Every ticket entered and was enfolded; almost all had a seat.

Chivalry stood.

It is a breeched abstraction, sacrificeing voluntarily and genially to the Fair, for a restoring of the balance between the sexes, that the division of good things be rather in the fair ones' favour, as they are to think: with the warning to them, that the establishment of their claim for equality puts an end to the priceless privileges of petticoats.

Women must be mad, to provoke such a warning; and the majority of them submissively show their good sense.

They send up an incense of perfumery, all the bouquets of the chemist commingled; most nourishing to the idea of woman in the nose of man.