TO SIR HORACE MANN.

STRAWBERRY HILL, _Saturday evening, Dec._ 29, 1770.

We are alarmed, or very glad, we don't know which. The Duke de Choiseul

is fallen! but we cannot tell yet whether the mood of his successors

will be peaceable or martial. The news arrived yesterday morning, and

the event happened but last Monday evening. He was allowed but three

hours to prepare for his journey, and ordered to retire to his seat at

Chanteloup; but there are letters that say, _qu'il ira plus loin_. The

Duke de Praslin is banished too--a disagreeable man; but his fate is a

little hard, for he was just going to resign the Marine to Châtelet,

who, by the way, is forbidden to visit Choiseul. I shall shed no tears

for Châtelet, the most peevish and insolent of men, our bitter enemy,

and whom M. de Choiseul may thank in some measure for his fall; for I

believe while Châtelet was here, he drew the Spaniards into the attack

of Falkland's Island. Choiseul's own conduct seems to have been not a

little equivocal. His friends maintained that his existence as a

minister depended on his preventing a war, and he certainly confuted the

Comptroller-General's plan of raising supplies for it. Yet, it is now

said, that on the very morning of the Duke's disgrace, the King

reproached him, and said "Monsieur, je vous avois dit, que je ne voulois

pas la guerre;" and the Duke d'Aiguillon's friends have officiously

whispered, that if Choiseul was out it would certainly be peace; but did

not Lord Chatham, immediately before he was Minister, protest not half a

man should be sent to Germany, and yet, were not all our men and all our

money sent thither? The Chevalier de Muy is made Secretary-at-War, and

it is supposed Monsieur d'Aiguillon is, or will be, the Minister.

Thus Abishag[1] has strangled an Administration that had lasted fourteen

years. I am sincerely grieved for the Duchess de Choiseul, the most

perfect being I know of either sex. I cannot possibly feel for her

husband: Corsica is engraved in my memory, as I believe it is on your

heart. His cruelties there, I should think, would not cheer his solitude

or prison. In the mean time, desolation and confusion reign all over

France. They are almost bankrupts, and quite famished. The Parliament

of Paris has quitted its functions, and the other tribunals threaten to

follow the example. Some people say, that Maupéou,[2] the Chancellor,

told the King that they were supported underhand by Choiseul, and must

submit if he were removed. The suggestion is specious at least, as the

object of their antipathy is the Duke d'Aiguillon. If the latter should

think a war a good diversion to their enterprises, I should not be

surprised if they went on, especially if a bankruptcy follows famine.

The new Minister and the Chancellor are in general execration. On the

latter's lately obtaining the _Cordon Bleu_,[3] this epigram appeared:--

Ce tyran de la France, qui cherche à mettre tout en feu,

Mérite un cordon, mais ce n'est pas le cordon bleu.

[Footnote 1: Madame du Barri.--WALPOLE.]

[Footnote 2: Maupéou was the Chancellor who had just abolished the

Parliaments, the restoration of which in the next reign was perhaps one

of the causes which contributed to the Revolution.]

[Footnote 3: The _Cordon Bleu_ was the badge of the Order of St. Louis,

established by Louis XIV.; the _cordon not_ blue was the hangman's

rope.]

We shall see how Spain likes the fall of the author of the

"Family-compact."[1] There is an Empress[2] will not be pleased with

it, but it is not the Russian Empress; and much less the Turks, who are

as little obliged to that bold man's intrigues as the poor Corsicans.

How can one regret such a general _Boute-feu_?

[Footnote 1: Choiseul was the Minister when the "Family Compact" of 1761

was concluded between France and Spain. The Duc de Praslin, who shared

his fall, had been Secretary at War, and for some little time neither

his office nor that of Choiseul was filled up, but the work of their

departments was performed by Secretaries of State, the Duc d'Aiguillon,

in spite of the contempt in which he was deservedly held, being

eventually made Secretary for Foreign Affairs through the interest of

Mme. du Barri (Lacretelle, iv. 256).]

[Footnote 2: "_An Empress._" The Empress-Queen Maria Theresa, who

considered herself and her family under obligations to Choiseul for his

abandonment of the long-standing policy of enmity to the house of

Austria which had been the guiding principle of all French statesmen

since the time of Henry IV., and for the marriage of her favourite

daughter to the Dauphin.]

Perhaps our situation is not very stable neither. The world, who are

ignorant of Lord Weymouth's motives, suspect a secret intelligence with

Lord Chatham. Oh! let us have peace abroad before we quarrel any more at

home!

Judge Bathurst is to be Lord Keeper, with many other arrangements in the

law; but as you neither know the persons, nor I care about them, I shall

not fill my paper with the catalogue, but reserve the rest of my letter

for Tuesday, when I shall be in town. No Englishman, you know, will

sacrifice his Saturday and Sunday. I have so little to do with all these

matters, that I came hither this morning, and left this new chaos to

arrange itself as it pleases. It certainly is an era, and may be an

extensive one; not very honourable to old King Capet,[1] whatever it may

be to the intrigues of his new Ministers. The Jesuits will not be

without hopes. They have a friend that made mischief _ante Helenam_.

[Footnote 1: Louis XV.--WALPOLE.]

_Jan._ 1, 1771.

I hope the new year will end as quietly as it begins, for I have not a

syllable to tell you. No letters are come from France since Friday

morning, and this is Tuesday noon. As we had full time to reason--in the

dark, the general persuasion is, that the French Revolution will produce

peace--I mean in Europe--not amongst themselves. Probably I have been

sending you little but what you will have heard long before you receive

my letter; but no matter; if we did not chat about our neighbour Kings,

I don't know how we should keep up our correspondence, for we are better

acquainted with King Louis, King Carlos, and Empresses Katharine and

Teresa, than you with the English that I live amongst, or I with your

Florentines. Adieu!

_PEACE WITH SPAIN--BANISHMENT OF THE FRENCH PARLIAMENT--MRS. CORNELYS'S

ESTABLISHMENT--THE QUEEN OF DENMARK._

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