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CALAI S.

HEN I had finish'd my dinner, and drank the King of France's health, to fatisfy my mind that I bore him no fpleen, but, on the contrary, high honour for the humanity of his temper-I rose up an inch taller for the accommodation.

-No-faid I-the Bourbon is by no means a cruel race: they may be mifled like other people; but there is a mildness in their blood. As I acknowledged this, I felt a fuffufion of a finer kind upon my cheek-more warm and friendly to man, than

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what Burgundy (at least of two livres a bottle, which was fuch as I had been drinking) could have produced.

-Juft God! faid I, kicking my portmanteau afide, what is there in this world's goods which should fharpen our spirits, and make so many kind-hearted brethren of us, fall out fo cruelly as we do by the way?

When man is at peace with man, how much lighter than a feather is the heaviest of metals in his hand! he pulls out his purse, and holding it airily and uncomprefs'd, looks round him, as if he fought for an object to fhare it with-In doing this, I felt B 3 every

every veffel in my frame dilate-the arteries beat all chearily together, and every power which sustained life, perform'd it with fo little friction, that 'twould have confounded the moft physical precieufe in France: with all her materialism, she could scarce have called me a machine

I'm confident, faid I to myself, I should have overfet her creed.

The acceffion of that idea, carried. nature, at that time, as high as fhe could go I was at peace with the world before, and this finish'd the treaty with myself

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-Now,

-Now, was I a King of France, cried I-what a moment for an orphan to have begg'd his father's portmanteau of me!

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I HAD scarce utter'd the words,

when a poor monk of the order of St. Francis came into the room to beg fomething for his convent. No man cares to have his virtues the fport of contingencies-or one man may be generous, as another man is puiffant-fed non, quo ad hanc-or be it as it may-for there is no regular reasoning upon the ebbs and flows of our humours; they may depend upon the fame causes, for ought I know, which influence the tides themselves-'twould oft be no dif

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