278 OCCASIONAL HAPPY THOUGHTS. 



Sir, when I travel, I travel with an object. I do not allude 

 to either of my companions, in making the above statement. 

 One object was, to compare great things with small— to 

 compare, i. e., the hotel bills of England — of merry England 

 — with those of France, where live " our lively neighbours." 

 Another object was to note down the simplest, most effec- 

 tive, prettiest, and most satisfying-at-the-price dishes, and 

 , learn something in addition to the knowledge of economis- 

 ing resources which I have already, in times past, gained 

 from a close observance of many a Continental table d^ hotc. 



I chose Brittany. 



I had been there and still w^ould go. 



Rule Brittania ! Les Bretojis 7ie se7-oiit jamais esclaves / / 

 I understand, 7iow, what this means. It never did apply to 

 us modern Britons, but to the ancient and present Bretons, 

 and observe Breton in the Masculine, for the Bretonne is in 

 quite another pair of sabots. The Bretonne will always be a 

 slave, if she goes on as she is now, while the brave Breton 

 will be her master. 



Who carries the large umbrella, the baskets, the w^ood, 

 the sacks ? The Bretonne. 



Who rides the donkey, and smokes his pipe leisurely.^ 

 The Breton. 



Who toils in the field, cooks the dinner, and waits at 

 table? The Bretonne. 



Who strolls out to see that his wife and daughters are 

 well employed, and then strolls back again with an appetite 

 for dinner ? The Breton. 



If the cosmopolitan traveller, who would do in Rome as 



