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Evening Star, Volume IX, Issue 2562, 4 May 1871, Page 3

Tiik Miluxeu’s Bile ix Prose and Poetry. — r J he gaslights illuminated a Westend hall, and embroidered skirts whirled in the mazy ball, and lovers of fashion were blithe and gay, dancing the hours of life away. The husband beheld, with a booby’s pride, the beautiful dress of his stylish bride ; while she, in her fine clothes seemed to be the queen of that goodly company. Oh, the milliner’s bi'l ! “ I’m weary of satin,” soon she cried, “ I’ll have a blue velvet, more full and wide ; and none of my bonnets suit my face. I shall order another of sweet point lace, with emerald flowers ; and then, dear man, you’ll let me indulge in a tarlatan.” And old Bubbles cried, as his wife he eyed, “The lea r est of women is my dear bride.” Oh, the milliner’s bill ! French cambric that morning, green silk the next day, and a white moire antique ere the week passed away, the riches and newest of stuffs to be got the blockhead’s wife bought, and he grudged them not. Two years flew by, and the bill at last had arrive I at a figure exceedingly vast. Anri when Bubbles beheld the sum he cried, “ I’m an old fool done by a spendthrift bride !” Oh, the milliners bill! At length broke a bank that had long kept hid the dodges by which it the public did ; and a document long was discovered there the mi'liner’s bill of that lady fair. Oh. very much cash, ’twas then confessed, had been sent to her lord from the ban king chest: and when the crash cam", vain humbug s doom, the hr.de’s display proved hu fortune’s tomb. i)h, the milliner’s bill I—A vie kau paper.