« [p. 211] St. Germain, a tall brick castle, surrounded by a fosse, has a venerable though gloomy aspect : the apartments are small, and for the most part unfurnished, exhibiting only the remnants of magnificence ; but it is not without a feeling of interest we pass through the chambers in which the exiled James spent the last years of his life : the silence and nakedness, both of the castle and town, are in unison with ideas of faded grandeur ; like the character of the fallen monarch, they look monastic, dark and unfortunate. A large town, half inhabited, seldom fails to give birth to melancholy : decay is in all circumstances abhorrent to our feelings, but especially the decay of human society. The principal Restaurateur still exhibits the sign of "The Prince of Wales" ; and feeble as is this record of royalty, it would be difficult to find in any other corner of the world so considerable a mark of respect to the exiled Stuarts. The superb terrace, which bounds the park towards the valley of the Seine, is justly admired [p. 212] for its extent of 7200 fett, and pleasing prospect over Paris and St. Denis. The park contains 8500 acres, and is still stocked with game, for the recreation of the royal family. »