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France in eighteen hundred and two

Chapter 47: CONCLUSION
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A collection of contemporary letters presents a British visitor's account of France in 1802, combining travel narrative, descriptive scenes, and political commentary. The writer records journeys between ports and provincial towns, encounters with customs officials and soldiers, and everyday hardships caused by war and revolution. Observations address administrative control under the Consulate, the mood and motivations of conscripts, municipal practices, and the persistence of social disorder alongside attempts at order. Interspersed reflections recall revolutionary events and legal proceedings while conveying local color, practical travel details, and reflections on the nation’s unsettled condition.

CONCLUSION

We did not experience any difficulty in getting out of Paris, after our four months’ stay there.

I went to the office of Minister Talleyrand with my passport. It was punctually returned by noon the next day, and after sending our heavy luggage to the office of the diligence and laid in a stock of provisions for the journey, we stepped into our chaise and took our leave of the French capital. As it was my wish to gratify my companion with the sight of as much of France as our time would permit, we did not return by the road we came, but shaped our course for Brussels. The account of that extensive tour would be out of place here, being too long for insertion. Suffice it to say that though bowed down under the yoke of a most horrible despotism, the rest of France, unlike Paris, presents everywhere objects of interest and sympathy. The moral influence of the Revolution has by no means wrought such pernicious effects as might have been expected. The people retained much of their civility and engaging manners of former times, and until my second interview with the brutal Mengard at Calais, there was not one place from Senlis where we did not feel a regret at leaving.

CONCLUSION

The roads are inconceivably wretched; and sometimes very dangerous. We were often obliged to go for many miles at a foot’s pace. Between Arras and Lille ruts were often three feet deep, our traces were continually breaking, and fresh horses constantly required. In some places the people did not even know the Peace had been signed, for no English had come that way. While getting out of the carriage they once asked me, with looks of inexpressible anxiety, whether I had brought them peace at last. On my answering “Yes,” they exclaimed: “Ah! but has the King of England signed it?”

These letters give my opinions of the present Government of France. I purpose, however, to give the subject a more ample and serious discussion, although I do not pledge myself to execute this work.

I left the Republic convinced that it was the interest of France to be at peace with England, but with manifold doubts of that Peace’s long continuance.