waste paper, that individuals may make themselves easy without
parting company. I insist upon it, that this practice would not
be more indelicate than that which is now in use. What then, you
will say, must a man sit with his chops and fingers up to the
ears and knuckles in grease? No; let those who cannot eat without
defiling themselves, step into another room, provided with basons
and towels: but I think it would be better to institute schools,
where youth may learn to eat their victuals, without daubing
themselves, or giving offence to the eyes of one another.

The bourgeois of Boulogne have commonly soup and bouilli at noon,
and a roast, with a sallad, for supper; and at all their meals
there is a dessert of fruit. This indeed is the practice all over
France. On meagre days they eat fish, omelettes, fried beans,
fricassees of eggs and onions, and burnt cream. The tea which
they drink in the afternoon is rather boiled than infused; it is
sweetened all together with coarse sugar, and drank with an equal
quantity of boiled milk.

We had the honour to be entertained the other day by our
landlord, Mr. B--, who spared no cost on this banquet, exhibited
for the glory of France. He had invited a newmarried couple,
together with the husband's mother and the lady's father, who was
one of the noblesse of Montreuil, his name Mons. L--y. There were
likewise some merchants of the town, and Mons. B--'s uncle, a
facetious little man, who had served in the English navy, and was
as big and as round as a hogshead; we were likewise favoured with
the company of father K--, a native of Ireland, who is vicaire or
curate of the parish; and among the guests was Mons. L--y's son,
a pretty boy, about thirteen or fourteen years of age. The repas