much by it. Mrs. H. praised Eng-
land, the officers of the Rinaldo,
pitched into Northern women, charg-
ed the men with want of gallantry
and due subservience to women!
and much more. In many things
she reminded me of Lotty Kidder.
Withal she had a pretty, plump leg,
as was accidentally revealed by
a sudden flirt of her crinoline, as
she took her seat at the piano.
Harris had been North often enough:
had known John Brougham, Les-
ter Wallack and O�Brien. He
was familiar with the name of
Keene Richards, apropos of whom
the son of the landlord of the
St Charles knew more. Keene,
a colonel in the Confederate service,
on Breckinridge�s staff, was in
the St Charles� Hotel for three or
four days after Butler�s occupation
of it! escaping from the city to