[139] Yolande Martine Gabrielle de Polastron, Duchesse de

Polignac (1749-1793), was the most intimate friend of Marie

Antoinette. To her and her royal mistress public opinion

attributed many of the worst evils of the monarchy. When the

daughter of the duchess married the Duc de Guiche (afterwards

Duc de Grammont), the king gave the bride a dower of 800,000

_livres_. "Mille écus," said Mirabeau, "à la famille d'Assas

pour avoir sauvé l'État, un million à la famille de Polignac

pour l'avoir perdu." (The Chevalier d'Assas lost his life in an

heroic action at Klostercamp, October 15-16, 1760. The Government

of Louis XV. allowed him to go unrewarded. Louis XVI., at the

instigation of Marie Antoinette, conferred on his family a

perpetual pension of 1000 _livres_.) The duchess emigrated with

her husband shortly after the taking of the Bastille. She died at

Vienna in December, 1793, her death being, it is said, hastened

by the murder of Marie Antoinette. Her second son, afterwards

Prince de Polignac, was the favourite minister of Charles X.

[140] Necker was dismissed July 11, 1789, and ordered to quit the

kingdom.

547.

_To Lord Sheffield._

Lausanne, Sept. 25th, 1789.

*Alas! what perils do environ

The man who meddles with cold iron.

Alas! what delays and difficulties do attend the man who meddles

with legal and landed business! yet if it be only to disappoint

your expectation, I am not so very nervous at this new provoking

obstacle. I had totally forgotten the deed in question, which was

contrived by the two trustees to tye his hands and regulate the

disorder of his affairs (in the last year of my father's life); and

which might have been so easily cancelled by Sir Stanier, who had

not the smallest interest in it, either for himself or his family.

The amicable suit which is now become necessary must, I think, be

short and unambiguous, yet I cannot help dreading the crotchets that

lurk under the Chancellor's great wig; and, at all events, I foresee

some additional delay and expence. The golden pill of the £2800 has

soothed my discontent; and if it be safely lodged with the Goslings,

I agree with you in considering it as an unequivocal pledge of a fair

and willing purchaser. It is, indeed, chiefly in that light that

I now rejoyce in so large a deposit, which is no longer necessary

in its full extent. You are apprized by my last letter that I have

reduced myself to the life enjoyment of the house and garden, and,

in spite of my feelings, I am every day more convinced that I have

chosen the safer side. I believe my cause to have been good, but it

was doubtful: law in this country is not so expensive as in England,

but it is more troublesome. I must have gone to Bern, have solicited

my Judges in person--a vile custom! the event was doubtful, and

during at least two years, I should have been in a state of suspense

and anxiety: till the conclusion of which it would have been madness

to have attempted any alteration or improvement.

According to my present arrangement I shall want no more than eleven

hundred pounds of the £2000, and I suppose you will direct Gosling

to lay out the remainder in East India bonds, that it may not lye

quite dead, while I am accountable to Sainsbury for the interest.*

I presume that I am entitled till the consummation to the rents

of Buriton: a little drop of honey is collected from Lady-day to

Michaelmas, and Andrews is I hope instructed to squeeze the bag

without delay or mercy: the Tenant deserves none.

[Sidenote: THE AUTHORITY OF BLACKSTONE.]

*The elderly Lady in a male habit, who informed me that Yorkshire is

a register County, is a certain Judge, one Sir William Blackstone,

whose name you may possibly have heard. After stating the danger

of purchasers and creditors, with regard to the title of estates

on which they lay out or lend their money, he thus continues: "In

Scotland every act and event regarding the transmission of property

is regularly entered on record; And some of our own provincial

divisions, particularly the _extended county of York_ and the

populous county of Middlesex, have prevailed with the Legislature to

erect such registers in their respective districts." (Blackstone's

Commentaries, Vol. ii. p. 343, Edition of 1774, in quarto.) If I am

mistaken, it is in pretty good company; but I suspect that we are all

right, and that the register is confined to one or two Ridings. As we

have, alas! two or three months before us, I should hope that your

prudent sagacity will discover some sound land, in case you should

not have time to arrange your own Mortgage.

I now write in a hurry, as I am just setting out for Rolle, where I

shall be settled with cook and servants in a pleasant apartment till

the middle of November. The Severys have a house there, where they

pass the Autumn. I am not sorry to vary the scene for a few weeks,

and I wish to be absent while some alterations are making in my house

at Lausanne. I wish the change of air may be of service to Severy

the father, but we do not at all like his present state of health.

How compleatly, alas, how compleatly! could I now lodge you: but

your firm resolve of making me a visit seems to have vanished like

a dream. Next summer you will not find five hundred pounds for a

rational friendly expedition: and should parliament be dissolved, you

will perhaps find five thousand for ****. I cannot think of it with

patience. Pray take serious strenuous measures for sending me a pipe

of excellent Madeira in cask, with some dozens of Malmsey Madeira. It

should be consigned to Messrs. Romberg, Voituriers, at Ostend, and I

must have timely notice of its march. We have so much to say about

France, that I suppose we shall never say anything. That country is

now in a state of _dissolution_. Adieu.*

548.

_To his Stepmother._

Lausanne, December 5th, 1789.

MY DEAR MADAM,

I need not repeat what we have both so often felt and acknowledged,

that between us silence is never the effect of coldness or

forgetfulness, yet when I recollect that your second letter is

still unanswered, a conscious blush rises to my cheek. Our mutual

friendship we have no occasion to express, of our health and

situation we may have frequent accounts by the channel of Lord

Sheffield and Mrs. Holroyd; mere topics of Epistolary conversation

do not readily occur between distant friends, but you ask me some

questions of an interesting nature and your kind curiosity it is

incumbent on me to satisfy.

The disposal of Buriton I think you cannot disapprove. A distant

landed estate is the worst kind of property, and you will not be

surprized to hear that after the payment of every expence and every

deduction, the remainder of the clear income was little more than

sufficient for the annual supply, which I hope will be long, very

long, offered to the Belvidere at Bath. The neglect, I will not

give it an harsher name, of Hugonin cost me last year above seven

hundred pounds; yet after his death, where could I have found a more

creditable agent? At sixteen thousand pounds Lord Sheffield does not

think Buriton ill sold, especially as four or five thousand more

must be added which I had already received from the sale of Horn and

Harris's farms. Some forms of law have delayed the final conclusion,

but I expect to hear every post of the payment of the money, and

you will rejoyce to hear, what I assure on my honour is true, that

every shilling is my own, and that prudence, without any pressure of

distress or debt, is the sole motive of my conduct. The entire sum I

mean to divide between the stocks and a good mortgage, that at all

events I may have a sound leg to stand upon. I hope you are satisfied

with the arrangement of your jointure: Lord Sheffield cannot forget

the burthen of every one of my letters, "Unless Mrs. G. be safe and

easy, I cannot be so."

[Sidenote: IRREPARABLE LOSS OF A FRIEND.]

When I had the pleasure of seeing you at Bath two years ago, you may

remember the melancholy account which I gave you of poor Deyverdun.

On my return to Lausanne I found him much altered for the worse; he

was attacked by a succession of Apoplectic fits, and after a general

decay, he died last July, when his life could be no longer desirable

for himself or his friends. The loss of a friend of five and thirty

years is irreparable, and each day I feel the comfortless solitude

to which I am reduced. By his will he designed that I should possess

the delightful house and garden which I inhabit: and which have not,

I believe, their equal in Europe; by a subsequent arrangement with

his heir, in which both find their advantage, I have secured the

free and indisputable enjoyment for my life, and have already made

some agreable and useful alterations. I still like the people and

the country, and here I shall probably spend the latter season of

life, with the resolution however of visiting England every three or

four years. I have often regretted that your imperfect knowledge of

the French language never allowed me to seduce you to this place. I

am sure you would have pleased and been pleased in the circle of my

familiar acquaintance.

My health was never so good as it is at present, and since my

unseasonable attack at Bath I have not felt the slightest return

of the gout. You may possibly hear that Mr. Gibbon has undertaken

some new history; be persuaded, if I know his intentions, that

after six weighty quartos, he now reads and writes for his own

amusement, though I will not answer for what those amusements may

one day produce. You may likewise hear of tumults and rebellions in

Switzerland. Be persuaded, that the popular madness of France and

Flanders has not reached these tranquil regions, and that the Swiss

have sense enough to feel and maintain their own happiness, which is

endeared to them by the disorders of the neighbouring countries.

Adieu, Dear Madam; I grieve for you and for myself that we are now

entering into the cold and dreary season, but I sincerely hope that

you will find strength and spirits to lay this and many other winters

at your feet.

Ever yours,

E. G.

549.

_To Lord Sheffield._

Lausanne, December 15th, 1789.

*You have often reason to accuse my strange silence and neglect in

the most important of _my own_ affairs; for I will presume to assert,

that in a business of yours of equal consequence, you should not

find me cold or careless. But on the present occasion my silence

is, perhaps, the highest compliment I ever paid you. You remember

the answer of Philip of Macedon: "Philip may sleep, while he knows

that Parmenio is awake." I expected, and, to say the truth, I wished

that my Parmenio would have decided and acted, without expecting my

dilatory answer, and in his decision I should have acquiesced with

implicit confidence. But since you will have my opinion, let us

consider the present state of my affairs. In the course of my life

I have often known, and sometimes felt, the difficulty of getting

money, but I now find myself involved in a much more singular

distress, the difficulty of placing it, and if it continues much

longer, I shall almost wish for my land again.

I perfectly agree with you, that it is bad management to purchase

in the funds when they do not yield four per cent.,* and I incline

every day more and more to the encrease of the mortgage. I am much

mistaken if in my last letter I did not extend the sum as £10,000

pounds, which would make, as I remember to have said, about an

equal partition of my property. Can that sum be called, even in

your wealthy island, so very inconsiderable? I would even give

somewhat larger latitude (even as far as £12,000 if I preserve a

right of calling in a fourth or a moiety on reasonable notice). Is

it possible that in seven or eight months no good and clear security

can be found, especially if I am forced to be content with the

scanty interest of four per cent.? Yet I approve your diffidence and

caution: in the concerns of our friends even cowardice is a virtue.

The doubtful title of a mortgage might distress and perplex me for

the remainder of my life, and you would not easily forgive yourself

for having been the innocent author of my calamities. Rather than

expose myself to such a risk, I would try whether some _great_ banker

would not be disposed to give low interest and firm security for my

money till it should be called for, or at all events I would deposit

it in the Bank for six months or a year, and live on the principal

till you could find an unquestionable opportunity of placing it

on landed property. *Some of this money I can place safely and

advantageously by means of my banker here; and I shall possess, what

I have always desired, a command of cash, which I cannot abuse to

my prejudice, since I have it in my power to supply by my pen any

extraordinary or fanciful indulgence of expence. And so much--much,

indeed--for pecuniary matters.

[Sidenote: GLORIOUS OPPORTUNITY OF FRANCE.]

What would you have me say of the affairs of France? we are too

near, and too remote, to form an accurate judgment of that wonderful

scene. The abuses of the court and government called aloud for

reformation; and it has happened, as it will always happen, that an

innocent, well-disposed prince has paid the forfeits of the sins

of his predecessors; of the ambition of the Lewis XIV., of the

profusion of Lewis XV. The French nation had a glorious opportunity,

but they have abused, and may lose their advantages. If they had

been content with a liberal translation of our system, if they had

respected the prerogatives of the crown, and the privileges of the

Nobles, they might have raised a solid fabric, on the only true

foundation, the natural Aristocracy of a great Country. How different

is the prospect! Their King brought a captive to Paris, after his

palace had been stained with the blood of his guards; the Nobles

in exile; the Clergy plundered in a way which strikes at the root

of all property; the capital an independent Republic; the union of

the provinces dissolved; the flames of discord kindled by the worst

of men; (in that light I consider Mirabeau;) and the honestest of

the Assembly a set of wild Visionaries, (like our Dr. Price,[141])

who gravely debate, and dream about the establishment of a pure

and perfect democracy of five-and-twenty millions, the virtues of

the golden age, and the primitive rights and equality of mankind,

which would lead, in fair reasoning, to an equal partition of lands

and money. How many years must elapse before France can recover

any vigour, or resume her station among the powers of Europe! As

yet, there is no symptom of a great man, a Richelieu or a Cromwell,

arising, either to restore the Monarchy, or to lead the Commonwealth.

The weight of Paris, more deeply engaged in the funds than _all_ the

rest of the Kingdom, will long delay a bankrupcy; and if it should

happen, it will be, both in the cause and effect, a measure of

weakness, rather than of strength.

[Sidenote: FRENCH EXILES AT LAUSANNE.]

You send me to Chamberry, to see a prince and an Archbishop. Alas!

we have exiles enough here, with the Marshal de Castries[142] and

the Duke de Guignes[143] at their head: and this inundation of

strangers, which used to be confined to the summer, will now stagnate

all the winter. The only ones whom I have seen with pleasure are

M. Mounier,[144] the late president of the National Assembly, and

the Count de Lally;[145] they have both dined with me. Mounier, who

is a serious dry politician, is returned to Dauphiné. Lally is an

amiable man of the World, and a poet: he passes the winter here with

his _female friend_ the Princess d'Hénin.[146] You know how much I

prefer a quiet select society to a crowd of names and titles, and

that I always seek conversation with a view to amusement rather than

information. What happy countries are England and Switzerland, if

they know and preserve their happiness.

I have a thousand things to say of My Lady, Maria, and Louisa, but I

can add only a short postscript about the Madeira and picture.

1. Good Madeira is now become essential to my health and reputation.

May your hogshead prove as good as the last; may it not be

intercepted by the rebels or the Austrians. What a scene again in

that country! Happy England! happy Switzerland!* I again repeat I

must have early notice of my wine's approach, that I may send a

permit to meet it at Basil.

2. To whom did you entrust the picture[147] and Rennel's[148] maps?

I have not heard of either. Was it to Elmsley? I have expected these

many months a box of books, &c., which he announced. Will you not

clear up the point? My picture expects a safe occasion. Adieu.

[141] Richard Price, D.D. (1723-1791), the celebrated

mathematician and economic writer (_Observations on Reversionary

Payments, Annuities_, etc., 1769; _Appeal on the Subject of the

National Debt_, 1772), the opponent of Dr. Priestley (_A Free

Discussion of the Doctrine of Materialism and Philosophical

Necessity_, 1778), was also a voluminous political writer, a

champion of the cause of American Independence, and an advocate

of principles then regarded as revolutionary. His _Observations

on the Nature of Civil Liberty_ (1776) procured him an invitation

from Congress to come and reside in America. In 1789 he published

his _Discourse on the Love of our Country_, severely criticized

by Burke in his _Reflections on the Revolution in France_. His

last work, _Britain's Happiness_, was published in 1791, the year

of his death.

[142] The Marquis de Castries (1727-1801), Marshal of France

(1783), had served in the Seven Years' War, was Ministre de la

Marine 1780-87, and in 1792 held a command in the Prussian army

of invasion. He died at Wolfenbuttel in 1801.

[143] Adrien Louis de Bonnières, Comte, afterwards Duc, de

Guines (1735-1806), had been ambassador in England, 1770-76.

As ambassador at Berlin he had been a favourite with Frederick

the Great, with whom he played the flute. He emigrated at the

beginning of the Revolution.

[144] J. Joseph Mounier (1758-1806), the author of

_Considérations sur le gouvernement qui convient à la France_

(1789), was a prominent champion of constitutional liberty in the

States-General and the National Assembly. He emigrated at the end

of 1789.

[145] Gérard, Marquis de Lally-Tollendal (1751-1830), the son

of the unfortunate governor of the French possessions in India,

emigrated after the events of October 5-6, 1789. Returning to

France in 1792, he was arrested after August 10, and imprisoned

in the Abbaye; he escaped and took refuge in England.

[146] Étiennette de Montconseil, daughter of the Marquis de

Montconseil, married, in 1766, Charles Alexandre Marc Marcellin

d'Alsace-Hénin-Liétard, Prince d'Hénin, brother of the Prince

de Chimay and Madame de Cambis, and nephew of the Maréchale de

Mirepoix and the Prince de Beauvau. The princess was appointed

in 1778 _dame du palais_ in the household of Marie Antoinette.

Her intimate relations with Lally-Tollendal were well known.

Madame D'Arblay, who knew her well, says of her, twenty years

later, that "Lally was her admiring and truly devoted friend, and

by many believed to be privately married to her. I am myself of

that opinion" (_Diary and Letters_, vii. 89). The Prince d'Hénin

was captain of the body-guard of the Comte d'Artois. He played a

conspicuous part in the _chronique scandaleuse_ of the day. His

affection for Sophie Arnould gave rise to the following verses of

the Marquis de Louvois:--

"Chez la doyenne des catins

Ta place est des plus minces.

Tu n'es plus le prince d'Hénin,

Mais bien le nain des princes."

[147] Probably Lord Sheffield's portrait, painted by Sir Joshua

Reynolds in March, 1788.

[148] Major James Rennell (1742-1832) had already published his

Maps of Bengal and of the Mogul Empire. His geographical work on

Africa and map appeared in 1790.

550.

_To Lord Sheffield._

Lausanne, January 27th, 1790.

*Your two last epistles, of the 7th and 11th instant, were somewhat

delayed on the road; they arrived within two days of each other, the

last this morning, (the 27th); so that I answer by the first, or at

least by the second post. Upon the whole, your French method, though

sometimes more rapid, appears to me less sure and steady than the old

German highway.*

I will not deny (for it was probably too visible) that your proposal,

which arose from the kindest motives, of your Yorkshire mortgage

embarrassed me from the beginning, and whatever faint signs of

acquiescence I may have given, they proceeded from the apprehension

of wounding your honourable feelings by anything that might bear

the appearance of doubt and distrust. I could not reconcile the

two characters of debtor and friend, and I was shocked by the

idea, however distant or unlikely, that in a serious concern our

interests might possibly become opposite to each other. Your first

letter relieved me from that weight, and I viewed with much less

horror the chance of leaving the purchase money for some time idle

and unproductive in the bank: yet I could not entirely subscribe

to your charge that I had changed my _principles_. Eight thousand

pounds had been always designed for the mortgage: you object (to my

great surprize) that good landed security cannot easily be found

for so _small_ a sum; I agree to enlarge it; where is the change or

contradiction? I confess however that the very high price of the

Stocks has rendered me less eager for an investment which at present

will not even produce the four per cent., and which rather affords

the danger of a fall than the hopes of a rise. You are likewise

inaccurate when you accuse me of having already drawn near £2000 of

the purchase money.

But enough of these altercations. *A new and brighter prospect seems

to be breaking upon us, and few events of _that kind_ have ever given

me more pleasure than your successful negotiation and Sainsbury's

satisfactory answer. The agreement is, indeed, equally convenient for

both parties: no time or expence will be wasted in scrutinizing the

title of the estate; the interest will be secured by the clause of

five per cent., and I lament with you, that no larger sum than £8000

can be placed on Beriton, without asking (what might be somewhat

impudent) a collateral security, &c., &c.* As I do not mean to entrap

them, the allowance of a month is perfectly right and in truth

immaterial. As the purchase money is by this arrangement very much

reduced, they will now pay it, I suppose, whenever you please, and

perhaps (you will judge) it may be as well to consummate on Lady Day,

that I may be entitled to another half year's rent from the Tenant.

The power of calling in the Mortgage, I only meant as a superfluous

precaution, but I suppose there will be some restraint on their

paying it off whenever they please, perhaps at a time inconvenient to

the creditor. After Lord Stawell has paid or secured £10,800 there

will still remain (subject to I know not what charges) £5200. While

the stocks are so very high as not to yield four per cent., might it

not be expedient to trust it in two or three loans in good personal

bond security at four and a half? Would not the Goslings for the

consideration of the half per cent. bind themselves to answer for

the interest and principal. In their business they have always a

command of money, and if the security be such as I ought to accept,

the risk for themselves must be very inconsiderable. *But I wish you

to chuse and execute one or the other of these arrangements with sage

discretion and absolute power.

[Sidenote: DIRTY LAND AND VILE MONEY.]

I shorten my letter, that I may dispatch it by this post. I see the

time, and I shall rejoyce to see it at the end of twenty years,

when my cares will be at an end, and our friendly pages will be no

longer sullied with the repetition of dirty land and vile money;

when we may expatiate on the politics of the World and our personal

sentiments. Without expecting your answer of business, I mean to

write soon in a purer style, and I wish to lay open to my friend the

state of my mind, which (exclusive of all worldly concerns) is not

perfectly at ease. In the mean while, I must add two or three short

articles. 1. I am astonished at Elmsly's silence, and the immobility

of your picture. Mine should have departed long since, could I have

found a sure opportunity.* It had almost started last week had I not

been afraid of rolling it, but I think that a person on whom we may

depend will undertake the journey and commission about the middle

of next month. 2. I shall expect the Madeira with impatience if it

is remarkable. I have not any objection to the _two_ hogsheads, but

perhaps one may suffice, as I have a promise from Sir Ralph Payne,

with whom you may confabulate on the subject if you excurse to

London. 3. Give me some account of the two old Ladies. I no longer

write to Cliffe, as I suppose her (perhaps erroneously) incapable

of correspondence. I embrace My Lady, &c. When shall I see them at

Lausanne or Sheffield Place? the one must take place if the other

does not. Adieu.

Yours,

E. G.

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