The journal of Elizabeth Lady Holland (1791-1811) Volume 2 (of 2)Holland, Elizabeth Vassall Fox, Lady
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The journal of Elizabeth Lady Holland (1791-1811) Volume 2 (of 2)
Holland, Elizabeth Vassall Fox, Lady
Holland, Elizabeth Vassall Fox, Lady, 1770-1845 -- Diaries
We got off early on ye 29th. Woods to Coblentz. Met a French general,
escorted by cavalry. Wood chiefly copse, country much inferior in
beauty to that we quitted. Ehrenbreitstein repairing; the village
under the fortress quite ruined, churches and convents unroofed and
demolished, but the peasants are active in repairing their habitations.
Ld. H. showed his passport and had a pass given for persons and horses
to cross the Rhine. Crossed in the _pont-volant_: all of us and our
baggage stopped at the Custom House. I went to the inn with Charles.
Ld. H. went to the banker; some difficulty in arranging about money
for Bruxelles. Mr. Lorentz rather in fault. Ld. H. showed passport in
the evening to the _Préfet_, Boucqueau, who was remarkably well-bred
and civil. Banker’s name Botsgeissen; married to a Leeds woman.
The Electoral Palace in the town is converted into a hospital. The
inhabitants pay great contributions; it falls hardest on landholders.
The German play driven out by a French _troupe_, who have established
a French _spectacle_. The establishment of juries seemingly popular.
Heard of a famous robber towards Trêves, who maintained banditti,
bribed peasants, and gave passports, and who is particularly inveterate
against the Jews. Country cultivated, and provisions, at least bread,
very cheap. Very different accounts of the French, but all agreeing in
the improvement since Bonaparte, and in wishes for peace. The people
are allowed great freedom of speech; they paid more for having given
an asylum to the emigrants, which seemed very unjust upon them. All
religion tolerated and none interfered with; monks as usual, but I saw
none. The inn excellent, quite new; not the same as the one I used to
go to....
I laughed heartily at the sight of a monk with a French cockade in his
hat. To the left, about a mile from Bonn, there is a fine castle upon
an eminence. The modern _châteaux_ of the nobility are deserted, and
many totally destroyed from being unroofed and _gutted_. The Elector’s
country palace was magnificent; it is now converted into a hospital.
Bonn is a clean, well-built town, the Palace immense, now inhabited
in parts by officers and magistrates, but chiefly falling to decay.
The Tree of Liberty decorated with the tricolour flag. I was surprised
instead of finding the old inn, which was very good, to find a new one
just built upon a most magnificent scale. The road from Coblentz to
Bonn is good; from Bonn to Cologne sandy and deep, country flat, but
rich and well cultivated.
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