Her letters were full of repetition, she wrote rather
doubtful grammar sometimes, and in her verses took all sorts of
liberties with the metre."
Speaking of a very religious and medical lady--
"Pitt had been made to accept Saunders McNitre, Luke Waters, Giles
Jowles, Podger's Pills, Rodger's Pills, Pokey's Elixir--every one
of her ladyship's remedies, spiritual and temporal. He never left
her house without carrying respectfully away with him piles of her
quack theology and medicine. O, my dear brethren and
fellow-sojourners in Vanity Fair, which among you does not know and
suffer under such benevolent despots? It is in vain you say to
them, 'Dear madam, I took Podger's specific at your orders last
year, and believe in it. Why am I to recant, and accept the
Rodger's articles now?' There is no help for it; the faithful
proselytizer, if she cannot convince by argument, bursts into
tears, and the recusant finds himself taking down the bolus, and
saying 'Well, well, Rodger's be it.'"
A still more alarming attack is thus represented:--
"Glorvina had flirted with all the marriageable officers, whom the
depots of her country afforded, and all the bachelor squires who
seemed eligible. She had been engaged to be married a half-score of
times in Ireland, besides the clergyman at Bath, who had used her
so ill.
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