originally built of gold, but for the sins of mankind it was successively
degraded to stone, and brick, and clay.
From Benares he proceeded through Patna and Rajmahel to Daca, then a
flourishing city; whence, having disposed of numerous jewels to the
nawâb, he returned to Delhi.
To avoid repetitions and perplexing breaks in the narrative, I have paid
no attention to the date of his visits to this or that city; and, indeed,
so confused were his notes and his memory, that he does not seem to have
known very well himself during which of his journeys many events which
he relates took place. Into the particulars of his voyage to Ceylon,
Sumatra, and Java it is unnecessary to enter, more full and curious
accounts of those islands occurring in other travellers.
On his return to France from his fifth visit to the East, he married an
_ancient_ damsel, to borrow an epithet from Burke, merely from gratitude
to her father, who was a jeweller, and had rendered him several essential
services. After this he undertook one more journey into Asia, with
merchandise to the value of four hundred thousand livres, consisting
of curious clocks, crystal and agate vases, pearls, and other jewelry.
This expedition occupied him six years, during which he advanced farther
towards the east than he had hitherto done; and having in this and his
other journeys amassed considerable wealth, he returned with a splendid
assortment of diamonds to France, having been engaged upwards of forty
years in travelling. Disposing of these jewels advantageously to the
French king, who granted him a patent of nobility, he now conceived
that all his wanderings were at an end, and began to think of enjoying
the wealth he had purchased with so much time and toil and difficulty.
Experience, however, had not rendered him wise. Puffed up with the vanity
inspired by his patent of nobility, his whole soul was now wrapped up
in visions of luxury and magnificence. He rented a splendid house, set
up a carriage, and hired a number of valets. The nobility, who no doubt
devoured his adventures and his dinners with equal greediness, flocked
about him, invited, caressed, flattered, and ruined him.
Live like yourself was now my lady’s word!
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