February.—Death of Lydia White; I received the account this morning. Poor
Lydia had asked a party to dine with her on
Friday,—on Wednesday she was dead! From economy of eyes and lights, she
used to sit when alone to a late hour without lights. Her servant having placed
candles on the table in the front drawing-room waited for his mistress to ring
to light them. He thought he heard something fall, but as the bell did not ring
he did not go up, till surprised at her remaining so long in the dark, he
entered, and
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