little ftick upon the bundle-He gave a deep fighI saw the iron enter into his foul-I burst into tears I could not fuftain the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn - I started up from my chair, and calling La Fleur, I bid him bespeak me a remife, and have it ready at the door of the hotel by nine in the morning.

-I will go directly, faid I, myself, to Monfieur le Duc de Choiseul.

La Fleur would have put me to bed; but, not willing he should see any thing 'upon my cheek which would coft the honeft fellow a heart-ache- I told him I would go to bed by myself — and bid him go do the fame.

I Got into my remise the hour I pròpofed: La Fleur got up behind, and I bid the coachman make the beft of his way to Verfailles.

As there was nothing in this road, or rather nothing which I look for in travelling, I cannot fill up the blank better than with a short history of this self-same bird, which became the subject of the laft chapter.

was

Whilft the Honourable Mr. *** waiting for a wind at Dover, it had been caught upon the cliffs before it could well fly, by an English lad who was his groom; who, not caring to deftroy it, had taken it in his breaft into the packet — and by courfe of feeding it, and taking it once under his protection, in a day or two grew fond of it, and got it safe along with him to Paris.

At Paris the lad had laid out a livre in a little cage for the ftarling, and as he had little to do better the five months his mafter ftaid there, he taught it, in his mother's tongue, the four fimple words— (and no more) to which I owned myself fo much its debtor.

Upon his mafter's going on for Italythe lad had given it to the mafter of the hotel-But his little fong for liberty being in an unknown language at Paris, the bird had little or no ftore set by him- so

La Fleur bought both him and his cage. for me for a bottle of Burgundy.

In my return from Italy, I brought him with me to the country in whose language he had learn'd his notes — and

telling the ftory of him to Lord A—, Lord A begged the bird of me;-in a week, Lord A gave him to Lord B-; Lord B made a prefent of him to Lord C-; and Lord C's gentleman fold him to Lord D's for a fhilling-Lord D gave him to Lord E-, and fo on-half round the alphabet-From that rank he passed into the lower house, and passed the hands of as many commoners But as all these wanted to get in- and my bird wanted to get out he had almoft as little ftore fet by him in London as in Paris.

It is impoffible but many of my readers muft have heard of him; and if any, by mere chance, have ever seen him, -I beg leave to inform them, that that bird was my bird or fome vile copy set up to represent him.

I have nothing farther to add upon him, but that from that time to this, I Vol. II.

have borne this poor ftarling as the creft to my arms. --- Thus :

And let the heralds officers twift his neck about, if they dare.

THE ADDRESS.

VERSAILLES.

I SHOULD not like to have my enemy take a view of my mind, when I am going to afk protection of any man; for which reason, I generally endeavour to protect myfelf; but this going to Monfieur le Duc de C*** was an act of compulsion - had it been an act of choice, I fhould have done it, I fuppose, like other people.

How many mean plans of dirty address, ás I went along, did my fervile heart form! I deferved the Baftile for every one of them. Then nothing would ferve me, when I got within fight of Verfailles, but putting words and fentences together, and conceiving attitudes and tones to wreath myself into Monfieur le Duc de C***'s good graces-This will do, said I-Juft as well, retorted I again, as a coat carried up to him by an adventurous taylor, without taking his measure-Fool! continued Ifee Monfieur le Duc's face firft-observe what character is written in it; take notice