All the tattooing that the nymph in question exhibited upon her person may be easily described.

Three minute dots, no bigger than pin-heads, decorated each lip, and at a little distance were not at all discernible.

Just upon the fall of the shoulder were drawn two parallel lines half an inch apart, and perhaps three inches in length, the interval being filled with delicately executed figures.
These narrow bands of tattooing, thus placed, always reminded me of those stripes of gold lace worn by officers in undress, and which are in lieu of epaulettes to denote their rank.
Thus much was Fayaway tattooed.

The audacious hand which had gone so far in its desecrating work stopping short, apparently wanting the heart to proceed.
But I have omitted to describe the dress worn by this nymph of the valley.
Fayaway--I must avow the fact--for the most part clung to the primitive and summer garb of Eden.

But how becoming the costume! It showed her fine figure to the best possible advantage; and nothing could have been better adapted to her peculiar style of beauty.