there was a Convent of the _Carthusian_
Order, which would be well worth my seeing. I was doubly glad to hear
it, as it was an Order most a Stranger to me; and as I had often heard
from many others, most unaccountable Relations of the Severity of their
Way of Life, and the very odd Original of their Institution.

The next Morning therefore, being _Sunday_, we took a Walk to the
Convent. It was situated at the Foot of a great Hill, having a pretty
little River running before it. The Hill was naturally cover'd with
Evergreens of various Sorts; but the very Summit of the Rock was so
impending, that one would at first Sight be led to apprehend the
Destruction of the Convent, from the Fall of it. Notwithstanding all
which, they have very curious and well ordered Gardens; which led me to
observe, that, what ever Men may pretend, Pleasure was not incompatible
with the most austere Life. And indeed, if I may guess of others by
this, no Order in that Church can boast of finer Convents. Their Chapel
was completely neat, the Altar of it set out with the utmost
Magnificence, both as to fine Paintings, and other rich Adornments. The
Building was answerable to the rest; and, in short, nothing seem'd
omitted, that might render it beautiful or pleasant.

When we had taken a full Survey of all; we, not without some Regret,
return'd to our very indifferent Inn; Where the better to pass away the
Time, Father _White_ gave me an ample Detail of the Original of that
Order. I had before-hand heard somewhat of it; nevertheless, I did not
care to interrupt him, because I had a Mind to hear how his Account
would agree with what I had already heard.

"_Bruno_," said the Father, "the Author or Founder of this
Order, was not originally of this, but of another. He had a
holy Brother of the same Order, that was his Cell-mate, or
Chamber-fellow, who was reputed by all that ever saw or knew
him, for a Person of exalted Piety, and of a most exact holy
Life. This man, _Bruno_ had intimately known for many years;
and agreed in his Character, that general Consent did him no
more than Justice, having never observed any Thing in any of
his Actions, that, in his Opinion, could be offensive to God
or Man. He was perpetually at his Devotions; and
distinguishably remarkable, for never permitting any Thing but
pious Ejaculations to proceed out of his Mouth. In short, he
was reputed a Saint upon