THE SWORD.

RENNES.

WHEN states and empires have their periods of declension, and feel, in their turns what distress and poverty is, I stop not to tell the causes which gradually brought the house of d'E, in Brittany, into decay. The Marquis d'E- had fought up against his condition with great firmness; wishing to preserve, and still shew to the world, some little fragments of what his ancestors had been their indiscretions had put it out of his power. There was enough left for the little exigencies of obscurity. But he had two boys who looked up to him for light; he thought they deserved it. He had tried his sword, not open the way, the mounting was too expensive, and simple economy was not a match for it: there was no resource but commerce.

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In any other province in France saving Brittany, this was smiting the root for ever of the little tree his pride and affection wished to see re-blossom. But, in Brittany, there being a provision for this, he availed himself of it; and, taking an occasion when the States were assembled at Rennes, the Marquis, attended with his two boys, entered the court; and having pleaded the right of an ancient law of the duchy, which, though seldom claimed, he said, was no less in force, he took his sword from his side; Here, said he, take it; and be trusty guardians of it till better times put me in condition to reclaim it.

The president accepted the Marquis's sword; he

staid a few minutes to see it deposited in the archives of his house, and departed.

The Marquis and his whole family embarked the next day for Martinico, and, in about nineteen or twenty years of successful application to business, with some unlooked-for bequests from distant branches of his house, returned home to reclaim his nobility, and to support it.

It was an incident of good fortune, which will never happen to any traveller but a sentimental one, that I should be at Rennes at the very time of this solemn requisition. I call it solemn it was so to me.

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The Marquis entered the court with his whole family: he supported his lady; his eldest son supported his sister, and his youngest was at the other extreme of the line next his mother; he put his handkerchief to his face twice.

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There was a dead silence. When the Marquis had approached within six paces of the tribunal, he gave the Marchioness to his youngest son, and advancing three steps before his family he reclaimed his sword. His sword was given him: and the moment he got it into his hand, he drew it almost out of the scabbard: 'twas the shining face of a friend he had once given up: he looked attentively along it, beginning at the hilt, as if to see whether it was the same, when observing a little rust which it had contracted near the point, he brought it near his eye, and bending his head down over it, I think I saw a tear fall upon the place,-I could not be deceived by what followed.

"I shall find," said he, "some other way to get it off."

When the Marquis had said this, he returned his sword into its scabbard, made a bow to the guardians of it, and, with his wife and daughter, and his two sons following him, walked out.

O how I envied his feelings!

THE PASSPORT.

VERSAILLES.

I FOUND no difficulty in getting admittance to Monsieur le Comte de B The set of Shakspeare was laid upon the table, and he was tumbling them over. I walked up close to the table, and giving first such a look at the books as to make him conceive I knew what they were, I told him I had come without any one to present me, knowing I should meet with a friend in his apartment, who, I trusted, would do it for me. -It is my countryman, the great Shakspeare, said I, pointing to his works, et ayez la bonté, mon cher ami, apostrophizing his spirit, added I, de me faire cet

honneur-la.

The Count smiled at the singularity of the introduction; and seeing I looked a little pale and sickly, insisted upon my taking an arm chair; so I sat down; and to save him conjectures upon a visit so out of all rule, I told him simply of the incident in the bookseller's shop, and how that had impelled me rather to go to him with the story of a little embarrassment I was under, than to any other man in France. . . . And what is your embarrassment? let me hear it, said the Count. So I told him the story just as I have told it the

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And the master of my hotel, said I, as I concluded it, will needs have it, Monsieur le Comte, that I should be sent to the Bastile; but I have no apprehensions, continued I, for, in falling into the hands of the most polished people in the world, and being conscious I was a true man, and not come to spy the nakedness of the land, I scarce thought I lay at their mercy. It does not suit the gallantry of the French, Monsieur le Comte, said I, to shew it against invalids.

An animated blush came into the Count de B's cheeks as I spoke this Ne craignez rien Don't fear, said he.... Indeed I don't, replied I again. — Besides, continued I, a little sportingly, I have come laughing all the way from London to Paris; and I do not think Monsieur le Duc de Choiseul is such an enemy to mirth as to send me back crying for my pains.

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My application to you, Monsieur le Comte de (making him a low bow) is to desire he will not. The Count heard me with great good-nature, or I had not said half as much, and once or twice said, C'est bien dit. So I rested my cause there, and determined to say no more about it.

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The Count led the discourse: we talked of indifferent things, of books, and politics, and men; and then of women. God bless them all! much discourse about them, there is not a man upon earth who loves them so much as I do. After all the foibles I have seen, and all the satires I have read against them, still I love them; being firmly persuaded that a man who has not a sort of an affection for the whole sex is incapable of ever loving a single one as he ought.

Eh bien; Monsieur l'Anglois, said the Count, gaily; you are not come to spy the nakedness of the land; I believe you; ni encore, I dare say, that of our women: but permit me to conjecture, if par hazard, they fell into your way, that the prospect would not affect you.

I have something within me which cannot bear the shock of the least indecent insinuation: in the sportability of chit-chat I have often endeavoured to conquer it, and with infinite pain have hazarded a thousand things to a dozen of the sex together, the least of which I could not venture to a single one to gain Heaven.

Excuse me, Monsieur le Comte, said I: as for the nakedness of your land, if I saw it, I should cast my eyes over it with tears in them; and for that of your women (blushing at the idea he had excited in me) I am so evangelical in this, and have such a fellowfeeling for whatever is weak about them, that I would cover it with a garment, if I knew how to throw it on; but I could wish, continued I, to spy the nakedness of their hearts, and, through the different disguises. of customs, climates, and religion, find out what is good in them to fashion my own by; and, therefore, am I

come.

It is for this reason, Monsieur le Comte, continued I, that I have not seen the Palais Royal nor the Luxembourg, nor the Façade of the Louvre, nor have attempted to swell the catalogues we have of pictures, statues, and churches. I conceive every fair being as a temple, and would rather enter in, and see the original drawings, and loose sketches, hung up in it, than the Transfiguration of Raphael itself.