all heart-burnings, antipathies, and animosities, may be eternally extinguished; and that, from henceforth, there may be no national rivalries but such as tend to establish, upon a firmer footing, and upon a more comprehensive scale, the peace and happiness of fellow-creatures, of whatever persuasion they may be:—­of such, who sedulously cultivate the arts of individual and of national improvement, and blend the duties of social order with the higher calls of morality and religion.  Ah! my friend, these are neither foolish thoughts nor romantic wishes.  They arise naturally in an honest heart, which, seeing that all creation is animated and upheld by ONE and the SAME POWER, cannot but ardently hope that ALL may be equally benefited by a reliance upon its goodness and bounty.  From this eminence we have descended somewhat into humbler walks.  We have visited hospitals, strolled in flower-gardens, and associated with publishers and collectors of works—­both of the dead and of the living.  So now, fare you well.  Commend me to your family and to our common friends,—­especially to the Gorburghers should they perchance enquire after their wandering Vice President.  Many will be the days passed over, and many the leagues traversed, ere I meet them again.  Within twenty-four hours my back will be more decidedly turned upon “dear old England”—­for that country, in which her ancient kings once held dominion, and where every square mile (I had almost said acre) is equally interesting to the antiquary and the agriculturist.  I salute you wholly, and am yours ever.

[71] The reader may possibly not object to consult two or three pages of
    the Bibliographical Decameron, beginning at page 137, vol. ii.
    respecting a few of the early Rouen printers.  The name of MAUFER,
    however, appears in a fine large folio volume, entitled Gaietanus
    de Tienis Vincentini in Quatt.  Aristot.  Metheor.  Libros, of the
    date of 1476—­in the possession of Earl Spencer.  See AEd.
    Althorp. vol. ii. p. 134.  From the colophon of which we can only
    infer that Maufer was a citizen of Rouen. [According to M.
    Licquet, the first book printed at Rouen—­a book of the greatest
    rarity—­was entitled Les Croniques de Normandie, par Guillaume Le
    Talleur, 1487, folio.]

[72] [Since the publication of the first edition of this Tour, I have had
    particular reason to become further acquainted with the
    partiality of the Rouennois for Parisian printing.  When M. Licquet did
    me the honour to translate my IXth Letter, subjoining notes, (which
    cut their own throats instead of that of the author annotated upon) he
    employed the press of Mons. Crapelet, at Paris:  a press, as eminently
    distinguished for its beauty and accuracy, as its Director has proved
    himself to be for his narrow-mindedness and acrimony of feeling.  M.L.
    (as I learnt from a friend who conversed with him, and as indeed I
    naturally expected) seemed to be sorry for what he had done.]