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Villeneuve ; Sept. 14, 1816. yet why do I call the Eloise a fiction ? My dear Madam,
It must not be called a work of imagiuaIT T is oight,- I have just arrived at tion, it is so perfect a copy of an origio
this village. We quitted Lausanne al ; it is so pure a reflection of human between eleven and twelve o'clock this feelings and actions, that we exclaim inmorning; a pure sky was expanded voluntarily—“ Rousseau is not indebted throughout the hemisphere. Another day to his imagination for this, but to his of sunshine and of joy has passed, leav- heart." ing such vivid traces of the delicious in We had heard of the magnitude and tensity of my happiness, that my remem- impetuosity of the Vevaise, which rises brance of it will be as inerasible as the in the Gruyere mountains, and flows wild and stupendous scenes through into the Lake at Vevai. We listened which I have passed. A current of as we advanced, and expected that the transport has coursed my veins through- hoarse voice of the river-god would saout the day. I have sighed. I have lute our ears long before we approached been speechless with joy. I did not bis presence. We entered the town; suppose that the human frame was capa- we stood on the centre of the bridge, and ble, for hours in succession, of enjoyment beheld the bed of the Vevaise. How so exquisite, and I feel confident, that surprised were we to find that a feeble the scenery of Switzerland alone can current only marked the course of the generate such emotions : even while I river ; yet all around this current, this write, recollection realizes my transports, playful streain that lives only in quiesand my eyes are filled with tears of joy : cence and sunshine, this offspring of the may these sensations visit my frame in river-deity, we beheld traces of the powafter years, when age shall rob my limbs er and impetuosity of the parent—of the of their vigour, and circumscribe the mountain-torrent, whose voice appals feeble efforts of exercise to a garden, an —whose strength is irresistible ! orchard, and its adjoining copse! I traversed the town ; my mind was
Our route lay on the borders of the filled with the recollection of the senLake ; its gently-agitated waters were timents, which no lips but those of an expanded before us, glittering in the sun. Eloise and a St. Preux could breathe. shine. Beyond the Lake rose the rug. I thought of them only; of beings whose ged Alps of Savoy, towering to an im- frames were agitated by feelings the mense height ; their sides, for the most most wild, yet the most refined, delicate, part, veiled in shade, and partially cov- and intellectual : of those who had picered with snow ; not a trace of vegeta- tured to themselves an existence, whose tion decorated their craggy summits. joys would for ever partake of the meriOn our left, rich vineyards clothed the dian intensity; for it is only in the sides of the mountains, and were ex- morning of life when our sensations have tended as far as our eyes could trace the untiring activity which novelty bethem.
gets, when the frame is verging towards We passed Lutri, Cuilli, and St. Sa- a maturity of strength and beauty, when porin, on our way to Vevai and Clarens, the blood seems to gush through the wbich, you may well believe, we were veins with the velocity of light, and its most anxious to arrive at, however de- “rapids" burry our imagination through lighted we were by every object which regions of enchantment, that we picture lay around us. My mind was for ever to ourselves that visionary, unbroken occupied with the recollection of that happiness, the offspring of inexperience, inaster-work of genius, which is not the from the pursuit of which we at length less delightful because it is fictitious: turn with languor, dejection, and despai,
(534 when we discover the alloy which is in- chamois is hunted ; and spoke of a valseparable from unregulated fruition. ley among the mountains, not far distant,
As I gazed around me, I could not where some plants are found which are but exclaim, “On such a spot, sur- no-where discoverable but on the sumrounded by luxuriant vineyards ; the mits of the Alps. In this valley have quiet and delicious scenery which the resided a race of beings who, from sire opening between the mountains pre- to son, have never quitted the scenes sents ; a widely-spreading and quiet of their nativity ; knowledge has not, by lake, bounded by an outline presenting inflaming their imaginations, generated the reverse of all these—the craggy in- the desire of change. They are fortuaccessible Alps ;-here the language of nate, indeed, who are incapable of conenthusiasm is that of truth and nature.” ceiving a state of happiness more per
We entered the great square, the south fect than that which they enjoy, : transside of which opens upon the Lake : ported, as I now am, I almost envy here we beheld the rocks of Meillerie, those whose lives are so fixed, so quifrom which the unwearied gaze of St. escent, so insulated. Preux was fixed upon this spot. How We proceeded to the bridge of Monfortunate was he that distance prevented treux, and from its summit looked down him from dissguishing the particular upon the torrent; it was roaring and object which he endeavoured to behold, foaming as it rushed impetuously through since more was left to the visions of im- its rocky bed, at a fearful depth below agination.
us. The height on which I stood, and The heat became intense as we ap- the wildness of the current, made me proached Clarcus ; had my existence shrink from the fixed attention to that been merely animal, I should involunta- which I afterwards returned to contemrily have sought shelter at Vevai, but plate, not with less emotion, but with excessive happiness thrilled me-my less dread. I could not trace it far up heart bounded within my breast : what the mountain ; it was concealed by an I beheld excited joy; but imagination almost perpendicular wood, which hung hurried me from these objects to its own on its side. Never shall I forget the mysterious regions of beatitude; an sensation which I experienced when I indescribable transport,
before unfelt, first bent over the parapet of the bridge ; uodreamt of, pervaded every artery of I glanced at the torrent,-my eyes my frame. We entered Clarens, more shrunk from its overwhelming volume, memorable for its bower, where the ima- and clung to the rich underwood which ginary St. Preux was surprised by a lay on its banks ; a mixed feeling of bliss surpassing perfect happiness,* than dread and delight convulsed me : you for having been at one time the actual may have felt the same, but never so residence of Rousseau ; such is the ma- intensely. gical power of genius!
We did not resume the road whick We had not long quitted Clarens we had quitted, but continued our walk when we met an old Swiss, whom we to Villeneuve, through the church-yard, found intelligent and most willing to of Montreux, and by a slanting pathcommunicate all that he conceived we way cut on the precipitous declivity of should be interested in knowing : he the mountain-side. This track conwas pleased by our eager inquiries, and ducted us through orchards, meadows, our humble mode of travelling proved and fields of India wheat. I could not that we had visited, con amore, his na- have conceived the possibility of the tive lakes and mountains. He directed cultivation of uplands so fearfully obour steps to the village of Montreux, lique, had I not beheld the peasantry on the mountain side, and particularly making hay; bad I not seen the closelyto a bridge thrown over a mountain- mown orchard, with its trees bending torrent : he pointed to the snow-covered with fruit, and beheld the ripened wheat heights, among which, he said, the drooping and threatening parturition.
Among these scenes we frequently be* See the Eloise - Letter 14. held the self-planted beech spreading its
355] Swiss Scenery.-- Restitution of Foreign Books, Manuscripts, 8c. [536 thick and impenetrable branches, and pining and of hopelessness. I thought the light ash, with its thin and sunny of that period when the meek, the phifoliage. The orchard appeared to be losophic, the enlightened, Michael Serseparated from the corn or bay field, vetus, became the victim of the crafty, by irregular traces of rich underwood, cold-hearted, Calvin. When will men which were
discover that religion does not con
sist in the belief of that which sur“ Hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild ;"
passes their comprehension, and in
the persecution, or hatred, at least, for, although the effects of cultivation of those who do not believe, yet court lay all around us, yet was there so little conviction? When will they perceive art, so faint a shew of violence in the that its divine essence consists in kindcontroul of Nature, that she still ap- heartedness, in generosity, in highmindpeared to be almost unlicenced in her edness, in the cultivation of intellect, in liberty,
promoting the happiness of a community The sun was declining as we wound if we possess genius, and that of our among these enchanting scenes, but his family and friends if we have it not? slanting rays lighted up the rich verdure During the time that the foregoing of the grass and the luxuriant foliage of gloomy reflections were occupying my the trees with unusual brilliancy. The mind, the shades of evening were deepmurmuring of a thousand cascades, ening on the Lake, and enfolding in " above, below, and all around" us, their embrace the objects immediately some crossing our path, others sparkling on its borders; while the Alps, which through rich underwood, or rippling at tower above it, were enveloped in tints its side ; the gentle dashing of the waves of purple light. Rousseau has faithfully of the Lake, whose sound was " by and beautifully described, in his Eloise, distance made more sweet ;" and the this effect of the setting sun on the moursong of the grass-hopper, sometimes at tain summits, This is, indeed, a region our feet, at other times so far removed of enchantment; it presents objects not as to be almost inaudible, yielded deli- embraced by the most sublimated ficcious music : for these unregulated tions of poetic genius! I looked to sounds-differing, yet not uncongenial, wards the Jura mountains; the sun had -were to me most musical.
just supk below their summits. We Through the trees we saw below us walked on, scarcely a word passed our the dark towers of the insulated castle of lips ; we were too much delighted to Chillon, reflected on the bosom of the converse, for we despaired to commuLake : These objects awoke a train of nicate, and feared to disturb our happipainful reflections, and proved bow en- ness. The approach of night, that coutirely our happiness is out of our power, cealed those charms wbich had so transand that we are wholly the creatures of ported us from our eager and ungratified circumstance. I thought of that san- gaze, could not deprive us of the delight guinary era, when the ardor of religious which the sight of them had created. reform violated the laws of justice and Never-never did I experience-never humanity--when the residents of the can I hope again to feel such beartborders of this Lake became infuriate boundings : never was I so purely dewith the unchristian zeal of persecution lighted. -when this castle was the scene of Adieu ! Adieu !
From the New Monthly Magazine.
Oct. 29, 1815. long been distributed in their respective TH WHEY are still busy at the royal li- classes among half a million of volumes
, brary in selecting and delivering up this is a herculean labour, on which acthe books which belonged to the con- count the library has this year prolonged quered countries.
As these works had its vacations till November. The Bur
New Method of engraving Maps French Protestants.
gundian library as it was called, from religious war. This misrepresentation Brussels, is returning for the second time is strongly condemned by the author of from Paris to that city : the first resti- a small tract just published, who details tation was in the reigu of Louis XV. all the persecutions which the royal parMany books will certainly not be re- ty in the department of the Gard had to covered; for during the Revolution the suffer during the short usurpation of Buoforeigo libraries were intermixed with naparte, and which furnish an excuse, if those of the suppressed convents in ex- not a justification for their hostility. The tensive depots at Paris. One of these national guards who to the very last condepots contained not fewer than 200,000 tinued faithful to the Duke d’Angouvolumes. Hence the libraries of the lême, were hunted down like wild beasts various authorities in the country were by the savage Buonapartists; they were supplied. Many a private person who fired upon, driven from all human habipossessed some influence also selected tations into the woods, or dragged away what be thought proper from these col- to prison, while the populace was instilections, and many of the books which gated to insult and maltreat them. The remained were sold to dealers.
author admits, that among the ProtesThe restitution of the manuscripts is tants there were more Buonapartists than effected with greater facility, as their royalists, but most positively denies that number is not so considerable : most of any of them were persecuted as Protesthem are therefore already delivered to tants. Those only, whether Catholics their respective owners. In addition to or Protestants, who, during the short petheirs the Bavarians have taken 36 man- riod of terror, had persecuted the paruscripts which near two centuries since tisans of the King with such fury, were were conveyed with the Heidelberg li- chastised on the return of his Majesty brary to Rome, and originally belonged by their exasperated fellow-citizens, beto them. Who would then have ima- fore the magistrates had time to intergined that the Bavarians would by con- fere. Fortunately, not many such acts quest recover these literary treasures at of violence occurred, especially as the Paris? But a circumstance peculiarly Austrians advanced into the department galling to the French is, that the Prus- of the Gard. sians now demand 500 manuscripts as a
SAGACITY OF DOGS. compensation for the pictures, statues, One day when Dumont, a tradesman and books not forthcoming, and are pre- of the Rue St. Denis, Paris, was paring to select them from among the walking in the Boulevard St. Antoine ancient French MSS.
with a friend, he offered to wager with NEW METHOD OF ENGRAVING MAPS. the latter, that if he were to bide a six
Dessay, the bookseller, has announ- livre piece in the dust, his dog would ced, under the singular title of Cartes discover and bring it to him. The wager Encyprotypes, a general atlas of 40 was accepted, and the ecu secreted after inaps, which are to be engraved accord- being carefully marked. When the two ing to a new process invented by M. de friends had proceeded some distance from Freyssieet. By this method the maps the spot, M. Dumont called to his dog are not drawn upon paper, but at once that he had lost something, and ordered on the copper itself, which is covered for him to seek it. Caniche immediately the purpose with a certain varnish. The turned back, and his master and his comdrawing is slightly traced upon it, and panion pursued their walk to the Rue St. after this tracing the engraver works. Denis. Meanwhile, a traveller, who The little inaccuracies which usually happened to be just then returning in a take place in the transfer from the pa- chaise from Vincennes, saw the piece of per to the copper are thus avoided. money, which his horse had kicked from ALLEDGED PERSECUTION OF THE PRO- its hiding place. He alighted, took it
up, and drove to his inn, in the Rue PontSome of the newspapers have attempt- aus-Choux, Caniche had just reached ed to give to the recent disturbances in the spoe in qnest of the ecu, when the the south of France the character of a stranger picked it up. He followed the
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539] French Anecdotes, 1815, 16, 17.-Canine Sagacity. (510 chaise, went into the inn, and stuck close of meat scorch ; they knew from the to the traveller. Having scented out the smell when it was done, and gave notice coin which he had been ordered to bring of this to the cook by barking. back, in the pocket of the latter, he Their work was no hardship to them; leaped up incessantly at and about him. they took their turns at it, but with some The traveller supposing him to be some difference, as the number of days are dog that had lost, or been left behind by unequal, but that of the fast days equal
. his master, regarded his different move. The cook's favourite was on duty every ments as marks of fondness ; and as the Monday and Wednesday; whereas his animal was handsome, he determined to comrade's days were Sunday, Tuesday, keep him. He gave him a good supper, and Thursday. Friday and Saturday and on retiring to bed, took him with were holydays for both. him to his chamber. No sooner When once accustomed to this arhad he pulled off his breeches than rangement, they adhered to it with the they were seized by the dog : the own- utmost regularity. Men themselves er conceiving that he wanted to play with submit cheerfully, and as a matter of them, took them away again. The an- course, to existing laws, so long as ao imal began to bark at the door, which violation of them is allowed by the highthe traveller opened under the idea that er powers. the dog wanted to go out. Caniche One Wednesday, the dog whose turn snatched up the breeches and away he it was not being at hand, the cook would flew. The traveller posted after him have employed the other which had been with his nightcap on, and literally sans at work the preceding day in his stead. culottes. Anxiety for the fate of a purse The latter, indignant at the injustice of full of gold Napoleons of 40 francs each, this proceeding, snarled, ran away and which was in one of the pockets, gave crept into a corner. The cook followed. redoubled velocity to his steps. Can- The dog growled more furiously and iche ran full speed to his master's house, showed his teeth. The cook fetched a where the stranger arrived a moment stick, on wbich the animal sprung up, afterwards, breathless and enraged. He ran out of the house, and posted away accused the dog of robbing him. “Sir,” to the Place Cambrai, where he found said the master, “my dog is a very his comrade at play with other comfaithful creature ; and if he has run panions of that quarter. He flew at bim, away with your breeches, it is because pushed him away, drove him before him you have in them money which does all the way home, brought him to the not belong to you.” The traveller be- feet of the cook, and then looked calmly came still more exasperated. “Com- at him, as though he would have said pose yourself, Sir," rejoined the other “ Here is your dog—it is his cura, and smiling, “ without doubt there is in your not mine." purse a six livre piece, with such and A shoe-black, who used to take bis such marks, which you have picked up station before the entrance of the Hotel in the Boulevard St. Antoine, and which de Nivernois, had a great black poodle, I threw down there with the firm con- which possessed the extraordinary talent viction that my dog would bring it back of procuring custom for his master. again. This is the cause of the robbery This animal would dip his large woolly which he has committed upon you." paw in the kennel, and tread with it The stranger's rage now yielded to as- upon the shoe of the first person that tonishment; he delivered the six livre passed by. The shoe-black lost no time piece to the owner, and could not for- in offering his stool, with the invitation bear caressing the dog which had occa. -- Please to have your shoes cleaned, sioned him so much uneasines and such sir ?" an unpleasant chace.
As long as he was engaged, the dog Some years since, two dogs performed sat quietly by his side. It would then the office of turnspit in the Collège du bave been useless to bedaub the shoes Plessis. Both were perfect masters of of another passenger ; but no sooner their business. They never let a joint was the stool unoccupied than he played