TRAVELLER'S MANUSCRIPT It may well be asked (_it was thus the English traveller began his nineteenth chapter_) why I should have chosen Grunewald out of so many other states equally petty, formal, dull, and corrupt.

Accident, indeed, decided, and not I; but I have seen no reason to regret my visit.

The spectacle of this small society macerating in its own abuses was not perhaps instructive, but I have found it exceedingly diverting.
The reigning Prince, Otto Johann Friedrich, a young man of imperfect education, questionable valour, and no scintilla of capacity, has fallen into entire public contempt.

It was with difficulty that I obtained an interview, for he is frequently absent from a court where his presence is unheeded, and where his only role is to be a cloak for the amours of his wife.

At last, however, on the third occasion when I visited the palace, I found this sovereign in the exercise of his inglorious function, with the wife on one hand, and the lover on the other.