I WAS also shewed without the gate of St Justinus, some remains of a Roman aqueduct; and behind the monastery of St Mary, there are the ruins of the imperial palace, where the emperor Claudius was born, and where Severus lived.  The great cathedral of St John is a good Gothic building, and its clock much admired by the Germans.  In one of the most conspicuous parts of the town, is the late king’s statue set up, trampling upon mankind.  I cannot forbear saying one word here, of the French statues (for I never intend to mention any more of them) with their gilded full-bottomed wigs.  If their king had intended to express, in one image, ignorance, ill taste, and vanity, his sculptors could have made no other figure, so proper for that purpose, as this statue, which represents the odd mixture of an old beau, who had a mind to be a hero, with a bushel of curled hair on his head, and a gilt truncheon in his hand.—­The French have been so voluminous on the history of this town, I need say nothing of it.  The houses are tolerably well built, and the Belle Cour well planted, from whence is seen the celebrated joining of the Soane and Rhone.

         "Ubi Rhodanus ingens amne praerapido fluit
          “Ararque dubitans quo suos fluctus agat."

I have had time to see every thing with great leisure, having been confined several days to this town by a swelling in my throat, the remains of a fever, occasioned by a cold I got in the damps of the Alps.  The doctors here threaten me with all sorts of distempers, if I dare to leave them; but I, that know the obstinacy of it, think it just as possible to continue my way to Paris, with it, as to go about the streets of Lyons; and am determined to pursue my journey to-morrow, in spite of doctors, apothecaries, and sore throats.

WHEN you see Lady R——­, tell her I have received her letter, and will answer it from Paris, believing that the place that she would most willingly hear of.  I am, &c. &c: 

LET.  XLIX.

TO THE LADY R——.

Paris, Oct. 10.  O. S. 1718.

I CANNOT give my dear Lady R——­ a better proof of the pleasure I have in writing to her, than chusing to do it in this seat of various amusements, where I am accableed with visits, and those so full of vivacity and compliments, that ’tis full employment enough to hearken, whether one answers or not.  The French ambassadress at Constantinople has a very considerable and numerous family here, who all come to see me, and are never weary of making inquiries.  The air of Paris has already had a good effect on me; for I was never in better health, though I have been extremely ill all the road from Lyons to this place.  You may judge how agreeable the journey has been to me; which did not want that addition to make me dislike it.  I think nothing so terrible as objects of misery, except one had the God-like attribute of being capable to