Pen-and-ink portraits of MajorYelvrerton and Mrs. Yelvrerton.
--The Dublin Morning News gives the following pen-and-ink portraits of Major and Mrs. (Longworth) Yelverton:Major Yelverton looks every inch a roue; neither ugly nor handsome, but with a face the aspect of which is simply unpleasant, dubious, disagreeable. His head is bald on the back of the crown alone. He wears a moustache and flowing whiskers of reddish, fair hue. He seemed very nervous and agitated — like a man that found himself "in for" the worse that could befall him, but resolved to go through it at all hazards. His manner of answering the questions was very remarkable. He generally paused a good while, as if weighing every possible bearing or effect of his answer, and shaped it accordingly, like a chess-player calculating before he made his move. His mode of pronunciation was that so often given in Punch as the language of "swells."
Mrs. Yelverton is probably in her twenty-fifth year. She is under the middle height, and of fair complexion. She was pale, very pale; evidently impressed, if not agitated, by the circumstances of the occasion, time and place. Subsequently, when slightly flushed with the excitement, or possibly the heat of court, her face assumed the semblance of what it doubtless was in days passed by, when it wore the charms that attracted the despoiler's gaze. Beautiful she was then, indeed. Not that her features, when examined one by one, would be pronounced regular or beautiful. There was a matronly, a grave, thoughtful, sorrowful expression over all, that I am utterly unable to describe; and this it was that first struck and impressed the beholder.
The countenance is oval, with a delicately pointed chin; the general expression of the face is most decidedly that of great firmness, calm, resolute, persevering, dignified power-- confidence in repose. It is the eye that lights up and makes beautiful the whole countenance, which, in fact, is one of those which has its beauty and attraction more in expression, the seat of which can never be accurately fixed, than in mere symmetry and regularity of the individual features themselves.--Her glance penetrates, while it charms as with a spell. She has a profusion of rich glossy auburn hair, which was worna la Eugene. Her hand, the smallness of which has been necessarily alluded to in the evidence, is, indeed, one which your fair readers would admire. Madame Yelverton was attired on the first day in a light-colored fashionable bonnet, and wore a black moire-antique dress. On the following day the news had reached her of the death of Mr. Bellamy, her brother-in-law, and accordingly she appeared subsequently in mourning. So far for her personal appearance; but how shall I describe what constitutes the greatest charm about her! The perfection of graceful motion in the simplest movement; and the voice — such a voice!--Clear, soft, liquid and musical. Brewster was a child in her hands. In the very first sentence exchanged between them their relative positions were fixed and the ascendancy was hers.
