If the Queen, as was to be anticipated, in going to Plombières, were also to visit Lunéville, that must of a certainty give rise to misunderstandings. So he sends officers and messengers to inquire and dissuade, as diplomatically as he can. The Queen had been so ill as to be given up, and he did not wish to pain her. But above all things he had to think of himself. On very different grounds the tidings of the Queen's impending visit also fluttered the good people of Bar not a little. They had never entertained a queen. So on the 13th of July we find the heads of the town council carefully inquiring of the Marquis de Gerbévillers, the governor of the district, what is the proper ceremonial to be observed. Thereupon a deputation is named, and a present of 16 lb. of _dragées_ and forty-eight _pots de confitures_ is voted, besides a _feuillade_ of wine for distribution, and a special _vin d'honneur_, to be presented to the royal visitor by the Marquis de Bassompierre, on behalf of the town. The Barisiens are very proud both of their _confitures_ and of their wine. Both may be had now, presumably, in the same quality in which they were tendered to Queen Mary. The _confitures_ consist of currants, red and white, preserved whole, in a syrup made sweet to excess. But the flavour is good. The _vins de Bar_ have long been reckoned a delicacy, more particularly the _clairet_--a variety having a colour half-way between red and white. The wine is highly praised by patriotic writers as being "_excellent, délicat, léger, et bien-faisant_," and more than any other "_ami de l'homme_." And if you only stick to that wine alone, and take care not to mix, you can drink, they protest, absolutely whatever quantity you like, without feeling one whit the worse next day. To an English palate, I am bound to say, the wine is apt to present itself as intolerably sour.