erent
provinces, as our judges in Britain go the circuits. They hear
complaints against the different magistrates."--Boswell's "Account of
Corsica," p. 153.--ED.]

As the General resided for some time in this convent, the fathers made a
better appearance than any I saw in the island. I was principally
attended by the Priour, a resolute divine, who had formerly been in the
army, and by Padre Giulio, a man of much address, who still favours me
with his correspondence.

These fathers have a good vineyard and an excellent garden. They have
between 30 and 40 bee-hives in long wooden cases or trunks of trees,
with a covering of the bark of the cork tree. When they want honey, they
burn a little juniper wood, the smoak of which makes the bees retire.
They then take an iron instrument with a sharp-edged crook at one end of
it, and bring out the greatest part of the honey-comb, leaving only a
little for the bees, who work the case full again. By taking the honey
in this way, they never kill a bee. They seemed much at their ease,
living in peace and plenty. I often joked them with the text which is
applied to their order, "Nihil habentes et omnia possidentes. Having
nothing, and yet possessing all things."

I went to the choir with them. The service was conducted with propriety,
and Padre Giulio played on the organ. On the great altar of their church
is a tabernacle carved in wood by a Religious. It is a piece of
exquisite workmanship. A Genoese gentleman offered to give them one in
silver for it; but they would not make the exchange.

These fathers have no library worth mentioning; but their convent is
large and well built. I looked about with great attention, to see if I
could find any inscriptions; but the only one I found was upon a
certain useful edifice.

"Sine necessitate huc non intrate,
Quia necessaria sumus."

A studied, rhiming, Latin conceit marked upon such a place was truly
ludicrous.

I chose to stop a while at Corte, to repose myself after my fatigues,
and to see every thing about the capital of Corsica.

The morning after my arrival here, three French deserters desired to
speak with me. The foolish fellows had taken it into their heads, that I
was come to raise recruits for Scotland, and so they begged to have the
honour of going along with me; I suppose with intention to have the
honour of running off from me, as they had done from their own
regiments.

I received many civilities at Corte