THE CASANOVA TOUR
by Pablo Günther

( ContentsPart VII:
TRAVELLING CARRIAGES - (part III, VI - VIII)  - Casanova's Carriages (2)  - 8. Geneva 2   - 9. Lyons - 10. Wesel - 11. Riga - 12. Warsaw - 13. Paris 3 - 14. Salerno - II. His Carriages in Paris  (continuation: Carriages 15. - 17. part VIII )


8. The English Coupé "Geneva 2"
 Called by Casanova: voiture anglaise.
The very beautiful "Diligence à l'anglaise" of the Musée de la Voiture et du Tourisme at Compiègne, France. I presume that it was built in France around 1775. Berlin-undercarriage with crane-necks and the body, suspended in S-springs, in the perfect shape of an English travelling coupé. - Photo: PG.
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Possible producer: Richard Grey, Coachmaker, Piccadilly, London.
Type: Post Chariot.
Model: "GT de Luxe".
Equipment: 2 folding seats. Curtains.
New price (according to Casanova): about 250 Guineas (60,000 d.).
Former owner: a used-carriage dealer in Geneva.
Price: 100 Louis d'or (24,000 d.) plus coach "Aachen".
Route: 2,080 km. Geneva - Lausanne - Geneva - Lyons - Chambéry - Mont Cenis-pass - Turin - Mont Cenis - Geneva - Mont Cenis - Turin - Milan - Genoa - (by ship: Genoa - Antibes) - Antibes - Marseille - La Croix d'Or - Avignon - Lyons - Pont-de-Beauvoisin.
Dates: August 1762 - May 1763.
First new owner: Marcolina.
Destination: Venice.
Second new owner: Procuratore Francesco II. Lorenzo Morosini.
Selling price: 1,000 Ducats valued as 1,000 Écus (30,000 d.).
Purchase of an English Coupé in Geneva:
(HL,VIII/4,p.83.) That evening, as the Syndic and I were on our way to visit our pretty cousins, I saw a fine English carriagefor sale, and I exchanged it for mine, giving a hundred louis to boot.
Excursion to Lodi:
(HL,VIII/9,p.252.) I took a place on the folding seat of my carriage, holding the Countess's son on a big pillow in my lap.
The memorable journey from Genoa to Lyons:
From Genoa to Antibes, Casanova had four companions: his brother Gaetano, the young ladies - La Crosin of Marseille and Marcolina of Venice, and the painter Passano.
(HL,IX/2,p.33.) My felucca, which was of good size, had twelve rowers and was armed with some small cannon and with twenty-four muskets, so that we should be able to defend ourselves against pirates. [My servant] Clairmont had cleverly had my carriage and my luggage arranged in such a way that five mattresses were stretched across them at full length, so that we could have slept and even undressed as if in a room. We had good pillows and wide covers. A long tent of serge covered the whole ship, and two lanterns hung from the two ends of the long beam which held up the tent.
At Menton:
(P.39f.) We go on board the felucca; and the officer, delighted with my fine carriage, falls to examining it. (...).
At four o'clock we were off Nice, and at six o'clock we landed at Antibes. Clairmont saw to having everything I had brought in the felucca taken to my rooms, waiting until the next day to have my carriage made ready for the road again [mounted, assembled; "faire remonter"].

(HL,IX/4,p.78f.) We [Casanova and Marcolina] left the next day, intending to travel all night and not stop until we reached Avignon, but at half past five o'clock, a league beyond the Croix d'Or, the fastening of the pole of my carriage broke, so that we needed a cartwright. We had to resign ourselves to waiting until the nearest one to the place at which we were could come to our aid. Clairmont went to make inquiries at a pretty house [Henriette's chateau de Valabre] on our right at the end of a drive 300 paces long and bordered by trees. I had only one postilion [usually two], whom I forbade to leave the four too restive horses. He came back with two menservants from the house which we saw, one of whom brought a message from his master inviting me to wait for the cartwright in his house. (...).
The pole is made fast with ropes, and, leaving Clairmont to guard everything, I go to the house on foot with Marcolina. The cartwright had been sent for, and the carriage slowly followed us.
(P.81.) A servant came in to tell me that the cartwright was in the courtyard and that he said it would take him at least four hours to put my carriage in condition to travel. I then asked permission to go down, and I looked at everything. The cartwright lived a quarter of a league away, I was thinking of going there in the carriage itself by fastening the pole to the forecarriage with ropes, when the gentleman who did the honors of the house asked me in the Countess's [Henriette's] behalf to sup and spend the night at her house, for, if I went to the cartwright's it would be out of my way, I should not get there until nightfall, and the cartwright, having to work by candle-light, would do everything badly. So persuaded, I told the cartwright to go home and to come back at daybreak with whatever he needed to put me in condition to leave.
(P.82f.) The next morning I rose at daybreak to hasten the cartwright's labors. Coffee was brought to me at my carriage, and when everything was ready I asked if the Countess was visible so that I could go to thank her. (...).
After exhausting my stock of compliments, and giving a louis to each of the servants present, I set off.
A few days later, Casanova and Marcolina arrived at Lyons and put up at the Hotel du Parc. This was witnessed by a young French lady, Marie de Nairne, and described in a letter of 28th May 1763 (Compigny des Bordes,p.2) to her fiancé, the Scotch Baron Michel de Ramsay, (extracts by C de Bordes; translated by Gillian Rees):
"This stunning traveller arrived in a berlin at the Hotel on the Park in Lyon towards five o'clock in the evening. He immediately created a hullabaloo because he was not given the room he claimed he had booked in advance. His servant, like himself, had the same threatening manner. (...) But at table, once the hors d'oeuvre had been served, he was in charming humour, expounding enthusiastically upon a thousand different subjects. We hung on his lips. (...) The Chevalier d'Agis, who sat near him, burned with desire to know this extraordinary individual. (...) He was tall, with a tanned complexion, richly dressed with heavy jewelled rings on his fingers. His foreign accent was highly comical. A very good looking young woman, dark and with dazzling teeth, and the same foreign accent, who had come with him in the coach, laughed ceaselessly at the stories related for our amusement. (...) On leaving the table, he proposed a game at which M. de Longuemare held the bank. The Chevalier lost twenty louis, M. de Longuemare about a hundred, and the astonishing stranger won some rolls [of money]. (...) Before we went to bed, he offered some sweets to the ladies, and at last M. d'Agis, as he had wished, was able to talk to him. (...) It was M. de Casanova, a Venetian noble."
Still at Lyons. Casanova decided to send Marcolina back in the company of the Venetian Ambassadors on their return home. He presented her with 400,000 Bayocks (converted), and in addition his carriage, because he wanted to secure her future:
(HL,IX/5,p.119 ff.) "I must," said Signor Querini, "see about putting my major-domo in another carriage, for the calash holds only two."
"Your Excellency need not trouble about that", I said, "for Marcolina has a carriage of her own in which [her maid] Signora Veneranda will be very comfortable and in which she can put her trunks."
"You mean," she asked me, "to give me your carriage too?"
I could not answer. I pretended to blow my nose, and I went to the window to dry my tears.
(Casanova so loved his English Coupé...)
(...). The travelers were to set off on the next day but one.
Back in our room and feeling that nothing could console me, I undressed, ordering Clairmont to have the carriage gone over and put it in condition for a long journey. I flung myself on the bed in a dressing gown, refusing to listen to all the very reasonable things Marcolina was saying to me.
"Consider," she said, "that it is not I who am leaving you but you who are sending me away."
Toward six o'clock Signor Morosini and Signor Querini entered the courtyard and, before coming upstairs, stopped to look at my carriage, which the cartwright was examining. They spoke to Clairmont, then came to see us. I asked them to excuse me for being in undress. Signor Querini made me laugh by remarking on the large number of boxes which Marcolina had to find a way of getting into the carriage, and he exclaimed admiringly when he learned that it was the one he had just seen, for it was very fine. Signor Morosini told Marcolina that if she would sell it to him as soon as she was in Venice he would give her a thousand ducats for it, which was exactly a thousand French écus; it was worth twice as much. (...).
(...) we went to their lodging at eight to give Signora Veneranda time to put everything she needed in the carriage. (...).
I put on boots and spurs, telling Clairmont that I should be back the next day, and when Marcolina was ready I got into the carriage with her and went to the Ambassadors' lodging. (...).
[The next morning] we left, I on the folding seat opposite to the heart which I was tearing from my bosom and to Signora Veneranda, who kept us amused for a long time by her exaggerated comments on the beauty and comfort of the carriage and on her good fortune in riding in it as if she were an Ambassadress, as her master had said to her, for their carriages were nothing in comparison with ours.
We took coffee at Bourgoin while the horses were changed, and the Ambassadors decreed that we should go no farther than Le Pont de Beauvoisin, for Signor Querini did not like to travel at night. (...).
The horses were harnessed, and a saddle horse which I had ordered to take me to La Tour-du-Pin [second stage back to Lyons] was ready too. After hastily drinking a cup of coffee we went down-stairs, and I took leave of Their Excellencies and the whole company. The last was Marcolina, whom I embraced for the last time and whom I did not see again until eleven years later, when I found her happy. After tearing myself from the door of her carriage, I mounted and stayed there watching her until the moment when the postilion whipped up. Then I left at full gallop, hoping to kill the horse and to perish with it; but death never comes to the wretch who longs for it. I covered eighteen leagues in six hours (...).
The Procurators Tommaso Querini and Francesco II. Lorenzo Morosini were the Ambassadors who, only a few weeks before these events, rode in their "New State Coach" from Somerset House to St. James's, where they congratulated King George III (somewhat belatedly) on his accession to the throne in the name of the Republic of Venice. - "The Venetian Ambassadors New State Coach in the Public Entry in London April 18th 1763". Victoria and Albert Museum, London. Photo: PG.


9. The Chaise de Poste "Lyons"
 Called by Casanova: Solitaire.
This Chaise de Poste looks exactly like the "Solitaire" described by Casanova. - Photo: Rudolf H. Wackernagel, Munich.
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Producer and type: like "Paris 1".
Model: Solitaire [that means a one-seater, but all French Chaises de Poste were one-seaters. I do not know why Casanova did not call it Chaise de Poste, like the chaises before and after in the text].
Speciality: no steps.
Equipment: Dalesme - springs (André Dalesme, French inventor of steel-springs); lanterns with candles on springs; 3 glass-windows (like they usually have); inside lined with velvet.
Former owner: N.N., at Lyons.
Condition: almost new.
Price: 40 Louis d'or (9,600 d.).
Route: 1,215 km. Lyons - Nevers - Paris - Abbéville - Calais - Brussels - Liège - Roermond - Wesel.
 Was deposited for 9 months in the Hotel "Au Bras d'Or"* in Calais.
Dates: June 1763 - May 1764.
New owner: General John Beckwith, at Wesel.
Selling price: barter for Coupé "Wesel". - Reason for barter: German post horses were not accustomed to go in thills.
[* The "Golden Arm" is mentioned by Nugent (vol. IV, p. 20).]
Purchase of the Solitaire in Lyons:
(HL,IX/5,p.123f.) Needing distraction, I told Clairmont to inform the innkeeper [of the Hotel du Parc] that I would eat at the public table, and at the same time I told him to find out where there was a decent carriage for sale, for I wanted to leave as soon as possible. (...).
I had bought a carriage of the kind known as a solitaire, with three glass windows, two wheels, shafts, springs à l'Amadis*, and lined with crimson velvet, almost new. I got it for forty Louis. I sent two strong trunks to Paris by the diligence, keeping only a portemanteau packed with what I needed, and I was going to leave the next morning in dressing gown and nightcap, determined not to leave my solitaire until after fifty-eight stages [that is: at Fontainebleau] on the finest road in all Europe. Imagining myself traveling alone, I thought I would be doing homage to my dear Marcolina, whom I could not forget. At table an officer told me that I had obtained the carriage only because the day's notices had made him lose a quarter of an hour. He had already offered thirty-eight louis, and he was on his way to take the owner forty; but my servant had already paid them. On his asking me when I was leaving, I said that I should leave at six o'clock the next morning, expecting to be in Paris in forty-eight hours.
[* Casanova did not remember correctly; the springs were known as à la Dalesme.]
But things turned out quite differently. Departure from Lyons:
(P.129f.) I got into my one-seater, Adèle sat down between my thighs, [her father] Moreau got up behind, Clairmont mounted his horse, and we set off. It was nine o'clock.
Adèle was awkwardly seated at first; I encouraged her to sit more easily and she did so; she caused me discomfort only because I saw that she was uncomfortable; she could rest her back nowhere but on me, and I felt that I should not urge her to take that liberty, which might lead to serious consequences. I made her talk of innocent subjects as far as l'Arbresle* where, while the horses were being changed, we got out to attend to natural necessities. Getting back into the carriage, into which Adèle had to follow me, I held out my hand to help her make the long stride needed to enter it from the front, for this sort of carriage has no step. Adèle having to raise her skirt in front, and directly before my eyes, and then to lift up her leg a great way, I saw black breeches instead of her white thighs. The sight displeased me; I said to her father, who was helping her from behind:
"Monsieur Moreau, Adèle has on black breeches".
She blushed, and her father said with a laugh that she was fortunate to have shown only her breeches.
His answer pleased me; but the thing itself displeased me, for in France the idea of wearing breeches is an impertinence in a girl, unless she has to ride horseback; and even then, a girl who is not of the nobility rides without breeches, only taking care to arrange her skirts properly. In Adèle's breeches I thought I saw an insulting intention, an attempt at defense; a reasonable supposition, but which I thought she should not entertain; the thought made me angry, and I did not speak to her all the way to Saint-Symphorien [sixth stage].
[* Present name of the 2nd stage; former name: La Bresle; Casanova wrote by mistake La Bresse.]
So much about Casanova's trouble and fatigue when travelling!
On the way to London, in Calais:
(HL,IX/7,p.159.) I had scarcely arrived before I summoned the innkeeper and had him give me a receipt for my post chaise, which I was leaving with him, countersigning it, and I at once chartered a packet boat so that it should be at my orders whenever I pleased.
Nine months later:
(HL,X/2,p.34.) At Calais I went ashore and at once I went to bed in the Golden Arm Inn, where my post chaise was.
Posting in Germany only with carriages with a pole:
(P.38f.) (...) and I left in my post chaise, which kept me in dispair because the post horses [in Germany] were not accustomed to shafts; I resolved to get rid of it at Wesel. No sooner had I arrived at the inn that I went to bed, and I told Daturi to discuss exchanging it for a four-wheeled carriage.


10. The Coupé "Wesel"
 Called by Casanova: voiture à quatre roues.
An English Coupé, designed presumably at Paris, about 1770. Undercarriage with one perch and two crane-necks. - Musée de la Voiture et du Tourisme, Compiègne. Photo: PG.
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Possible producer: William Holliday, Coachmaker, Long Acre, London.
Type: probably a Post Chariot.
Travelling speed: Wesel - Berlin: 4.5 km/h.
Former owner: General John Beckwith of London (where Casanova met him), then Wesel.
Price: barter for the Chaise de Poste "Lyons".
Route: 610 km. Wesel - Minden - Hannover - Brunswick - Wolfenbüttel - Brunswick - Magdeburg - Potsdam - Berlin.
Dates: May - September 1764.
New owner: Giovanna Denis, née Corrini, at Berlin.
Selling price: unknown.
Purchase of a coupé at Wesel:
(HL,X/2,p.38 f.) (...) I resolved to get rid of it [the Chaise de Poste "Lyons"] at Wesel. No sooner had I arrived at the inn that I went to bed, and I told Daturi to discuss exchanging it for a four-wheeled carriage.
The next morning I was very much surprised to see General Beckwith in my room. After the usual questions and condolences on the state of my health, the General said that he would himself buy my chaise and would give me a carriage in which I could travel comfortably all through Germany, and the thing was done then and there.


11. The Sleeping Carriage "Riga"
 Called by Casanova: Schlafwagen.
Russian travel and sleeping car. This is what Casanova's "sleeping car" could have looked like. After removing the wheels, sled runners were attached. - Cover photo from: Herbert von Hoerner, "Die Kutscherin des Zaren (The Czar's Coachgirl)", Engelhorn, Stuttgart 1989.
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Producer: N.N., Russia.
Type: Russian house-wagon, sleeping carriage.
Year of construction: unknown; but according to the harbour custom-house at Riga: "old" (therefore no duty).
Team of horses: six.
Beds: for two persons.
Accessory: sleigh-runners.
Travelling speeds: 1.) As sleigh, with post horses: 10 km/h (240 km/day).  2.) As coach: with the 6 horses of the "izvozchik": 115 km/day; with post horses on muddy roads: 75 km/day.
Former owner: Vincenzo Campioni, at Riga.
Price: unknown, perhaps a present.
Route: 3,250 km. Riga - Narva - St. Petersburg - Nowgorod - Moscow - St. Petersburg - Riga - Königsberg.
Camping: at Krasnoje Selo, for three days.
Dates: December 1764 - September 1765.
New owner: N.N., at Königsberg.
Selling price: unknown.
"Short journey" from Riga to St. Petersburg (590 km):
(HL,X/5,p.98f.) Campioni left me his Schlafwagen, which obliged me to travel to Petersburg with six horses. (...).
Traveling day and night, shut up in my Schlafwagen, which I never left, I arrived there in sixty hours. This speed was due to the fact that at Riga I had paid in advance for all the stages, so that I received a post passport from the Governor of Livonia, who was a Marshal Braun. The journey [590 km] is about equal to the one from Lyons to Paris [450 km], for the French league [4.5 km] is about equal to four versts and a quarter [right; 1 verst: 1.07 km]. On the coachman's seat I had a French manservant, who offered me his services as far as Petersburg gratis, asking only for permission to ride in front of my carriage. (...).
Young Lambert, lying beside me in my Schlafwagen, did nothing but eat, drink, and sleep, without ever saying a word to me, for he could only talk in his stutter about mathematical problems, in which I was not interested at every hour of the day. (...).
During all the short journey from Riga to Petersburg I stopped only a half hour at Narva, where it was necessary to show a passport which I did not have. I told the Governor that, being Venetian and traveling only for my pleasure, I had never thought I should need a passport, my Republic not being at war with any power and there being no Russian envoy in Venice.
Journey from St. Petersburg to Moscow (750 km):
(HL,X/6,p.123f.) Everything being arranged for my journey to Moscow, I got into my Schlafwagen with [my girlfriend] Zaire, with a manservant who spoke Russian and German up behind. For eighty rubles [4,320 d.] an izvozchik [coachman and carrier] contracted to take me to Moscow in six days and seven nights with six horses. It was cheap, and, not taking the post, I could not expect to travel faster, for the journey was seventy-two Russian stages, which made five hundred Italian miles [750 km] more or less. It seemed to me impossible, but that was his business. (...).
We reached Novgorod in forty-eight hours [100 km/day], where the izvozchik allowed us five hours' rest.
It was there that I saw something which surprised me. Invited to drink a glass, the coachman looked very gloomy, he told Zaire that one of his horses would not eat, and he was in despair, for he was sure that, not having eaten, it could not go on. We all go out with him, we enter the stable, and we see the horse listless, motionless, with no appetite. Its master began haranguing it in the gentlest of tones, giving it looks of affection and esteem calculated to inspire the animal with sentiments which would persuade it to eat. After thus haranguing it, he kissed the horse, took his head in his hands and put it in the manger; but it was useless. The man then began to weep, but in such a way that I was dying to laugh, for I saw that he hoped to soften the horse's heart by his tears. After weeping his fill, he again kisses the beast and again puts his head in the manger; but again to no purpose. At that the Russian, in a towering rage at such obstinacy in his beast, swears vengeance. He leads it out of the stable, ties the poor creature to a post, takes a big stick, and beats it with all his strength for a good quarter of an hour. When he can go on no longer, he takes it back to the stable, puts his head in the trough, whereupon the horse eats with ravenous appetite, and the izvozchik laughs, jumps up and down, and cuts a thousand happy capers. My astonishment was extreme. I thought that such a thing could happen only in Russia, where the stick has such virtue that it performs miracles. But I have thought that it would not have happened with a donkey, which stands up under a beating much more stubbornly than a horse.
(P.126.) We arrived in Moscow as our man had promised us we should do. It was not possible to arrive there more quickly, traveling always with the same horses; but by post one goes there rapidly.
Back in Petersburg. Manoeuvres in Krasnoje Selo:
(P.137.) We arrive at eight o'clock in the morning at the place where, on this first day, the maneuvers went on until noon, and afterward we stop in front of a tavern, where we have food brought to us in the [sleeping-]carriage, for the place was so full that we could not have found room. After dinner my coachman goes everywhere to look for some sort of lodging, but none is to be found. What of it? - not wanting to go back to Petersburg, I decide to lodge in my carriage. That was what I did for all the three days, and what was declared excellent by all those who had spent a great deal and who had been very poorly lodged. Melissino told me that the Empress had declared my expedient very sensible. My house, of course, was movable, and I placed myself at the points which were always the safest and the most convenient in respect to the place where the maneuvers were to be held on that particular day. In addition my carriage was expressly made to afford perfect comfort on a mattress, for it was a sleeper. I was the only person who had such a carriage at the review; visits were paid me, and Zaire shone in doing the honors of the house in Russian, which I was very sorry I did not understand.
Journey back to Königsberg, and from there to Warsaw:
(HL,X/7,p.157f.) After this sad parting [from Zaire] La Valville became my only mistress, and in three or four weeks I was ready to leave with her. (...).
(...) and having put a good mattress and bed covers in my sleeping carriage, I lay down in it with La Valville, who found this way of traveling as agreeable as it was comical, for we were actually in bed.
We stopped at Caporya the next day to dine, having a plentiful supply of food and good wines in my carriage. (...).
At Königsberg I sold my sleeping carriage, and, being now alone, I engaged a place in a four-seated carriage and went to Warsaw. My three companions were Poles who spoke only German; so I was thoroughly bored during all the six days it took me to make the unpleasant journey. I went to lodge at Villiers', where I was sure I should find my old friend Campioni.


12. The Coupé "Warsaw"
 Called by Casanova: voiture à quatre roues et à deux personnes.
French Berlin-Coupé with a typical English body for town use, suspended by Polignac-springs (cf. next picture). About 1775. - Musée de la Voiture et du Tourisme, Compiègne. Photo: PG.
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Producer: N.N.
Type: (English ?) Coupé.
Former owner: Count August Nalecz of Mosna-Moczynski, of Warsaw.
Price: present.
Route: 2,835 km. Warsaw - Breslau - Dresden - Leipzig - Dresden - Prague - Vienna - Munich - Ludwigsburg - Schwetzingen - (by ship: Mainz - Cologne) - Cologne - Aachen - Spa - Luxembourg - Metz - Paris.
Dates: July 1766 - September 1767.
New owner: N.N., in Paris.
Selling price: barter for the Chaise de Poste "Paris 3".
Departure from Warsaw:
(HL,X/8,p.206f.) The generous Moczynski embraced me and begged me to accept the small present he was going to make me of a carriage, since I had none, and he asked me to write to him. (...).
The next day I paid my debts, which came to two hundred ducats [24,000 d.], and I prepared to leave on the next day but one for Breslau with Count Clary, he in his carriage and I in mine, which Count Moczynski at once sent me. (...).
We arrived in Breslau, traveling day and night, without anything untoward befalling us.
Departure from Breslau:
(P.210f.) Early the next morning everything is ready, the horses are harnessed, I set off, and a hundred paces outside the city gate my postilion stops. The window at my right being down, I see a package come in, I look, and I see the young woman, whom to tell the truth I had forgotten; my manservant opens the door for her, she sits down beside me, I find the thing done to perfection, I praise her, swearing that I had not expected such shrewdness, and we are off.
This design widely corresponds to the coupé shown before. "Profil géométral d'une Diligence à la polignac déssinné par Taazin fils en 1774" (at Paris?). - Musée de la Voiture et du Tourisme, Compiègne. Photo: PG.


13. The Chaise de Poste "Paris 3"
 Called by Casanova: chaise de poste.
An English two-wheeled post chaise. - From: Ivan Sparkes, Stagecoaches and Carriages, Letchworth 1975. Photo: Rudolf H. Wackernagel.
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Producer: N.N.
Type: Chaise de Poste.
Former owner: N.N., in Paris.
Price: barter for the Coupé "Warsaw".
Route: 755 km. Paris - Etampes - Orléans - Amboise - Tours - Poitiers - Angouleme - Bordeaux - Castets - St. Jean-de-Luz.
Dates: November 1767.
New owner: N.N., in St. Jean-de-Luz.
Departure from Paris with destination Madrid:
(HL,X/12,p.298f.) It was November 6th. I did not leave until the 20th. I exchanged my carriage, which had four wheels [coupé "Warsaw"], for one with two and room for only one person; (...).
My passport from the Duke of Choiseul [in 1767 General Superintendent of the Post] authorizing me to order post horses is dated the 19th, and I still keep it. I left on the 20th, all alone, without a servant, sad because of Charlotte's death, but calm, with a hundred louis [24,000 d.] in my purse and a bill of exchange for eight thousand francs [80,000 d.] on Bordeaux. (...).
I began to sleep, annoyed that I was constantly being waked to pay the post.
(P.303.) (...) and, by way of Les Landes, I went to Saint-Jean-de-Luz [Casanova wrote by mistake "Saint-Jean-d'Angély"], where I sold my post chaise ["chaise de poste"]. I went to Pamplona after crossing the Pyrenees riding a mule and with another carrying my trunks. I thought those mountains much more imposing than the Alps.


14. The Coupé "Salerno"
 Called by Casanova: coupé.
"Diligence monté à l'Angloise". Design by Chopard, Ménuisier, Paris, about 1770. - Musée de la Voiture et du Tourisme, Compiègne. Photo: PG.
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Producer: N.N.
Type: (English ?) Coupé.
Former owner: N.N.
Price: unknown.
Route: 860 km. Salerno - Naples - Monte Cassino - Rome - Florence - Lucca - Florence - Bologna.
Dates: September 1770 - October 1772.
First new owner: Vice-Legate Ignazio Lodovico, Prince Buoncompagni-Ludovisi at Bologna.
Selling price: 300 Roman Scudi (18,000 d.).
Second new owner: Margherita Giacinta Irene Gibetti, called "La Viscioletta", in Bologna. Present of the Vice-Legate.
At Bologna:
(HL,XII/6,p.135f.) Two or three days later I have post horses harnessed to my carriage and I go to the gentleman's country house. (...).
I leave the room, I go downstairs, and I arrive still in time to keep the postilion from finishing unharnessing the horses. Promising him a double mancia ("tip"), I gaily tell him to take me to some village where, while waiting for his horses to eat their oats, I could eat something two. So saying, I get into my carriage, which was a very pretty and comfortable coupé.
Sale of his last Coupé, at Bologna:
(P.152f.) At this time I put up my coupé for sale. I needed money, and I preferred selling my carriage to selling some other possession which I liked better. I set the price of it at three hundred and fifty Roman scudi. The carriage was beautiful and comfortable and worth this amount. The proprietor of the stable where it was came to tell me that the Vice-Legate offered me three hundred scudi for it; I took real pleasure in thwarting the wish of a prelate who possessed the object of my vain desires [the dancer La Viscioletta]. I replied that I did not care to haggle and that I had already announced the price.
Having gone to the stable at noon to make certain that my carriage was in good condition, I found there the Vice-Legate, who knew me from having seen me at the Cardinal's and who must have known very well that I called on his beauty. He said to me in an insolent tone that my carriage was not worth more than three hundred scudi, that he knew more about it than I did, and that I ought to seize the opportunity to get rid of it, because it was too fine for me.
The originality of these expressions made it necessary for me to be silent, for I feared that too acid a reply might anger him. I left him there, saying that I would not lower the price by a copper.
The next day La Viscioletta wrote me that my giving my carriage to the Vice-Legate at the price he had offered would be doing her a great favor, for she was sure he would make her a present of it. I replied that I would go to speak with her that afternoon, and that it would depend on her to persuade me to do whatever she wanted. I went there, and after a short but forceful conversation, she surrendered to me. I wrote her a note in which I sold her my carriage for the sum of three hundred Roman scudi. She had the carriage the next day, and I the money and the pleasure of having given the prelate good reason to guess that I had found a way to avenge myself for his stupid pride.



II. His Carriages in Paris.
Street traffic in Paris in the 1750's was not much different to that in London. Fatal accidents happened every day. Considerable noise and enormous quantities of horse dung burdened the environment. And in all that, a fast driving Casanova... - From: A. S. Turberville, Johnson's England. Oxford 1933.
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In 1758, Casanova, who after being given a share in the lottery of the École Militaire, became a rich man and settled down in Paris or, more exactly, outside the city walls, "in the country", as he said. Naturally, from there he needed a private carriage to go into the city. He reports:
 (HL,vol.V,p.179 f.) Having made up my mind to take a country house, I decided on "Little Poland" after looking at several. It was well furnished, a hundred paces beyond the Madeleine barrier [custom house]. The house was on a little hill near the "Royal Hunt" [inn] and behind the Duke of Gramont's garden. The name the owner had given it was "Airy Warsaw". It had two gardens, one of which was on the level of the second floor, three master's apartments, a stable for twenty horses, baths, a good cellar, and a large kitchen with all the necessary pots and pans. (...) [The owner] rented me his house for a hundred louis a year [converted, per month: 2,000 d.] and gave me an excellent female cook, known as "the Pearl" (...). He also promised me cheaper fodder for my horses, and in fact everything, since whatever entered Paris had to pay and, being there, I was in the country.
In less than a week I acquired a good coachman, two carriages, five horses, a groom, and two good footmen in half-livery.
Soon after that, having joined a ball at the opera:
(P.182) (...) I went to little Poland. It took me only a quarter of an hour. I was living in the country, and in a quarter of an hour I could be anywhere I pleased in the city. My coachman drove like the wind, my horses being of the kind called enragés and not intended to be spared. Such horses, cast-offs from the King's stable, were a luxury. When he drove one of them to death for me I replaced it for two hundred francs [2,000 d.]. One of the greatest pleasures in Paris is driving fast.
Paying his respects to a young business woman, Casanova continued with this great pleasure:
(P.252) In love with her (...) I passed her shop three or four times a day, paying no attention to my coachman's repeated warnings that the long detours were killing my horses. I loved the way she threw kisses and the eagerness with which she watched for the first glimpse of my carriage.
"Diable". - Encyclopédie, Paris 1769. Photo: PG.
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It is clear that Casanova did not speed through Paris with the usual heavy berlins or chariots, thus it is more likely to have been a light carriage like the "Diable" (photo), a type illustrated in the Encyclopédie and by Roubo, and mentioned by Casanova on the occasion of his first sojourn in Paris from 1750 to 1752:
(HL,vol.III,p.148) [The Prince of Monaco and I] get into a diable, a carriage then fashionable, and by eleven o'clock in the morning we are being received by the Duchess.
 However, the diable shown has no coachman's seat, so perhaps Casanova owned another model with a seat for his driver. The type "diable" is of a calash, with a berlin-undercarriage in French style and thoroughbraces. The front side of the body was heavily upholstered (above right in the picture) thus being a forerunner of an airbag.
 Another light carriage was a berlin-coupé‚ called a "Diligence" (photo). It had a coachman's seat, and even a folding seat in the interior (at the picture below shown separately on the right upper side), which was highly esteemed by Casanova in his several English Coupés.
"Diligence à Cul de Singe". - Encyclopédie, Paris 1769. Photo: PG.

Continuation: Carriages 15. - 17.  Part VIII

Copyright by Pablo Günther, Hergensweiler 2001

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