In 1789, passing through a town iu Lombardy, I accidentally heard a piper, surrounded by a crowd, execute an air so affecting, that I got out of my chaise to hear him; but judge my surprise when I found, that the instrument he was playing on was perfectly similar to the fistula the Satyrs and Fauns are pictured with. The piper had a little basket of the same sort of instruments to sell, one of which I bought, and on enquiry I found that it is common with the peasantry in that country; I doubt, therefore, whether it will have that merit of novelty with you that it had with me; but if it should happen that you have not seen one of the kind before, I may congratulate myself from the light your fine taste and erudition have constantly thrown on every thing relative to the antients, that I have put it in the best possible train of investigation. On my arrival at Milan, I mentioned the circumstance to a gentleman, who procured me the hearing a concert on it, accompanied by a violin and guittar, that quite enchanted me.