e their immortalities!
Take from Apollo's hand this lyre,
To sound upon the sacred hill;
And while your finger wakes its fire,
They'll say, 'it is Apollo's still.'"[3]

After Apollo, Pomona immediately came; it was the character which the
Dame Lebrun had reserved for herself; and her couplet would have been
out of place in any person's mouth but her own--

"Let gods their crowns bestow--
An orchard is my all:
Yet poor gifts richer grow,
When from the heart they fall.
If of Pomona's store
To taste you kindly deign,
Trust me, I'll give you as much more
When autumn comes again."[4]

The divertisement ended with a dance of Bacchus and Bacchantes. The
Sieur Grimod enacted the part of Bacchus in full costume, with his head
ornamented with a cap and bells!

We suspect the head of the counsel assisting in getting up this memorial
had been so long surmounted with a wig, that he did not remark upon the
absurdity of the masquerade of the Sieur Grimod. A cap and bells on the
head of wild Bacchus! It is evident, even from the couplet chanted by
the fascinating sub-collector of taxes, that he appeared in a very
different character from the youthful conqueror of India; though we
confess that heads, of which a cap and bells would be the fittest
covering, are not altogether unknown among the heroes and conquerors of
the gorgeous East. It is clear, from the verses, that the great Grimod
appeared, "for this night only," in the character of Folly.

"To set every thing right,
'Tis on that I am bound;
To put sorrow to flight
The true secret I've found!
All these poor silly gods,
With their bouquets held so,
With their songs and their odes,
Without me are no go!
Folly flings
From its wings
A new light on each day.
It incites,
It invites,
To be happy and gay."

Well may the learned barrister close his account of this festival with
the remark--that the life of the Dame Lebrun was a continued series of
amusements; and this cruel husband, when he was not the object or the
cause of her pleasures, was at least made the confidant of them all. As
a proof of this confidence, a history is given of certain proceedings in
the ninth year of their marriage, in which it will be seen that the
Bacchus of the divertisement is not kept entirely in the background. In
the month of February, in 1769, she