France in eighteen hundred and two : $b Described in a series of contemporary lettersYorke, Henry Redhead
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France in eighteen hundred and two : $b Described in a series of contemporary letters
Yorke, Henry Redhead
France -- Description and travel
The room was hung with carbines, horse pistols, daggers and a
pike--proper symbols of his trade.
I mentioned that as I had a lady with me, I had taken the liberty of
asking the officer to present my letter of introduction at an early
hour, hoping, from the known politeness of the French, she might have
experienced the indulgence always conceded to her sex.
MENGOUD. The orders of the Government make no distinction of sex.
MYSELF. I am aware a law is general, but I flattered myself
there might be some discretionary power in the person entrusted
with its execution.
MENGOUD. There is no power vested in any hands but those of the
Government of France.
MYSELF. I recollect an instance of the same kind which occurred
while I was in the garrison at Douvi, a fortified town.
MENGOUD. Examples drawn from the ancient Tyranny cannot apply to
the Republic.
MYSELF. Will this regulation continue?
MENGOUD. It is all the same to me.
MYSELF. Shall I experience any difficulties on my route to Paris?
MENGOUD. None.
MYSELF. When may I depart?
MENGOUD. Now, if you choose.
Here he called his secretary, ordered him to bring up my passport,
which he instantly signed, and after having desired me to proceed to
the Municipality for countersignment, with a profound bow gave me leave
to depart.
As soon as I had despatched my business at the Municipality I returned
to the “Lion d’Argent,” and found I had another ceremony to go through
at the Custom House, our portmanteaux had not been visited. Accordingly
I hastened thither, and after a most rigid search had been made, and I
had chastised one of the officers for strutting about wearing my cocked
hat for the amusement of his fellows, my things were removed to the inn.
While our property was being repacked, and the horses sent for, I paid
a visit to a respectable merchant I had known some years before, and
who had survived the havoc of the Revolution.
The information I received from him will form the subject of my next
letter.
II
CHARACTER OF THE CITIZENS OF CALAIS
Calais is one of the very few French towns which escaped the horrors of
the Revolution. This circumstance is the more remarkable because from
its vicinity to England and the attachment borne by its inhabitants to
our countrymen, it became an object of suspicion to the Committee of
Public Safety.
To the firmness and humanity of one man who filled the office of
mayor, and to the unblemished character of the persons who composed the
Municipality, do the citizens of Calais owe the preservation of their
lives and properties.
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