WHEN all is ready, and every article is disputed

and paid for in the inn, unless you are a little soured by the adventure, there is always a matter to compound at the door, before you can get into your chaise; and that is with the sons and daughters of Poverty, who surround you. Let no man say, <<< let them go to the devil »> »)— 'tis a cruel journey to send a few miserables; and they have had suf→ ferings enough without it. I always think it better to take a few sous out in my hand; and I would counsel every gentle traveller to do so likewise : he need not be so exact in setting down his motives for giving them they will be registered elsewhere.

For my own part, there is no man gives so little as I do; for few that I know have so little to give: but as this was the first public act of my charity in France, I took the more notice of it.

A well-a-way! said I, I have but eight sous in the world, shewing them in my hand, and there are eight poor men and eight poor women for them.

A poor tattered soul, without a shirt on, instantly withdrew his claim, by retiring two sleps out of the circle, and making a disqualifying bow on his part. Had the whole parterre cried out, Place aux Dames, with one voice, it would not

have conveyed the sentiment of a deference for the sex with half the effect.

Just heaven! for what wise reasons hast thou ordered it, that beggary and urbanity, which are at such variance in other countries, should find a way to be at unity in this?

-I insisted upon presenting him with a single sous, merely for his politesse.

A poor little dwarfish brisk fellow, who stood over-against me in the circle, putting something first under his arm, which had once been a hat, took his snuff-box out of his pocket, and generously offered a pinch on both sides of him : it was a gift of consequence, and modestly declined The poor little fellow pressed it upon them with a nod of welcomeness Prenez-en. - Prenez, said he, looking another way; so they each took a pinchPity thy box should ever want one! said I to my→ self; so I put a couple of sous into it — taking a small pinch out of his box, to enhance their value, as I did it He felt the weight of the second obligation more than that of the first — 'twas doing him an honour the other was only doing him a charity and he made me a bow down to the ground for it.

-Here! said I to an old soldier with one hand, who had been campaigned and worn out to death in the service here's a couple of sous for theeVive le Roi! said the old soldier.

I had then but three sous left: so I gave one,

simply pour l'amour de Dieu, which was the footing on which it was begged· The poor woman had a dislocated hip; so it could not be well upon any other motive.

Mon cher et très-charitable Monsieur-There's no opposing this, said I.

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Mylord Anglois the very sound was worth the money -so I gave my last sous for it. But in the eagerness of giving, I had overlooked a pauvre honteux, who had no one to ask a sous for him, and who, I believed, would have perished ere he could have asked one for himself: he stood by the chaise a little without the circle, and wiped a tear from a face which I thought had seen better days Good God! said I— and I have nol one single sous left to give him But you have a thousand! cried all the powers of nature, stirring within me so I gave himno matter whatI am ashamed to say how much, now and was ashamed to think how little, then: so if the reader can form any conjecture of my disposition, as these two fixed points are given him, he may judge within a livre or two what was the precise sum, I could afford nothing for the rest, but Dieu vous bénisse Et le bon Dieu vous bénisse encore → said the old soldier, the dwarf, etc. The pauvre honteux could say nothing. he pulled out a little handkerchief, and wiped his face as he turned away and I thought he thanked me more than them all.

H AVING settled all these little matters, I got into my post-chaise with more ease than ever I got into a post-chaise in my life; and La Fleur having got one large jack-boot on the far side of a little bidet*, and another on this (for I count nothing of his legs) he cantered away before me as happy and as perpendicular as a prince. —

- But what is happiness! what is grandeur in this painted scene of life! A dead ass, before we had got a league, put a sudden stop to La Fleur's career his bidet would not pass by it- a contention arose betwixt them, and the poor fellow was kicked out of his jack-boots the very first kick.

La Fleur bore his fall like a French Christian, saying neither more or less upon it, than. Diable! so presently got up, and came to the charge again astride his bidet, beating him up to it as he would have beat his drum.

The bidet flew from one side of the road to the other, then back again-then this way- then that way, and in short every way but by the dead ass. La Fleur insisted upon the thing and the

bidet threw him.

What's the matter, La Fleur, said I, with this bidet of thine?-Monsieur, said he, c'est un che * Post-horse.

val le plus opiniâtre du monde - Nay, if he is a conceited beast, he must go his own way, replied I-So La Fleur got off him, and giving him a good sound lash, the bidet took me at my word, and away he scampered back to Montreuil.

said La Fleur.

. Peste !

It is not mal-à-propos to take notice here, that tho' La Fleur availed himself but of two different terms of exclamation in this encounter. - namely, Diable! and Peste! that there are nevertheless three in the French language, like the positive, comparative, and superlative, one or the other of which serve for every unexpected throw of the dice in life.

Le Diable! which is the first and positive degree, is generally used upon ordinary emotions of the mind, where small things only fall out such as- . the contrary to your expectations throwing once doublets-La Fleur's being kicked off his horse, and so forth - cuckoldom, for the same reason, is always - Le Diable !

But in cases where the cast has something provoking in it, as in that of the bidet's running away after, and leaving La Fleur aground in jackboots . -'tis the second degree.

"Tis then Peste!

And for the third

But here my heart is wrung with pity and fellow-feeling, when I reflect what miseries must have been their lot, and how bitterly so refined a