TRAVENOL, of famous melancholy sort. As Voltaire had rather the
habit of such sad melancholy Lawsuits, we will pause on this of
Travenol for a moment:--

3. SUMMARY OF TRAVENOL LAWSUIT. "Monday, 9th May, 1746, was the Day
or reception at the Academy; reception and fruition, thrice-savory
to Voltaire. But what an explosion of the Doggeries, before, during
and after that event! Voltaire had tried to be prudent, too. He had
been corresponding with Popes, with Cardinals; and, in a fine
frank-looking way, capturing their suffrages:--not by lying, which
in general he wishes to avoid, but by speaking half the truth;
in short, by advancing, in a dexterous, diplomatic way, the
uncloven foot, in those Vatican precincts. And had got the Holy
Father's own suffrage for MAHOMET (think of that, you Ass of
Mirepoix!), among other cases that might rise. When this seat among
the Forty fell vacant, his very first measure--mark it, Orthodox
reader--was a Letter to the Chief Jesuit, Father Latour, Head of
one's old College of Louis le Grand. A Letter of fine filial tenor:
'My excellent old Schoolmasters, to whom I owe everything;
the representatives of learning, of decorum, of frugality and
modest human virtue:--in what contrast to the obscure Doggeries
poaching about in the street-gutters, and flying at the peaceable
passenger!' [In Voltairiana, ou Eloges Amphigouriques,
&c. (Paris, 1748), i. 150-160, the LETTER itself,
"Paris, 7th February, 1746;" omitted (without need or real cause on
any side) in the common Collections of OEuvres de
Voltaire. ] Which captivated Father Latour; and made
matters smooth on that side; so that even the ANCIEN DE MIREPOIX
said nothing, this time: What could he say? No cloven foot visible,
and the Authorities strong.