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immense frizzled wig, the oddest old dame
I ever beheld. Most of the company were
queer looking but intelligent & I quite
enjoyed our visit. We left at 12 before
the concert or supper but I was sick on
the subject of staying out of bed any later.
Lovely morning.
Saturday, March 14. Lunched at Mr.[Lerosts?]
50 Cleveland Square ^ yesterday with the Hargreaves-
Kind old man with a delightful bachelor
home. We had a capital dinner. I scarcely
wanted anything more to eat the rest of the day.
He has sent me his book of travels in the States –
the most fair & flattering view of our Country
& its institutions that I have ever read. Went
to the House by order of Mr. Buyton at 4 1/2-
4 benches in a little room behind a grating
being all that august body could afford
to the gentler sex desirous of penetrating the mysteries of the secret chamber. Women's
rights have evidently not made much progress in Parliament or that little dark dungeon would soon be exchanged for a wide
spacious gallery where the Mothers &