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Alexander by Quintus Curtius, found
among the luggage of the Duke of Bur-
gundy after the battle of Grandson; and
the accounts of the household of Philip
the Handsome, written on tablets ofwax.


In the church Of St. Peter, the tomb
of Marshal de Rohan, friend Of Henry
w. and an ardent supporter of the Cal
vinists, who diedin l64s, Kenig- Feden !;
he was inferred here with his wife, the
daughter of Sully.


And, finally, the house of Jean JAG
ques-Rousseau, which is designated in
a street Of the same name, by slab of
marble bearing this inscription:


lei EST NE J. J. Rousseau LA 29JUIN,


l7l2.


After making the tour OF the city, we
ordered caleche and drove to Ferney,
where we arrived in two hours.


The first thing that attracts notice be-
fore entering the chateau, is little
chapel; its inscription is chef-d douyre,
and yet it is composed of but three Latin
words:


DEo ERExIr VolrAlRE.


The object Of the inscription is to prove
to the world-which has been very un-
easy about the controversy between the
creature and the Creator-that Voltaire
and his Maker are at length reconciled.
The world cannot but receive this news
with satisfaction; Although il viii always
suspect vol,aire Of having made the frs.
advances.


We crossed the garden, ascended a
few steps, and found ourselves in the
anti chamber, where the pilgrims who
come to worship the god Of irrehgion
collect their ideas before they enter the
sanctuary. The concierge inforEs them
so!emniy tina. nothing has been changed
and that they are about to see the apart
ment of "a. de Voltaire just as he left 1t.


The aplomb Of this man, who las
charge ef showing the place 20 strangers,
is wonderful to observe. lie entered
the service Of the great man when a
child, so that he possesses fund of an
ecdo,es about his master, which perfectly
enrap:ures his listeners. When we
reached the beds chamber, family par
ty was grouped around him, who in
haled every word that fell from hislips !;
and whose admiration for the philoso-
pher expanded even to the man who
had BACKED his shoes and powdered his
wig. Every time the speaker pronoun-
ced, with an infection of voice peculiar
10 himself, the sacramental words Nj.
Arouet de Vo'.aire, he lifted his hand 10
his hat, ana the discreet dcyo,ees around
him, who probably wou!dnot have dcne
as much before the cross, scrupu!ously
initiated his reverential ges.urts.


Ten minu u,es, alter this, it was our turn
TO be edited: the others had paid their
fee and departed, and the cicerone be-
onged EXCESSIVELY to ourselves. He
promenaded us through rather pretty
garden, whence the philosopher had
charming prospect; showed rs the CO.
yer4d wax where he composed his fine
tragedy of Ireue; and leaving us mo-
rnent, he cut from a tree small piece
OF bark, which be presented to me. 4
put it to my nose and tongue, thinking
there must be something remarkable in
its smell or taste; but nctso. !. was