own carriage,
and Mr. Adams and Colonel Smith in his.
But I must quit my pen to put myself in order for
return I will relate to you my reception; but do not
let it circulate, as there may be persons eager to
catch at every thing, and as much given to misrepresentation
as here. I would gladly be excused the
ceremony.
| Letters of Mrs. Adams, | |