his hospitality is commensurate with it. He is said to have a kind heart (I wonder how it is to be got at through the thick rampart by which it is encircled), and, though not gifted with much intellectual power, is not deficient in resolution, witness his pertinacity in resisting Pauline's efforts to extract a portion of his wealth. The beautiful Pauline (for beautiful she continued even to her dying day), ascertaining that the allowance granted by her husband when she separated from him was too small to satisfy her expensive habits, and finding every attempt to induce him to pay her debts unsuccessful, sued him in a court of law for a restitution of conjugal rights, and gained her suit. She believed, and so did all who knew both parties, that il marito would pay any sum rather than have her again as an inmate in his palace. But she was mistaken, for he submitted to the law, said he was ready to receive her, but refused to admit any of the numerous suite of dames de compagnie, gentilshommes de la chambre, secrétaires, médecins, &c. &c., who were attached to her establishment t; her two femmes-de-chambre only being allowed to accompany her. With these hard conditions want of money compelled la belle Pauline to comply, and she arrived at the Palazzo Borghese determined to achieve anew the conquest of the heart of her husband. She arrived all smiles: the Prince met her at the top of the stairs and embraced her. "Cara Paulina" and " Carissimo Camillo," were gently murmured by the lips of each, as he led her, nothing loth, to the wing of the Palace appropriated to her use. He inquired kindly about her health; not a word or look of reproach

escaped either, and his manner was so amiable that she fancied her empire already established. He took his leave, that she might, as he considerately said, repose from the fatigue of her journey, and kissed the beautiful little hand tenderly held out to him. Pauline was delighted; everything looked coleur de rose; but lo! when, having examined the suite of apartments allotted to her, she wished to enter those of the Prince, that she might thank him for the attention paid to her comfort in the arrangement of them, she found the door of communication between the two suites walled up.

Finding, after a short residence beneath the conjugal roof, that neither smiles nor tears could unloose the purse-strings of her husband or restore to her his affections, she left it and returned to her former abode, unable to commence any new suit against the Prince, he having given her no ostensible cause of complaint; au contraire, having treated her with marked politeness during her residence beneath his roof.

October.-Lord Caledon, Sir Michael Shaw Stewart, and Mr. Hallam, spent last evening with us. The latter is an agreeable man, with an acute mind, prone to examine all that interests him, and not disposed to adopt any opinion without investigating it in all its bearings. It is an amusing study to observe how much men's minds are influenced by the peculiar occupations to which they devote their time. I think I should have quickly discovered that the author of the "Middle Ages" was an historian, had I never heard the fact, from the manner in which he unconsciously sifted circumstances detailed in

the conversation to which he listened. His appears to be a mind that never trifles, but sets seriously to work on whatever subject engages his attention. Even now, in this delicious country, instead of enjoying his holidays from literary labour, it is plain that it is not idle, and that in society he is laying in a store of information to augment the treasures he already possesses. Mr. Hallam's is a peculiar countenance, but a very intelligent one, indicative of no ordinary share of acuteness and good sense. I anticipate much gratification from the prospect of seeing him frequently at Rome this winter. When Mr. Hallam's name was announced, some Italian ladies who were present immediately asked if that was indeed the author of the "Middle Ages," and felt gratified at having seen him. A group of English ladies might possibly be less acquainted with the work referred to by the Italian ones with so much pleasure, or might probably have evinced less satisfaction at beholding its author. Except T. Moore, I never saw any other writer received with peculiar distinction by my countrywomen; and even the gifted poet might owe his popularity among the gentler sex to his songs, to which his peculiar and charming mode of singing them adds such attractions.

November.-Lord Lilford has departed for England, and, having had him for a daily guest during the last three months, we miss him very much. He is so good-natured and good-tempered (two qualities that, whatever people may assert to the contrary, do not always go together), that, like sugar, which amalgamates with things the most opposite, and softens

climate, but I canactive duties of a

the acidity of the most sour, his mildness smooths down the asperities of all with whom he comes in contact. He is formed to dwell in Italy and enjoy the dolce far niente of its luxurious not fancy him engaged in the senator at home. There is an imploring expression of laissez-moi tranquille in his good-natured face that is very rare in so young a man, and argues ill for his distinguishing himself in life, if distinction, as most people believe, can only be attained by active pursuits and persevering exertions. Lilford will make an uxorious husband, an indulgent father, and a quiet master; and, after all, it is not of every one of whom so much good can be predicted.

ROME.-Arrived from Florence late last night-to find the house prepared for our reception wholly unlike what we expected, and totally unsuitable for so large a family as ours. And this the Romans call a palace! But so they do every house with any pretensions in this city. It is astonishing that with such an influx of English the Romans have not, like the Neapolitans, rendered their houses more fitted for their accommodation. They have contented themselves with demanding prices à l'Anglaise, but have left the dwellings for which such exorbitant rents are asked in all the pristine nudity of Roman discomfort. I like the grandeur of the old foreign houses, faded though it be, infinitely better than the tawdry attempt at modern French decoration, now so prevalent at Rome.

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and never beheld less tempting habitations than those I went over. Not one offered a single room in which a person accustomed to comfort could say, or fancy, Here I can manage to render the apartment cheerful and liveable." In one of these dreary mansions I met Mr. Hallam, who looked as ruefully as myself at the gloomy, half-furnished rooms; but more surprised, I imagine, at the rent demanded, as he is a stranger in the land, wherein I have been a sojourner of some three years' standing.

I have, at length, found an abode, in the Palazzo Negroni, of which I have engaged the two principal floors, at one hundred guineas a-month, for six months certain, a sum for which an admirable house could be had in England; while this is, though the best to be had, anything but desirable in my opinion. The entrance is through a small court-yard into which the stables open; and the task of Hercules, in cleansing the Augean ones, was not more required than here. The suites of rooms are good, but the furniture of the whole would not be sufficient to arrange two of them with comfort: so that, now the house is obtained, we must look out for furniture to be hired, to put into it. This acquisition will, I am told, cost about twenty pounds a-month; and, after all, the abode will not be comparable to any of those to be had at Naples. But murmuring will not render things any better: so, Courage! and to-morrow I will try if, with the aid of countless yards of white muslin, for clean windowcurtains, innumerable table-covers, with which we are always provided, to conceal the ill-polished wood, and