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towers of which two men are stationed every night; and to give the proof of their watching, they are obliged every quarter of an hour to pull a cord communicating with a clock, and then the hour strikes for the second time. If they perceive a fire they give the alarm through a speaking trumpet.
In the course of the day I made an excursion of about four miles to the south of Geneva, to visit the grave of a young friend. The cemetery of the Protestant Church of Chene contains but two monuments. One is to the His torical Painter J. P. Saint Ours, who died on the 16th of April, 1809. The other is a plain marble tablet fixed to the wall of the church, and bearing the following inscription :
H. S. E.
Natione Britannus :
Of an individual to “ fame unknown,” but to memory ever dear, the sentiments of friendship and affection would freely prompt the eulogy, claimed alike by his talents and his virtues, from one who intimately knew and fraternally loved him. But this is not the place for tributary animadversions however just on private worth, nor for effu
sions of personal feeling however sincere. Suffice it for me, on this subject of my heartfelt sorrow and of my lasting regret, to add, that
“ No sooner seen than fled; admir'd, than mourn'd,” this amiable and promising character, after having ably and conscientiously fulfilled the term of his engagement, as Tutor to the sons of a Gentleman, whom he lived with for two years in France, and afterwards accompanied into Italy, died at Chene, on his return from Milan.
The Protestant Church at Chene is in the form of a half circle, (like that of the Chamber of Deputies at Paris) and so much approved is the arrangement of the pulpit, benches, and galleries, that (as I was told) the plan of the interior has been followed in most of the newly-erected Temples for the Reformed Religion in France.
Proceeding tbrough the village, which extensive and populous, stands partly in the Savoyard and partly in the Genevan territory, I went to the house where my poor friend resided and entered the room where he breathed his last. The owner, Dr. Du F. is a worthy humane man; he received me with kindness and hospitality, and communicated several particulars on the lamented event which had brought me to the spot. The situation of the place is elevated and open; and its pure invigorating air, well calculated to impart strength to a debilitated constitution. As we looked from the terrace of this gentleman's garden, the Salève presented its bigb calcareous ridge in the front view: to the left the beautiful bill of the Mole reared its cultivated sides and woody summit. We were in the midst of vineyards: behind us shone the Lake; and around us rose the mountains.
After dining at the table d'hote of our hotel (La Couronne) we took advantage of a lovely afternoon for a walk, and pursued our course into the country by the Porte d'Italie. Near Coligni about a mile on the road towards Thonon, an eminence overlooking the lake afforded us a fine view of Geneva, the bastion of St. Antoine, the Catbedral, and lofty line of houses towards the water, with the rich country of the Pays-deVaud far extending to the right, and the chain of the Jura for a back ground to the whole.-Returning from this short pedestrian excursion, which lay through a very pretty district, and close to many agreeably situated and well fashioned villas, (several of the best of them inhabited by English families), we bent our steps to the village of Eaux-Vives, on the eastern bank of the lake. At this place, whence Rousseau dates some of his letters, we took boat at half-past five o'clock, and crossed over to Secheron, passing the gardens belonging to the Hoteld'Angleterre, a very favourite resort of our countrymen. Secheron is about two miles from Geneva by the road; and about the same distance by water from Eaux-Vives. Nature is bountiful to this locality, and Art has been employed in its further decoration: the bank projects with great boldness into the lake, above which it rises full thirty feet perpendicular. The ground teems with ornamental irregularities. Trees, grottoes, and seats; modern summer-houses and mock ruins tastefully harmonize with the surrounding scene. On the north side of this little cape is a charming bay, with here and there a mass of rock peeping above the surface of the glassy wave.-All circumstances contributed to render this little traject delightful
“ Lake Leman woo'd us with its crystal face,"
whilst Mont Blanc, momentarily cleared of the thick nebulous cloak that bad all day bung around him, was distinctly visible; soaring majestically above every other eartbly object, and resplendent in the beam of Phoebus sbot from the western cliff upon his snowy breast and summits. The idea of matchless altitude, as con nected with the sight of that mountain, then indeed became most powerfully impressive on our minds. We could trace in succession almost all the outline of its upper regions with a clearness, scarcely inferior to that with which we bad marked it from the Col-de-Balme: and to reflect that it was 70 miles distant from the lake on whose clear placid surface we were then floating, was the only thought that could augment the force of those sensations with which we contemplated the transient spectacle of Nature's glory. In a little while, fresh clouds rolling on began to impair our view: the head of Mont Blanc continued for a few minutes longer to exbibit the fervid tints of sunset; and then a dense assemblage of vapours bid it from our sight.—Deprived of the magnet which had bitherto rivetted our regards to that quarter, we turned with involuntary quickness to catch the equally brilliant and fleeting beauty of the fleecy clouds that had congregated on the opposite side : their golden hue was strikingly contrasted with that of
“ Darkened Jura, whose cap't heights appeard
“ Precipitously steep." The splendour of the mountain-scene was soon over: but the lake remained pure and serene; and the peacefulness
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