did it-He felt the weight of the fecond obligation more than that of the firft '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! faid I to an old foldier with one hand, who had been campaign'd and worn out to death in the fervice-here's a couple of fous for thee-Vive le Roi! faid the old foldier. I had then but three fous left: fo I gave one, fimply pour l'amour de Dieu, which was the footing on which it was begg'd-The poor woman had a diflocated hip; fo it could not be well upon any other motive. Mon cher et tres charitable Monfieur !— There's no oppofing this, faid I...... My My Lord Anglois- the very found was worth the money-fo I gave my laft fous for it. But in the eagerness of giving, I had overlook'd a pauvre honteux, who had no one to ask a fous for him, and who, I believed, would have perifh'd, ere he could have afk'd one for himself: he flood by the chaife a little without the circle, and wiped a tear from a face which I thought had feen better days-Good God! faid Iand I have not one fingle fous left to give him-But you have a thousand! cried all the powers of nature, stirring within me-fo I gave him-no matter what I am afhamed to fay how much, now-and was afhamed to think, how little, then: fo if the reader can form any conjecture of my difpofition, as these two fixed points are given him, he may judge within a livre or two what was the precife fun. I could afford nothing for the reft, but, Dieu vous beniffe-et le bon Dieu vous beniffe encore faid the old foldier, the dwarf, &c. The pauvre honteux could fay nothing-he pull'd out a little handkerchief, and wiped his face as he turned away-and I thought he thank'd me more than them all, THE BIDET. HAVING AVING fettled all thefe little matters, I got into my poft-chaife with more ease than ever I got into a poft-chaife in my life; and La Fleur having got one large jackboot on the far fide of a little bidet*, and another on this (for I count nothing of his legs)-he canter'd away before me as happy and as perpendicular as a prince. But what is happiness! what is grandeur in this painted fcene of life! A dead afs, before we had got a league, put a fudden ftop to La Fleur's career— his bidet would not pafs by it-a contention arose betwixt them, and the poor Poft-horse. fellow fellow was kick'd out of his jack-boots the very first kick. La Fleur bore his fall like a French chriftian, faying neither moret or lefs upon it, than, Diable! fo presently got up and came to the charge again aftride his bidet, beating him up to it as he would have beat his drum. The bidet flew from one fide of the road to the other, then back again then this way-then that way, and in fhort every way but by the dead afs. -La Fleur infifted upon the thing-and the bidet threw him. What's the matter, La Fleur, faid I, with this bidet of thine? Monfieur, faid he, c'eft le cheval le plus opiniatré du monde-Nay, if he is a conceited beast, he muft go his own way, replied G |