finished watch purchases - packed trunks at dejueniea la fourchette at 11 and in the diligence for Lausanne at 12. Before getting in, a gentleman that I had met several times at the table at the Curonne - a rather shabbily dressed as a military man but who I understood had served under Napoleon, asked me for my address in America and gave me his - Duc d'Alfrheri - a Marseille - France. And desiring me not to reveal it to any one, as he was in Geneva under an assumed name and to mention his name to Mr. Benton our senator, as he intended shortly to see the president. On business that concerned him, don't know what to think of his pretensions to the title of Duke.

The road to Lausanne lays along the borders of Lake Leman. A fine spring day - a lady and young German in the Coupe cheerful company. Passed a number of villages in the pass - say canton de Vaud - neat and pretty of which Morges is the principal. A few leagues farther on arrived at Lausanne entering by the promenade of Mount Benon.

Rows of trees and seats, for half a mile on each side the road. A calm fine evening, talked about the little town. And on the New Terrace, facing the lake and the Alps beyond reflected on the smooth water. Enjoyed the scene while daylight lasted and then retired to my hotel. Called after the historic "Hotel Gibbon" good house, pleasantly situated and genteelly furnished and no doubt much frequented in the season when Lausanne is visited by strangers-