When she and Mrs.Newt met there was a tremendous struggle to get the first innings of the conversation, and neither surrendered the ground until fairly forced off by breathlessness and exhaustion.
"Yes, we shall go to Saratoga," began Mrs.Newt; "and I want Abel to come, so as to take him.

There'll be a very pleasant season.

What a pity you can't go! However, people must regard their time of life, and take care of their health.

There's old Mrs.Octoyne says she shall never give up.

She hopes to bring out her great-grand-daughter next winter, and says she has no life but in society.