SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY, ཟླ,༩ &c. &c. BOOK. I. France They order, faid I, this matter better in You have been in France? faid my gentleman, turning quick upon me with the most civil triumph in the world. Strange! quoth I, debating the matter with myfelf, that one and twenty miles failing, for 'tis abfolutely no further from Dover to Calais, fhould give - a man thefe rights I'll look into them: to giving up the argument I went straight to my lodgings, put up half a dozen fhirts and a black pair of filk breeches "the coat I have on, faid I, looking at the fleeve, will do" took a place in the Dover ftage; and the packet failing at nine the next morning by three I had got fat down to my dinner upon a fricaffee'd chicken fo incontestably in France, that had I died that night of an indigeftion, the whole world could not have fufpended the effects of the Droits d'Aubaine * my fhirts, and black pair portmanteau and all must have of filk breeches -- gone to the king of France even the little picture which I have so long worn, and fo often have told thee, Eliza, I would carry with me into my grave, Would have been torn from my neck. Ungenerous! to feize upon the wreck of an unwary paffenger, whom your fubjects had beckon'd to their coaft by heaven! SIRE, it is not well done; and much does it grieve me, 'tis the monarch of a people fo civilized and courteous, and fo renown'd for fentiment and fine feelings, that I have to reason with But I have scarce fet foot in your dominions All the effects of ftrangers (Swifs and Scotch excepted) dying in France, are feized by virtue of this law, tho' the heir be upon the fpot the profit of thefe contingencies being farm'd, there is no redress, CA When I had finish'd my dinner, and drank the No faid I the Bourbon is by no means Juft God faid I, kicking my portmanteau afide, what is there in this world's goods which fhould fharpen our fpirits, and make fo many kindhearted brethren of us, fall out fo cruelly as we do by the way? When man is at peace with man, how much lighter than a feather is the heaviest of metals in his hand! he pulls out his purfe, and holding it airily |