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Text for Page 045 [07-10-1861]

	Mrs. Eugenie Brinton.
She talked of going to England in the fall.  Of
course he should take care of her; but he could 
not stand the present state of things.  Mrs. Brinton
was as homely as the devil but a smart woman,
and she�d be mad as thunder, if she suspected
his disclosures about her.   She wrote poetry and
sent it to the �Mercury� (N.Y.) and to a Roches-
ter paper.    Heylyn showed me one, which he
had just procured, containing a sample.         It
was rather above the feminine average � about
the stars, and pietistic.           Arrived at the house,
we found its authoress and Mrs. Heylyn.
The first was a young woman, not more than
twenty, certainly not handsome, but not ugly,
as Heylyn�s remark had led me to expect.    She
had her hair done in an unusual manner, parted
behind, without knot or ribbon, and brought
forwards in absurd demi-curls.   Also she talk-
ed in an affectedly childish manner.     Her hus-
band was in the States Prison for forgery; though
she ventilated a transparent flam about his
decease.     She showed me his portrait, subse-
quently, representing a �bhoy-�like fellow, of the
�Mose� order, with a glossy hat on, and a mous-
tache, which he wife had added, with a pin.
Mrs. Helylyn seemed unchanged in appearance.
She has black hair, an oval face, a bad,               
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