Many distressed French _émigrés_ were to be found at Osnaburg, some of them ‘dying of hunger, and through want.’ The rest, the gallant leader of our escort shall tell in his own words: ‘I persuaded the Princess Caroline to be munificent towards them--she disposed to be, but not knowing _how_ to set about it, I tell her liberality and generosity is an enjoyment, not a sworn virtue. She gives a _louis_ for some lottery tickets. _I_ give _ten_, and say the Princess ordered me--she surprised. I said I was sure she did not mean to give for the ticket its _prime_ value, and that I forestalled her intention. Next day a French _émigré_ with a pretty child draws near the table. The Princess Caroline immediately, of her own accord, puts the louis in a paper and gives them to the child. The Duchess of Brunswick observes it, and inquires of me (I was dining between them) what it was. I tell her _a demand on her purse_. She embarrassed: “Je n’ai que mes beaux doubles louis de Brunswick.” I answer: “Qu’ils deviendront plus beaux dans les mains de cet enfant que dans sa poche.” She ashamed, and gives three of them. In the evening the Princess Caroline, to whom this sort of virtue was never preached, on my praising the coin of the money at Brunswick, offers _me very seriously eight or ten double louis_, saying: “Cela ne me fait rien--je ne m’en soucie pas--je vous prie de les prendre.” I mention these facts to show her character: it could not distinguish between giving as a benevolence and flinging away the money like a child. She thought that the art of getting rid of the money, and not seeming to care about it, constituted the merit. I took an opportunity at supper of defining to her what real benevolence was, and I recommended it to her as a quality that would, if rightly employed, make her more admirers and give her more true satisfaction than any that human nature could possess. The idea was, I am sorry to see, new to her, but she felt the truth of it; and she certainly is not fond of money, which both her parents are.’