From The Whip, Sat. 14 Jan. 1843, vol. II, no. 28, original available at the American Antiquarian Society, Worcester, Mass.

The Princess Julia's Ball.

This magnificent affair, which for weeks has been the talk of the town, and which has been a rich harvest for mantue-makers, tailors and costumers, came off as announced, on Tuesday evening last; and if it was expected to have been the most splendid affair that for years has been witnessed, there was no disappointment, for it was so.

The arrangements far surpassed anything our eyes ever beheld. The splendid Saloons lighted up by two superb chandileers, reminded us of the Enchanted Halls told of in the Arabian Nights, and they lost no charm from the crowd of lovely females who thronged them. We are inadequate to the task of describing the rich and massive furniture with which the rooms were lined. But to give our readers a faint idea we will attempt a description.

THE FRONT SALOON,

The furniture of which is gild, and composition instead of walnut or mahogany, and richly covered and lined with royal purple velvet. The principal chair is one of the pair used at the late National Thetre which under the management of Wallack and which was purchased by the princess at the sale of his effects it is now styled the forfeit chair on account of the gent who occupies it is responsible for a bottle of champaigne [sic], which is handed to him while seated in it, and in return he kisses the pretty nymphs who are seated on his right and left.

THE BACK, OR MAIN SALOON

Is of still larger dimensions, and furnished after the manner of the principal parlours of our aristocracy. A piano of rosewood is also in this room which is ever discoursing most exquisite music from the hands of some one of her lady boarders, all of whom are proficient on that instrument. this room opens into the other through folding doors, which, when thrown open, are amply large enough to dance four quadrilles.

"Hark what music strikes mine ear?"

'Tis the splendid band lightly touching their instruments previous to sending forth those delightful strains which enchanted all with their melody.

The roll of carriages are now heard - the bell sounds, and servants in the Princess's livery are bowing some fair creatures in - they pass to the ladies dressing room.We perched ourself in the chandelier where we could recognise all that entered. All is now ready and the ball goes on.

If there are moments when men feel as though beings of a happier sphere - as though the stars, that have caused them to wonder where space ends or where begins, have, like Apollyon fallen from their high estate, among them, it is when among a throng of beautiful, though alas! Frail, outcast females. God! God! The lustre of the eyes is heightened to a glassy stare by the rouge on the otherwise pallid, care-worn cheeks - the laugh, forced while grief springing from minds diseased is gnawing at the heart, sounds horrid and unnatural; but all! all! this - short-sighted mortal that we are - was forgotten while the females whom we mention below wee whirling with their gallants in the voluptuous waltz, the fascinating cotillion, the simple pleasing Cheat, and graceful Spanish dance. Amid all this, with choice snatches of the Bayadere, Diavelo, Massaniello, Semiraide, Tancredi, Sich a gittin [sic] upstairs, and (in theatrical palance) other " well known favorites," floating through the air, we noted down the following facts with our remarks attached:

The Princess Julia was habited in a red satin robe, trimmed neatly with silver flowers. Her brilliant complexion was admirably set off with a superb and uniqe [sic] Victoria hed-dress [sic], above and about which her dark hair appeared in charming profusion.

Ellen Thompson, thanks to the heavy purse of some profligate tool, changed her dress during the night. She first astonished us with an embroidered pink silk gown, handsomely trimmed, and arranged magnificently about her majestic Juno-like form. The second entree was as tasty, and as fanciful - a white watered silk, trimmed with down as soft and white as the splendid skin of the wearer. - Pass on, Empress of Harry's affections, till we note down.

Rosina Jennings. - This female blazed away in a rich white satin gown, with blonde trimmings. A portion was looped up with a large rose, forming a rich and classic drapery.

Mary Walker was introduced in crimson, embroidered silk. Praxitiles never chiselled a more exquisite form, and Canova would have died in the vain endeavour to mould a bust like her own.

Elizabeth Perry looked superb in a brown figured satin dress. Let us get out of the range of the beams of her elegant eyes - "those lovely eyes," as Mrs. Timm sings in the "Loves of the Angels."

Elvira Mills was attired in plain brown satin. - Her wit kept a host at her apron strings the whole evening.

Elizabeth Paulding robed herself in a gown of pale red satin. Something must have happened to this fir creature. Melancholy and sorrowful was she!

Sarah Adams, brown satin trim with down. The contrast was delightful.

Amanda Sparks dazzled us with her sparkling appearance. Her dress was magnificently embroidered, and her fairy-like feet were in a pair of spotty white satin slippers. When we pick a partner we invariably look at her feet!

Eliza Davenport. - This lady looked like a second Venus de Medicis, in a loose flowing robe of velvet. Her conversational powers were put forth to please, and she succeeded.

Frances Lewis. - Her dress was of a hue facetiously termed by a gentleman present, quaker color. She is a woman of the Siddons style - tall, noble looking, commanding.

Emma Place. - Her graceful figure of genuine classic mould was displayed to advantage in yellow sattin [sic] trimmed with deep costly blonde lace. Her voice is as musical as the song of a cherub, and her movements are particularly pleasing.

Mrs. Tucker of indicted notoriety won little admiration, though she had powerful aides in her blue satins, lace trimmings, and frizzled locks. - Take our advice old lady a la Hamlet -

AGo to a nunnery. Go!

Henrietta Lancaster was also attired in a blue satin gown. Emblematic of her heart - true blue.

Louisa Roberts' dress was rather of the fancy cast; viz: - a black spencer [sic], (we believe that is correct, though we might have called it a bodice.) And cherry-colored skirt, (guess we seen the same "a long time ago" at a ball in Baltimore,) horribly defaced by black lace trimming. Her head put us in mind of the snake-locks of Medusa.

Sarah Wright of Thomas street was robed in virgin white. Tom L. Nichols was not with her. But we must "hold up," and coclude with one or two

REMARKS - The Belvidere wore a set of diamonds presented to her by a southern gentleman, which cost him the nice little sum of $1500. She cannot receive aid from artificirls! [sic] her beauty is of a style that needs not decoration. The supper was recherche, glorious! unparalled! [sic] And this is all the space we can devote to this elegant, important, exciting affair.