respect of grandeur or beauty. What
then was it which rendered them so in-
teresting? I answer, Novelty, which
never fails to give an interest to ob-
jects that have nothing else to re-
commend them, and is a principal
source of the pleasures that we de-
rive from foreign travel. Mr. Ad
dison, in his ingenious and elegant
theory on the Pleasures of the Ima-
gination, justly considers Novelty as
one source of the pleasurable emo-
tions excited in the mind by the view
of outward objects; and this plea-
sure I felt in a considerable degree
on the first view of the French coast,
and the town of Calais. Our vessel
could not approach the harbour on
account of the tide; but the passen.
gers were glad to debark in small
boats that put out for that purpose-
an accommodation for which we paid
immoderately. But let me not talk
of exactions at Calais, while Dover
stands confest. It is true, I have ex-
perienced more impositions abroad
than at home, from the circumstance
of my being a stranger; but in no
foreign sea-ports have I ever wit.
nessed a greater propensity to cheat
than in our own; and you are certainly
cheated with more politeness in France
than in England. The contrast be-
tween the two sides of the water, al-
though but a run of twenty-one miles,
is very striking in every respect; as
also between this part of the Conti-
nent, and where I landed on my for-
mer tour, namely, at Helvoetsluys, on
the coast of Holland. It seems proba-
ble that the French and English coasts
along the straits of Dover, were ori-
ginally formed (at what period in the
history of our globe would be hard
to say) by a violent disruption of Na-
ture; as, indeed, the appearance of
the cliffs on each side would seem to
indicate. When I set foot on the
Quay, I was shewn the spot where
Louis the XVIIIth landed on his re-
storation in 1814. The shape and
measure of his foot are precisely
marked upon the pavement, opposite
to which stands an obelisk, with an
inscription commemorative of the
event. We were assailed on the quay
by waiters from the various hotels,
recommending their respective houses
with clamorous dia. They were all
eager to lay hold of the skirt of an
Englishman-and happy was the man
who had the address to inarch off in

triumph with an English guest. Upon
hearing a voice in the crowd saying,
"Oui, Monsieur, par ici, à l'Hotel de
Dessine," I inquired if that was the
very hotel which makes such a figure
and
in Sterne's Sentimental Journey;
on being assured that it was, I de-
sired to be conducted thither at a
venture, without knowing how I was
to be accommodated. I had the good
fortune to find very comfortable ac-
commodations there; but I reserve
my account of occurrences at Calais,
and of my journey from thence to
Brussels, till my next letter.
Yours, &c.

Mr. URBAN,

A. M.

Dec. 20.

THE following extract from the Cambridge Chronicle," Dec. 8, will, I trust, be acceptable to your classical and antiquarian readers, and particularly to those who are, or have been, members of the University of Cambridge. Not having leisure at present, I will, at some future opportunity, send you a copy of the inscription, and a sketch of the marble.

Yours, &c. RICHMONDIENSIS."

“On Wednesday (Dec. 6,) at the Eongregation in the Senate-house, the Rev. Bridges Harvey, M. A. of Jesus College, presented to the University a very valuable Marble, with a long Greek inscription, to be added to the collection

of Greek marbles in the vestibule of the Public Library. It was found about the middle of the last century, between Smyrna and Ephesus, at a village called Segyceque, and brought to England by Captain Thomas Morley. The inscription sets forth, that it was erected in honour of Crato, a musician, by the Society of Grecian Tragedians and Comedians; who are called Artists of Bacchus in Ionia and the Hellespont. Some account of this inscription was published in an Appendix to the Oxford Marbles; but its evident reference to the Greek Theatre, and the important evidence it affords, as to the proper application of the name Hellespont, has never been noticed. The date of it corresponds with the year 149 before the Christian era."

In page 88, you mention a Mrs. Tootle as niece of the Earl of Kinsale.. I suspect the relationship and title are equally incorrect. Lord Kinsale's dignity is that of a Baron, and I never heard of his alliance to the Tootles-it is not at least mentioned in his printed S. H. C. pedigree.

Mr.