grand-daughter, the Princess Christina, on her journey hither to see her sister the Dauphiness.  When mesdames his grand-daughters made him an unexpected visit, he was so disturbed for fear it should derange his finances, which he thought were not in advance, that he shut himself up for an hour with his treasurer, to find resources; was charmed to know he should not run in debt, and entertained them magnificently.  His end was calm and gay, like his life, though he suffered terribly, and he said so extraordinary a life could not finish in a common way.  To a lady who had set her ruffle on fire, and scorched her arm about the same time, he said, “Madame, nous brulons du meme feu.”  The poor Queen had sent him the very night-gown that occasioned his death:  he wrote to her, “C’etoit pour me tenir chaud, mais il m’a tenu trop chaud.”

[Footnote 1:  Stanislaus Leczinski was the father of the queen of Louis XV.  On the conclusion of peace between France and the Empire it was arranged that the Duke of Lorraine should exchange that duchy for Tuscany, and that Lorraine should be allotted to Stanislaus, with a reversion to his daughter and to France after his death.]

Yesterday we had the funeral oration on the Dauphin; and are soon to have one on Stanislaus.  It is a noble subject; but if I had leisure, I would compose a grand funeral oration on the number of princes dead within these six months.  What fine pictures, contrasts, and comparisons they would furnish!  The Duke of Parma and the King of Denmark reigning virtuously with absolute power!  The Emperor at the head of Europe, and encompassed with mimic Roman eagles, tied to the apron-strings, of a bigoted and jealous virago.  The Dauphin cultivating virtues under the shade of so bright a crown, and shining only at the moment that he was snatched from the prospect of empire.  The old Pretender wasting away in obscurity and misfortune, after surviving the Duke of Cumberland, who had given the last blow to the hopes of his family; and Stanislaus perishing by an accident,—­he who had swam over the billows raised by Peter the Great and Charles XII., and reigning, while his successor and second of his name was reigning on his throne.  It is not taking from the funereal part to add, that when so many good princes die, the Czarina is still living!

The public again thinks itself on the eve of a war, by the recall of Stahremberg, the Imperial Minister.  It seems at least to destroy the expectation of a match between the youngest Archduchess and the Dauphin, which it was thought Stahremberg remained here to bring about.  I like your Great Duke for feeling the loss of his Minister.  It is seldom that a young sovereign misses a governor before he tastes the fruits of his own incapacity.

March 1_st_.

We have got more letters from England, where the Ministers are still triumphant.  They had a majority of 108 on the day that it was voted to bring in a bill to repeal the Stamp Act.  George Grenville’s ignorance and blunders were displayed to his face and to the whole world; he was hissed through the Court of Requests, where Mr. Conway was huzza’d.  It went still farther for Mr. Pitt, whom the mob accompanied home with “Io Pitts!” This is new for an opposition to be so unpopular.  Adieu!