We met a Miss Veraselle, a French merchant's daughter, a sickly young woman, who lodges at Glasnevin for her health. I soon found she was musical and a performer on the six-stringed base, and exprest a desire of hearing her ; upon which, with a great deal of good humour, she suffered Mrs. Eccles to send for her base, and played an hour to us most agreeably. She has a neat execution and pretty taste ; and seems quite mistress of the instrument, but I made no advances there to an acquaintance, not knowing how she might he entangled with a family...