CHAP. VI.

On the sixteenth of August, at one in the afternoon, the carriage came

to the door which was to convey us from Paris. We took a light and hasty

lunch, or nuncheon, or noonshine, or meridian repast, while the trunks

were tying on; and at two, were ready to depart; when up steps the

mistress of the house, requesting me to verify the inventory. "Why did

you not come sooner?"--"We were unwilling to disturb you while you were

dining."--"Why did not you propose this business to me this morning when

I paid my rent?"--"We did not know you were going away." It is very

improbable that I should not have made them understand that it was

because I was going away that I paid my rent; but it is one disadvantage

of being a foreigner, that all, who find it their interest, may choose

to misunderstand.

I had taken lodgings for short periods in London, and at what are called

watering-places in England, where no inventory was made, consequently

none was verified: but here confidence was not so well established, or

there were other reasons. It was the usage of the country; it was

necessary to submit.

The apartment was furnished with an abundance of mirrors, some handsome

pieces of mahogany, a rare wood in France; sofas, and fauteuils, and a

most plentiful lack of almost every necessary article. My cook had

hardly wherewithal to prepare our meals, and was obliged to sleep in the

kitchen: a chamber had been promised; but the key of this chamber was

not to be found when the lodging was taken, and the door was never

opened afterwards. Kitchen utensils had been promised, and, during the

first fortnight, frequently demanded: at last the silence of despair

succeeded to hopeless importunity, as a fine writer might perhaps

express himself. But, to the inventory.

The grand articles were quickly dispatched: luckily my children had

broken no looking-glasses, though surrounded by them. But when we came

to the china and the crockery,--ay, then was the question: after the

bona fide broken had been disposed of, about which there could be no

dispute, except that some were broken only because they were already

cracked,--then was the question whether such or such articles were

damaged by us, or before we came to the house. An ornamental china vase

had been supplied, and its fellow promised: this fellow jar was now

found to have but one ear, whereas its mate had two. The edges of the

fracture were rounded by use, and dirt was seen in the interstices. But

I paid what was required, for the carriage was at the door.

I have heard of a travelling Englishman, of whom was demanded, on his

leaving his apartment, the price of a cracked pane of glass: his

conscience acquitted him of the deed: after having for some time

fruitlessly pleaded his innocence, he quietly raised his cane, and broke

in pieces the cause of the altercation. "This pane shall be paid for no

more," said he, patriotically mindful of the interests of his

successors.

At length we were seated in our coach. It was a roomy, handsome berline,

holding conveniently six persons: on the outside was a covered seat or

cabriolet: the place of the voiturier, conductor, or coachman was

between the fore-wheels: the carriage was drawn by three horses. When

three horses were proposed to me by the master voiturier, I started with

amazement. "Why not four?"--"That would be too many."--"Why not

two?"--"That would be too few." He gravely assured me that such was the

practice, and he spoke truth. English travellers and readers of travels

are, by this time, well acquainted with voitures drawn by three horses;

but in 1818, I believe many of my compatriots shared my surprise at so

_odd_ a number.

I engaged this voiture to convey me to Avignon for eight hundred francs.

For forty-eight francs a day, the coachman was to pay my expenses at the

inns: the price was rather extravagant, as four of my six children

might, as the master himself calculated, be rated as two grown persons:

but I insisted on coffee in the morning before we should set off, my

family being not yet accustomed to travel till ten or eleven o'clock

in the morning without any breakfast, though such is the usual practice

on the continent. Besides, this part of the agreement was revocable

at my pleasure. I was also at liberty to quit my carriage at

Chalons-sur-Saone, paying a proportionate share of the price.

I had seen, at the master's stables, three very good horses which I

engaged for my journey. The day before my departure, he told me these

horses were gone in another direction, but that I should have three

others equally good. As I saw no reason why he should prefer another

customer to me, I assented. He supplied me with two stout horses and a

very weakly one. Louis, my coachman, told me, afterwards, that his

master had found an opportunity of selling the three horses I had first

seen, and to make up my number had been obliged to buy one from a fiacre

the very day of my departure. It is impossible to be aware of all the

oblique means and motives of men of the character of this voiturier. All

the defence that can be prepared against them is, to see every thing,

write down every thing, and, above all, to have time at command.

This mode of travelling by the voiturier is now generally adopted by

travellers of the first respectability, and where the whole voiture is

engaged, differs in no respect from travelling in a private carriage,

except that the right of property in the horses and carriage is but

temporary, and the coachman does not wear a livery. I am acquainted with

persons, who would not choose to be considered otherwise than as persons

of distinction, who have travelled in this way. I have seen attestations

of the good conduct of the coachman or voiturier signed with names, some

of which were known to me, and sealed with armorial bearings, according

to the English use abroad. I dwell on this point, because voituriers are

unknown in England, and the mode of travelling is in low repute abroad,

where, from the way in which it is practised, it is impossible it should

be creditable.

In France and Italy there are but few stage-coaches, and no good ones

but between the towns on the channel and Paris. The post-houses furnish

no carriages, but horses only. In every great town there are persons

whose trade is to keep carriages ready for those who want to take

journeys, but have no carriage of their own. Two or three places being

engaged, the voiturier, now afloat, makes up his cargo as he can: rather

than have any vacant space in his carriage, he will sell it at a low

rate to such as can afford to pay but low prices; he then makes up with

dead lumber what is wanting in weight of live stock; and the good

people, thus assembled, thus encumbered, proceed as they can under the

auspices of the conductor, who presides at their meals. All this

accounts very well for some English making a difficulty in avowing their

having travelled by the voiturier, and for the French aubergistes and

others confounding, at first, all inmates of carriages of the same

denomination. I do not suppose that any respectable English family has

travelled in the manner above described. I do not know that any single

persons have done so. It is evident that a voiture, engaged for the sole

use and service of him who hires it, is "quite another thing."

I would have purchased a berline at Paris, and travelled post,--a plan

not more expensive, as I could have gone twice as far in the day as with

the same horses it was possible to do,--but the regulations of the post

not only require six horses for six persons, but make no provision for

any number more than six in the same carriage,--a case as little

contemplated as parricide among the ancient Romans. I must therefore

have had two carriages, or disputed the question at every post-house.

Add to this, that a travelling carriage is not well-suited for a town,

nor a town carriage for travelling.

The places in the cabriolet were a perpetual subject of contest among my

children, and I had enough to do to arbitrate who should ride outside.

Louis, the coachman, was very good-natured to them, and never complained

of the frequent interruptions and trouble which they caused him. This

was the more laudable in him, as he was a Breton; and the Bretons, like

those from whom they derive their origin,--the ancient Britons of

Wales,--are said to have _la tete chaude_:[25] Louis, on several

occasions, was hot-headed enough. He had served, as had almost every man

at this time in France, and had been a sous-officier; and, while my

eldest son and I walked by his side in mounting the hills, regaled us

with accounts of his military exploits, amongst which he seemed to

consider his duels as giving the most indisputable proof of personal and

individual courage. He said that there had been a great deal of

_coquinerie_[26] in the revolution,--an opinion in which he was by no

means singular; and that, if it should break out again, there would be

more assassination than ever. Neither was he singular in his

apprehension of new troubles: a priest, whom I met at Paris, told me,

"la revolution ne fait que commencer."[27] His wish assuredly was not

"father to that thought." All this was pleasant hearing to a man who had

embarked his family in an expedition like mine. The event proves the

wisdom of the king, whom his party declared not to be a royalist.

The horse, that had passed the morning in the streets of Paris in his

quality of hackney-coach horse, was in no condition for a journey. Louis

said he was tired with waiting so long in the street: he seemed to allude

to the time employed in verifying the inventory; he explained afterwards

how and why the expression was equivocal. I had made, on this subject,

useless because tardy reproaches to the master. The horse had, however,

time to recover his strength, as I would not quit Paris till the

afternoon of the first day of my journey, it being Sunday, and had

planned to pass the evening of the second, and morning of the third day,

at Fontainebleau. We arrived by the light of the full moon at Essonne,

where a good supper, with a fine dessert of fruit, and the air of the

country, gave us high expectations of the pleasures of a journey to

the south of France.

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