A Proper Judgment On The
Spanish Nation For Its Cruelty And Fanaticism!
My guide at Leghorn
conducted me to see the burying ground belonging to the English factory,
which is interesting enough from the variety of tombs, monuments and
inscriptions.
Here all Protestants, to whatever nation they belong, are
buried. I noticed Smollett's tomb. It is on the whole an interesting spot,
tho' not quite so much so as the cemetery of Pere La Chaise at Paris.
I returned to Florence from Leghorn tout d'une traite in the diligence.
We stopped at Fornacetti (half way) to dine. There is a good table d'Hote
(ordinario) there.
FLORENCE, 22nd Novr.
I have become acquainted with Lord Dillon[102] and his family, who are
residing here and from whom I have received much civility. I met at his
house the Marchese Giuliani, one of the adherents of King Joachim, a very
amiable and clever man who speaks English fluently. Lord Dillon is a man of
much reading and information and his conversation is at all times a great
treat. His lady too is very amiable and accomplished. I went one day with a
friend of mine to a pique-nique party at the Cascino, where a laughable
adventure occurred perfectly in the stile of the novelle of Boccacio. As
it is not the custom in Florence that husbands and wives should go together
to places of public amusement, the lady is generally accompanied by her
cavalier servente: but it by no means follows that the cavalier
servente is the favored lover:
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