"THIS week I came home from Paris. I have brought you a little box, which I thought pretty; but I know not whether it is properly a snuff-box, or a box for some other use. I will send it when I can find an opportunity. I have been through the whole journey remarkably well. My fellow-travellers were the same whom you saw at Lichfield, only we took Baretti with us. Paris is not so fine a place as you would expect. The palaces and churches, however, are very splendid and magnificent; and what would please you, there are many very fine pictures; but I do not think their way of life commodious or pleasant. "Let me know how your health has been all this while. I hope the fine summer has given you strength sufficient to encounter the winter. "Make my compliments to all my friends; and, if your fingers will let you, write to me, or let your maid write, if it be troublesome to you. I am, dear madam, "Your most affectionate humble servant, "Nov. 16, 1775." "SAM. JOHNSON." TO THE SAME. 66 DEAR MADAM, "SOME weeks ago I wrote to you, to tell you that I was just come home from a ramble, and hoped that I should have heard from you. I am afraid winter has laid hold on your fingers and hinders you from writing. However, let somebody write, if you cannot, 1 There can be no doubt that many years previous to 1775, he corresponded with this lady who was his step-daughter, but none of his earlier letters to her have been preserved. [Since the death of the author, several of Johnson's letters to Mrs. Lucy Porter, written before 1775, were obligingly communicated by the Rev. Dr. Vyse to Mr. Malone, and are printed in the present edition. M.] and tell me how you do, and a little of what has happened at Lichfield among our friends. I hope you are all well. "When I was in France, I thought myself growing young, but am afraid that cold weather will take part of my new vigour from me. Let us, however, take care of ourselves, and lose no part of our health by negligence. "I never knew whether you received the Commentary on the New Testament, and the Travels, and the glasses. "Do, my dear love, write to me; and do not let us forget each other. This is the season of good wishes, and I wish you all good. I have not lately seen Mr. Porter, nor heard of him. Is he with you? "Be pleased to make my compliments to Mrs. Adey, and Mrs. Cobb, and all my friends; and when I can do any good, let me know. I am, dear madam, "Yours most affectionately, "SAM. JOHNSON." "December, 1775." It is to be regretted, that he did not write an account of his travels in France; for as he is reported to have once said, "that he could write the Life of a Broomstick," so, notwithstanding so many former travellers have exhausted almost every subject for remark in that great kingdom, his very accurate observation, and peculiar vigour of thought and illustration, would have produced a valuable work. During his visit to it, which lasted but about two months, he wrote notes or minutes of what he saw. He promised to shew me them, but I neglected to put him in mind of it; and the greatest part of them has been lost, or perhaps, destroyed in a precipitate burning of his papers a few days before his death, which must ever be lamented: one small paper-book, however, entitled "FRANCE II." has been preserved, and is in my possession. It is a diurnal register of his life and observations, from the 10th 1 Son of Mrs. Johnson, by her first husband. of October to the 4th of November, inclusive, being twenty-six days, and shews an extraordinary attention to various minute particulars. Being the only memorial of this tour that remains, my readers, I am confident, will peruse it with pleasure, though his notes are very short, and evidently written only to assist his own recollection. "OCT. 10. Tuesday. We saw the Ecole Militaire, in which one hundred and fifty young boys are educated for the army. They have arms of different sizes, according to the age;-flints of wood. The building is very large, but nothing fine except the councilroom. The French have large squares in the windows; they make good iron palisades. Their meals are gross. "We visited the Observatory, a large building of a great height. The upper stones of the parapet very large, but not cramped with iron. The flat on the top is very extensive; but on the insulated part there is no parapet. Though it was broad enough, I did not care to go upon it. Maps were printing in one of the rooms. "We walked to a small convent of the Fathers of the Oratory. In the reading-desk of the refectory lay the lives of the Saints. "Oct. 11. Wednesday. We went to see Hôtel de Chatlois, a house not very large, but very elegant. One of the rooms was gilt to a degree that I never saw before. The upper part for servants and their masters was pretty. "Thence we went to Mr. Monville's, a house divided into small apartments, furnished with effeminate and minute elegance.-Porphyry. "Thence we went to St. Roque's church, which is very large-The lower part of the pillars incrusted with marble. Three chapels behind the high altar;the last a mass of low arches.-Altars, I believe all round. VOL. III. "We passed through Place de Vendôme, a fine square about as big as Hanover-square.-Inhabited by the high families.-Lewis XIV. on horseback in the middle. Monville is the son of a farmer-general. In the house of Chatlóis is a room furnished with japan, fitted up in Europe. "We dined with Boccage, the Marquis Blanchetti, and his lady. The sweetmeats taken by the Marchioness Blanchetti, after observing that they were dear. Mr. Le Roy, Count Manucci, the Abbé, the Prior, and Father Wilson, who staid with me, till I took him home in the coach. "Bathiani is gone. "The French have no laws for the maintenance of their poor.-Monk not necessarily a priest.-Benedictines rise at four;-are at church an hour and half; at church again half an hour before, half an hour after dinner; and again from half an hour after seven to eight. They may sleep eight hours.-Bodily labour wanted in monasteries. "The poor taken to hospitals, and miserably kept. -Monks in the convent fifteen-accounted poor. "Oct. 12. Thursday. We went to the Gobelins.— Tapestry makes a good picture ;-imitates flesh exactly. One piece with a gold ground :—the birds not exactly coloured.-Thence we went to the King's cabinet; very neat, not, perhaps, perfect.-Gold ore.Candles of the candle-tree.-Seeds.-Woods.-Thence to Gagnier's house, where I saw rooms nine, furnished with a profusion of wealth and elegance which I never had seen before.-Vases.-Pictures.-The dragon china.—The lustre said to be of crystal, and to have cost 3,5001.-The whole furniture said to have cost 125,0001.-Damask hangings covered with pictures.-Porphyry. This house struck me.-Then we waited on the ladies to Monville's.-Captain Irwin with us.1Spain. County towns all beggars.-At Dijon he could not find the way to Orleans.-Cross roads of France 1 The rest of this paragraph appears to be a minute of what I was told by Captain Irwin, very bad.-Five soldiers.-Woman.-Soldiers escaped. -The Colonel would not lose five men for the death of one woman.-The magistrate cannot seize a soldier but by the Colonel's permission.-Good inn at Nismes.Moors of Barbary fond of Englishmen.-Gibraltar eminently healthy ;-it has beef from Barbary.-There is a large garden.-Soldiers sometimes fall from the rock. "Oct. 13. Friday. I staid at home all day, only went to find the prior, who was not at home. I read some- • thing in Canus.1-Nec admiror, nec multum laudo. "Oct. 14. Saturday. We went to the house of Mr. Argenson, which was almost wainscotted with lookingglasses, and covered with gold. The ladies' closet wainscotted with large squares of glass over painted paper. They always place mirrors to reflect their rooms. "Then we went to Julien's, the Treasurer of the Clergy -30,000l. a year.-The house has no very large room, but is set with mirrors, and covered with gold.-Books of wood here, and in another library. 66 At D********'s I looked into the books in the lady's closet, and, in contempt, shewed them to Mr. T. -Prince Titi; Bibl. des Fees, and other books.-She was offended, and shut up, as we heard afterwards, her apartment. "Then we went to Julien Le Roy, the King's watchmaker, a man of character in his business, who shewed a small clock made to find the longitude.-A decent man. "Afterwards we saw the Palais Marchand, and the Courts of Justice, civil and criminal.-Queries on the Sellette. This building has the old Gothick passages, and a great appearance of antiquity-Three hundred prisoners sometimes in the gaol. - "Much disturbed; hope no ill will be.2 1 Melchior Canus, a celebrated Spanish Dominican, who died at Toledo, in 1560. He wrote a treatise De Locis Theologicis, in twelve books. 2 This passage, which so many think superstitious, reminds me of Archbishop Laud's Diary. |