THE LETTER. MADAME, Je fuis penetré de la douleur la plus vive, et reduit en même tems, au defespoir par ce retour inprevû du Corporal qui rend notre entrevue de ce foir la Chofe du monde la plus impoffible. Mais vive la joie! et toute la mienne fera de penfer à Vous. L'amour n'eft rien fans fentiment. Et le fentiment est encore moins fans amour. On dit qu'on ne doit jamais fe defefperer. On dit auffi que Monfieur te Corporal monte la garde Mecredi: alors ce fera mon tour. Chacun a fon tour. En wrong - It was but changing the Corporal into the Count and faying nothing about mounting guard on Wednesday and the letter was neither right nor fo to gratify the poor fellow, who itood trembling for my honour, his own, and the honour of his letter, I took the cream gently off it, and whipping it up in my own way I feal'd it up and fent him with it to Madame de L and the next morning we purfued our journey to Paris. PA PARIS. When a man can conteft the point by dint of equipage, and carry on all floundering before him with half a dozen lackies and a couple of cooks 'tis very well in fuch a place as Paris drive in at which end of a street he will, he may A poor prince who is weak in cavalry, and whose whole infantry does not exceed a fingle man, had beft quit the field; and fignalize himself in the cabinet, if he can get up into it - I fay up into it. for there is no defcending perpendicular amongst 'em with a "Me voici! mes enfans” here I am whatever many may think. I own my firft fenfations, as foon as I was left folitary and alone in my own chamber in the hôtel, were far from being fo flattering as I had prefigured them. I walked up gravely to the window in my dufty black coat, and looking through the glafs faw all the world in yellow, blue, and green, running at the ring of pleasure. The old with broken lances, and in helmets which had loft their vizards the young in armour bright which fhone like gold, beplumed with each gay feather of the east all all all tilting at it like fafcinated knights in tournaments of yore for fame and love, Alas, poor Yorick cried I, what art thou doing here? On the very firft onset of all this glittering clatter, thou art reduced to an atom feek feek fome winding alley, with a tourniquet at the end of it, where chariot never rolled or flambeau fhot its rays there thou mayeft folace thy foul in converfe sweet with fome kind griffet of a barber's wife, and get into fuch coteries! May I perifh! if I do, faid I, pulling out the letter which I had to prefent to Madame de R. I'll wait upon this lady, the very first thing I do. So I called La Fleur to go feek me a barber directly and come back and brush my coat. THE THE WIG. PARIS. When the barber came, he abfolutely refufed to have any thing to do with my wig: 'twas either above or below his art: I had nothing to do, but to take one ready made of his own recommendation. stand. But I fear, friend! faid I, this buckle won't You may immerge it, replied he, into the ocean, and it will stand What a great fcale is every thing upon in this city! thought I The utmost stretch of an English periwig-maker's ideas could have gone no further than to have "dipped it into a pail of water" What difference! 'tis like time to eternity. I confefs I do hate all cold conceptions, as I do the puny ideas which engender them; and am generally fo ftruck with the great works of nature, that for my own part, if I could help it, I never would make a comparison lefs than a mountain at least. that can be faid against the French fublime in this inftance of it, is this that the grandeur is more in the word; and lefs in the thing. No doubt the All ocean |