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the Romans do, will insist on doing in Brittany as the 

 Bretons do, then if he has the good fortune to be travelling 

 with his aunt, wife, daughter, or grandmother, let him at 

 once in fine weather, load her with his Ulster coat, his 

 umbrella, his rugs, his stick, his carpet-bag, while he him- 

 self can lounge along the road with a cigar in his mouth, 

 and a light, joyous heart in his bosom. 



I pointed this out to my elderly relative, and rather than 

 run the risk of being burdened a la inode de Bretagfie, she 

 willingly paid for voitiires to wherever we wanted to go. 

 The Ulsters and carpet-bags were, as it were, hung in ter- 

 rorem over her head. She was Mrs. Damocles out for a 

 holiday. 



Though my object was, as already stated, to mark prices 

 and dishes, yet did I not think it necessary to invest in a 

 "Cook." The travelling tickets issued by this remark- 

 able and energetic creation of the nineteenth century tend 

 to inundate the Continent with a flood of omnivorous 

 tourists, and, by consequence, tend to raise the prices 

 everywhere, and to Anglicise the hotel dinners ; so that 

 there may be at last a second application of the old pro- 

 verb, that " Too many Cooks spoil the broth." Such, Sir, 

 is my own personal and private opinion ; I may be 

 wrong ; I often am when representing myself, as on this 

 occasion. 



Brittany, however, is still comparatively unknown to Eng- 

 lish tourists, though familiar to all Jerseymen, who find them- 

 selves usually as much at home at such an out-of-the-way 

 place as St. Quai, as they would be among the /i?:/^/j--speak- 



