But it is time to terminate this epistle.  Yet I must not fail informing you, that every thing strikes me as approximating very much to my own native country.  The countenances, the dresses, the manners of the inhabitants, are very nearly English.  My apartments are gay as well as comfortable.  A green-morocco sofa, beneath a large and curiously cut looking-glass—­with chairs having velvet seats, and wainscot and ceiling very elegantly painted and papered—­all remind me that I am in a respectable hotel.  A strange sight occupied my attention the very first morning after my arrival.  As the day broke fully into my room—­it might be between five and six o’clock—­I heard a great buzzing of voices in the street.  I rose, and looking out of window, saw, from one end of the street to the other, a countless multitude of women—­sitting, in measured ranks, with pots of cream and butter before them.  It was in fact the chief market day for fruit, cream, and butter; and the Himelfort Gasse is the principal mart for the sale of these articles.  The weather has recently become milder, and I feel therefore in better trim for the attack upon the IMPERIAL LIBRARY, where I deliver my credentials, or introductory letters, to-morrow.  God bless you.

[97] St. FLORIAN was a soldier and sufferer in the time of the Emperors
    Diocletian and Maximinian.  He perished in the tenth and last
    persecution of the Christian Church by the Romans.  The judge, who
    condemned him to death, was Aquilinus.  After being importuned to
    renounce the Christian religion, and to embrace the Pagan creed, as
    the only condition of his being rescued from an immediate and cruel
    death, St. Florian firmly resisted all entreaties; and shewed a
    calmness, and even joyfulness of spirits, in proportion to the stripes
    inflicted upon him previous to execution.  He was condemned to be
    thrown into the river, from a bridge, with a stone fastened round his
    neck.  The soldiers at first hesitated about carrying the judgment of
    Aquilinus into execution.  A pause of an hour ensued:  which was
    employed by St. Florian in prayer and ejaculation!  A furious young man
    then rushed forward, and precipitated the martyr into the river: 
    “Fluvius autem suscipiens martyrem Christi, expavit, et elevatis undis
    suis, in quodam eminentiori loco in saxo corpus ejus deposuit.  Tunc
    annuente favore divino, adveniens aquila, expansis alis suis in modum
    crucis, eum protegebat.” Acta Sanctorum; Mens.  Maii, vol. i. p. 463. 
    St. Florian is a popular saint both in Bavaria and Austria.  He is
    usually represented in armour, pouring water from a bucket to
    extinguish a house, or a city, in flames, which is represented below. 
    Raderus, in his Bavaria Sacra, vol. i. p. 8, is very particular
    about this monastery, and gives a list of the pictures above noticed,