Of medium height, and lovely spinsters too, Charmingly gentle as they well could be, With accomplishments and graces not a few, As generous as one could wish to see, The very pictures of sweet joviality. X. A dozen uncles and as many aunts Were the idols of their precious little eyes; And it was whispered that there was a chance With Fate auspicious, of a great surprise At some approaching day; 'tis never wise To form conjectures or to fret and worry, To count your gains before Aunt Some-one dies, E'en though possessed of half the land in Surrey, Or draw your own conclusions in too great a hurry.[5] [5] XI. All information, as perchance, you know, Is second hand; I write as folks dictate; A Mrs. B. tells Mr. So-and-So