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Only fifty such lives are needed to reach back to the first known period of the world. "What are fifty generations for the study of the mysteries of life?" said the Comte de Saint-Germain. In 1786 Bodard de Saint-James, treasurer of the navy, excited more attention and gossip as to his luxury than any other financier in Paris.
Madame Bodard de Saint-James was ambitious, and professed to receive none but persons of quality at her house, an old absurdity which is ever new. To her thinking, even the parliamentary judges were of small account; she wished for titled persons in her salons, or at all events, those who had the right of entrance at court.
He is as meek as a sheep and as timid as a girl. His Eminence is very kind to him." "What is the nature of the affair?" "Oh! a question of three hundred thousand francs." "Then the man is a lawyer?" I said, with a slight shrug. "Yes," she replied. Somewhat confused by this humiliating avowal, Madame Bodard returned to her place at a faro-table. All the tables were full.
"Possibly," said Beaumarchais, cut to the quick; "but I have millions that can balance many a score." Calonne pretended not to hear. It was long past midnight when the play ceased. Supper was announced. There were ten of us at table: Bodard and his wife, Calonne, Beaumarchais, the two strange men, two pretty women, whose names I will not give here, a fermier-general, Lavoisier, and myself.
"But Catharine had disappeared, and I awoke, trembling and in tears, till reason resumed her sway, and told me that the doctrines of that proud Italian were detestable, and that neither king nor people had a right to act on the principles she had enounced, which I felt were only worthy of a nation of atheists." When the unknown ceased to speak, the ladies made no remark. M. Bodard was asleep.
As the author himself states in his preface, Harlequin roi dans la Lune, a three act comedy by Bodard de Tezay, produced at the Varietes Amusantes, 17 December, 1785, has nothing to do with the old Italian scenes. An opera by Settle, entitled The World in the Moon, put on at Drury Lane in 1697, is quite different from Mrs. Behn's farce.
At this period he was building his famous "Folie" at Neuilly, and his wife had just bought a set of feathers to crown the tester of her bed, the price of which had been too great for even the queen to pay. Bodard owned the magnificent mansion in the place Vendome, which the fermier-general, Dange, had lately been forced to leave.
He made a movement, and the knife hurt my own side." "He is an ass," said Lavoisier. "No he is only drunk," replied Beaumarchais. "But, gentlemen, my dream has a meaning in it," cried the surgeon. "Oh! oh!" exclaimed Bodard, who awoke at the moment "my leg's asleep." "Your animals are dead, my dear," said his wife.
It is called the Two Dreams, and, we think, is a sketch of great power. Bodard de St James, treasurer of the navy in 1786, was the best known, and most talked of, of all the financiers in Paris. He had built his celebrated Folly at Neuilly, and his wife had bought an ornament of feathers for the canopy of her bed, the enormous price of which had put it beyond the power of the Queen.
Bodard possessed the magnificent hotel in the Place Vendôme which the collector of taxes, Dangé, had been forced to leave. Madame de St James was ambitious, and would only have people of rank about her a weakness almost universal in persons of her class. The humble members of the lower house had no charms for her.
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