We Only Stopped To Change
Horses At Dijon, The Capital Of Burgundy, Which Is A Venerable
Old City; But We
Passed part of a day at Sens, and visited a
manufacture of that stuff we call Manchester velvet, which is
Here made and dyed to great perfection, under the direction of
English workmen, who have been seduced from their own country. At
Fontainebleau. we went to see the palace, or as it is called, the
castle, which though an irregular pile of building, affords a
great deal of lodging, and contains some very noble apartments,
particularly the hall of audience, with the king's and queen's
chambers, upon which the ornaments of carving and gilding are
lavished with profusion rather than propriety. Here are some rich
parterres of flower-garden, and a noble orangerie, which,
however, we did not greatly admire, after having lived among the
natural orange groves of Italy. Hitherto we had enjoyed fine
summer weather, and I found myself so well, that I imagined my
health was intirely restored: but betwixt Fontainebleau and
Paris, we were overtaken by a black storm of rain, sleet, and
hail, which seemed to reinstate winter in all its rigour; for the
cold weather continues to this day. There was no resisting this
attack. I caught cold immediately; and this was reinforced at
Paris, where I stayed but three days. The same man, (Pascal
Sellier, rue Guenegaud, fauxbourg St. Germain) who owned the
coach that brought us from Lyons, supplied me with a returned
berline to Boulogne, for six loui'dores, and we came hither by
easy journeys.
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