The Walks about _Maestricht_, especially those on the Ramparts, are charming; for there’s no want of good Company, and ’tis the genteelest of all the Garisons that belong to the _Dutch_. ’Tis a very pretty Town, with beautiful Squares, and the Streets are very open. The Catholics, as well as Protestants, have Churches here, and keep up that Union which is remarkable in all the Towns of _Holland_. The _Maese_ passes thro’ this Town, and over it there’s a Stone Bridge; from which, I have been assured for a Truth, the late Marshal _d’Auverquerque_, when a young Man, leaped his Horse into the River, to convince Mademoiselle _de Feldtbruck_, how sincerely he loved her. It seems he was one Day making his Vows and Protestations to her at her Coach-Door, when she told him, That she looked upon all he said to be Flams, and that she would lay him a Wager, he did not love her enough to leap his Horse over into the River. He accepted the Wager, and won it at the Risque of his Life. He was so fortunate as to keep his Footing in the Stirrups, and his Horse was so good as to wade with him to the Shore. But after he had taken this dangerous Leap, he reflected on the capricious Temper of his Mistress; and broke off his Courtship with the young Lady; which, I think, was the least she deserved. I stay’d a few Days at _Maestricht_, which City put me in Mind of my Father, who died there in the Service of the Elector _Frederic_ of _Brandenbourg_. I have been to shed a few Tears at his Tomb in the new Church, which is the only Devoir I could pay to his Memory; the Religion wherein he died, forbidding me to put up the Prayers of the Church for him. The City of LIEGE is about five Leagues from _Maestricht_. A Vessel goes thither, and returns every Day. But to go against the Stream of a River so rapid as the _Maese_, and which in the Summer-time often wants Water, is what I shall never advise any Friend of mine. The Generality of the Antiquarians will have it, that _Liege_ was built by that _Ambiorix_ King of the _Eburons_, a great Enemy of the _Romans_ who cut in Pieces one of their Legions, commanded by two of _Cæsar’s_ Lieutenants; for which Affront, _Cæsar_ afterwards took a sweet Revenge. But be this as it will, ’tis certain that _Liege_ is a very ancient City. ’Tis large and very populous, and situate in a pleasant Valley, encompassed with fine Hills and Dales; wherein there are Meadows, thro’ which there run several Rivulets, that fall into the _Maese_, which passes thro’ the City, and has a Bridge over it of Stone. The Cathedral, dedicated to St. _Lambert_, is famous for its Chapter, which consists of Princes, Cardinals, and Persons of the first Quality; in which Number are included some of but ordinary Extraction, who become Lords of Manors, or _Tressonciers_, (the Title that the Canons assume) by means of the Doctor’s Degree. But this Chapter, let it be as venerable as it will, comes very far short of being as well constituted as those of _Germany_.