ved for to-morrow. The watchman has just
commenced his rounds, by announcing, as usual, the hour of _ten_--which
announce is succeeded by a long (and as I learn _metrical_)
exhortation--for the good folks of Stuttgart to take care of their fires
and candles. I obey his injunctions; and say good night.

[1] See vol. ii. p. 421.

[2] [Of this PORTRAIT, which may be truly said to enrich the pages of the
previous edition of the Tour, a more _liberal_ use has been made
than I was prepared to grant. My worthy friends, Messrs. Treuttel,
Wuertz, and Richter were welcome to its republication; but a _third
edition_ of it, by another hand, ought not to have been published
without permission. The ORIGINAL of this Portrait has ceased to exist.
After a laborious life of fourscore years, the learned Schweighaeuser
has departed--in the fullest maturity of reputation arising from
classical attainments; to which must be added, all the excellences of
a mild, affable, christian-like disposition. As a husband, a father,
and a friend, none went before him: no one displayed these domestic
virtues in a more perfect and more pleasing form. As a Greek Scholar
and Commentator, he may be said to rank with Hemsterhusius,
Wyttenbach, and Heyne. He was equally the boast of Strasbourg and the
glory of his age. Never was profound learning more successfully united
with "singleness of heart," and general simplicity of character. He
ought to have a splendid monument (if he have it not already?) among
his Fellow Worthies in the church of St. Thomas at Strasbourg. PEACE
TO HIS ASHES!]

[3] For the first time, my bill (which I invariably called for, and
settled, every day) was presented to me in a printed form, in the
_black letter_, within an ornamented border. It was entitled
Rechnung von Gottlob Ernst Teichmann, zum Waldhorn in Stuttgart. The
printed articles, against which blanks are left, to be filled up
according to the quantity and quality of the fare, were these:
Fruhstuck, Mittag-Essen, Nacht Essen, Fremder Wein, Ordinarier Wein,
Verschiedenes, Logis, Feuerung, Bediente. I must be allowed to add,
that the head waiter of the Waldhorn, or _Hunting Horn_, was one
of the most respectably looking, and well-mannered, of his species. He
spoke French fluently, but with the usual German accent. The master of
the inn was coarse and bluff, bu