The Voyage On The Subsequent Day Was More Agreeable Than The Preceding One.
The Country Between Macon And Lyons Is Much More Beautiful And Diversified
Than That Which We Have Hitherto Seen And Resembles Much The Picturesque
Scenery Of The West-Indian Landscape.
One part between Macon and Trevoux
resembles exactly the island of Montserrat.
Within two miles of Trevoux we were hailed by some grisettes belonging to
the inns at that place, in order to invite us to dine at their respective
inns. There was one girl exceedingly beautiful whose name was Sophie,
daughter of the proprietor of the Hotel des Sauvages at Trevoux. She, by
her grace and coquetry, obtained the most recruits and when we disembarked
from the boat, she led us in triumph to her hotel. From her beauty and
graceful manner, Sophie, in a country where so much hommage is paid to
beauty, must be a most valuable acquisition to the interests of the inn,
and tho' she smiles on all, she takes care not to make herself cheap, and
like Corisca in the Pastor Fido she holds put hopes which she does not at
all intend to gratify. After passing by the superb scenery on the banks of
the river (which increases in interest as you approach Lyons), the Isle
Barbe and la Tour de la belle Allemande, we arrived at Lyons at 5 p.m.
and debarked on the Quai de la Saone. A fiacre took me up and deposited
me safe at the Hotel du Nord situated on the Place St Claire and not
many yards distant of the Quai du Rhone.
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