NothingdisastrousoccurreduponthisoccasioninspiteofthetemptationthrowninAlexander’swaytosinktheraftandthusridtheworldofadangerousrivaltohissupremacy。Theconferenceresultedinatreatyofpeace，concludedonthe7thofJuly，1807，andbyitafewmorethroneswereaddedtotheBonapartecollection。
Jerome，whohadbeentryingtomakealivingasamusicteacherinAmerica，havingbeendivorcedfromhisAmericanwifeandmarriedtoanother，wasmadeKingofWestphalia。
"HavingmadeafailureintheWest，mydearbrother，"saidBonaparte，"whatcouldbemoreappropriate？"
LouiswasmadeKingofHolland，andJoseph’skingshipofNapleswasfullyrecognized，and，further，BonapartewasenabledtoreturntoParisandshowhimselftothecitizensofthatficklecity，whoweregettingrestiveunderJosephine’srule。
"TheylikeJosephinewellenough，"wroteFouche，"butthemenprefertohaveyouhere。Thefactthatthingsrunsmoothlyunderawoman’sruleisgivingthefemalesuffragistsagreatboom，andthemensaythatdomesticlifeisbeingruined。Cooksarescarce，havingdesertedthekitchenfortheprimaries，andaltogethertheoutlookiseffeminate。Therefore，comebackassoonasyoucan，forifyoudon’tthefirstthingweknowthewomenwillbevoting，andyou’llfindyou’llhavetogiveupyourseattoalady。"
TheEmperor’sreturntoPariswasmarkedbygreatrejoicing，particularlybythelargenumberofhattersandlaundressesandstable—boyswhomhehadinthemeantimepaidfortheirearlyservicesbymakingthemdukesandduchesses。Thecourtwasmagnificent，andentirelynew。Nosecond—handnobleswereallowedwithinthesacredcircle，andtheresultwasoneofextremesplendor。Inasmallway，tomaintaintheinterestwhichhehadinspired，aswellastokeepupthedisciplineofhisarmy，afewconquests，includingthoseofSpainandPortugal，wereindulgedin。Josephwasremovedfromacomfortable，warmthroneatNaplesandmadeKingofSpain，andMuratwassubstitutedforhimatNaples。TheEmperor’selderbrotherdidnotlikethechange，butsubmittedasgracefullyasever。
"Napleswasextremelycomfortable，"hesaid，"butthisMadridpositionisnotatalltomytaste。Iprefermacaronitogarlic，andIcannotenduretheseCarmencitadances——theyremindmetoomuchofthegreen—appleseasonintheoldCorsicandays。However，whatmybrotherwillsIdo，merelyfromforceofhabit——notthatIfearhimorconsidermyselfboundtoobeyhim，mindyou，butbecauseIamaversetofamilydifferences。Onemustyield，andIhavealwaysbeentheself—sacrificingmemberofthefamily。He’sputmehere，andI
hopetoremain。"
ThispromotionofJosephwasamisstepforonewhodesiredpeace，andBonapartesoonfoundanotherwarwithAustriaonthetapisbecauseofit。EmperorFrancisJoseph，jealousperhapsofthecopyrightonhisname，declinedtorecognizeKingJosephofSpain。WhereuponBonaparteagainsetoutforAustria，where，onthe6thofJuly，1809，AustriahavingrecognizedthestrengthofBonaparte’sarguments，backedup，astheywere，byanoverwhelmingforceofmen，eachworthyofamarshal’sbaton，andallconfident，underthenewregime，ofsomedaysecuringit，anarmisticewasagreedupon，andonthe14thofOctoberatreatysatisfactorytoFrancewassigned。
"IfIhavetocomebackagain，mydearEmperorJoseph，"Bonapartesaid，ashesetoutforParis，"itwillbeforthepurposeofgivingyouanewposition，whichyoumaynotlikesowellastheneatandrathergaudysinecureyounowhold。"
"Whichis——？"addedtheAustrian。
"I’llbringyouasnow—shovelandsetyoutoclearingoffthesteps。"
"Whatsteps？"queriedtheAustriananxiously。
"Theback—steppesofRussia，"repliedNapoleon，sternly。"TheonlythingthatkeepsmefromdoingitnowisthatI——ah——Ihatetodoanythingunkindtothefatherof——ah——yourdaughterMarie—Louise，whomImetatthedancelastnight，andwho，betweenyouandme，looksremarkablyliketheonlywomanIeverloved。"
CHAPTERX：THEFALLOFTHEEMPIRE
1810—1814
Justbeforetheopeningoftheyear1810，whichmarkedthebeginningofBonaparte’sdecay，Fouchedemandedanaudience。
"Well，Fouche，"saidtheEmperor，"whatnow？"
"ThisEmpirecan’tgomuchfurther，YourMajesty，unlessmorenoveltyisintroduced。I’vehadmymenoutallthroughFrancetakingnotes，andthere’sbutoneopinionamong’emall。You’vegottodosomethingneworstoptheshow。Ifyou’donlydonewhatIsuggestedatAusterlitz，andlostaleg，itwouldhavebeendifferent。Thepeopledon’taskmuchsong—and—dancebusinessfromaone—leggedman。"
"Wecompromisedwithyouthere，"retortedNapoleon。"AtRatisbonourimperialfootwaslaidupforaweek。"
"Yes——butyoudidn’tloseit，"returnedFouche。"Can’tyouseethedifference？Ifyou’dlostit，andcomehomewithoutit，there’dhavebeenevidenceofyoursuffering。Asitis，doyouknowwhatyourenemiesaresayingaboutyourfoot？"
"Wedonot，"saidtheEmperor，sternly。"Whatdotheysay？"
"Well，theBourbonssayyousteppedonitrunningawayfromtheenemy’sguns，andtheextremeRepublicanssayyourwoundisnothingbutgoutandtheresultofhigh，undemocraticliving。Now，mydearsir——Sire，Imean——ItakeagreatdealofinterestinthisEmpire。
Itpaysmemysalary，andI’vehadchargeofthecalciumlightsforsometime，andIdon’twantourlustredimmed，butitwillbedimmedunless，asIhavealreadytoldyouamilliontimes，weintroducesomenewactonourprogramme。1492didn’tsucceedonitsmusic，oritsjokes，oritslivingpictures。Itwastheintroductionofnoveltieseveryweekthatkeptitontheboardsforfourhundredyears。"
"Well——whatdoyoupropose？"askedBonaparte，recognizingthetruthofFouche’swords。
"I——ah——Ithinkyououghttogetmarried，"saidFouche。
"Weammarried，you——you——idiot，"criedBonaparte。
"Well，marryagain，"saidFouche。"You’vebeengivingotherpeopleawayatagreatrateforseveralyears——what’sthematterwithacquiringarealprincessforyourself？"
"Youadvisebigamy，doyou？"askedBonaparte，scornfully。
"Notonyourlife，"returnedFouche，"butarealelegantdivorce，followedbyanimperialwedding，wouldrattlethebonesofthisblaseoldParisastheyhaven’tbeenrattledsinceRobespierre’sday。"
Bonapartereddened，then，risingfromthethroneandputtinghishandtothesideofhismouth，hesaid，inalow，agitatedtone：
"Closethedoor，Fouche。Closethedoorandcomehere。Wewanttowhispersomethingtoyou。"
Theministerdidashewasbidden。
"Fouche，oldboy，"chuckledtheEmperorintheearofhisrascallyaide——"Fouche，you’reamind—reader。We’vebeenthinkingofjustthatverythingforsometime——infact，eversinceWemetthatoldwomanEmperorFrancisJoseph。He’dmakeanelegantmother—in—law。"
"Precisely，"saidFouche。"HisdaughterMarie—Louise，anarchduchessbybirth，istheoneIhadselectedforyou。HistorywillnodoubtsaythatIopposethismatch，andpubliclyperhapsImayseemtodoso，butyouwillunderstand，mydearSire，thatthisoppositionwillserve，asitisdesignedtoserve，asanadvertisementofourenterprise，andwithoutadvertisingwemightaswellputuptheshutters。Shallwe——ah——announcetheattractiontothepublic？"
"Notyet，"saidNapoleon。"Wemustgetridofourleadingladybeforewebringontheunderstudy。"
Itisasadchapterinthehistoryofthiseminentmanwhereinistoldtheheart—breakingstoryofhissacrifice——thegivingupthroughsheerloveofhiscountryoftheonlywomanhehadeverloved，andweshouldprefertopassitoverinsilence。Wealludetoitheremerelytoshowthatitwasbroughtaboutbytheexigenciesofhisoffice，andthatitwasnothingshortofheroicself—abnegationwhichledthisfaithfulloverofhisadoptednativelandtoputthebeautifulJosephineawayfromhim。HehadbuildedanEmpireforanoperabouffepeople，andhewasresolvedtomaintainitatanycost。
InMarch，1810，Bonaparte，havinginhisanxietytosparethefeelingsofthedivorcedJosephine，wooedMarie—LouisebyproxyinthepersonofMarshalBerthier，methisnewfianceeatSoissons。
"ItisthreemonthssincewelostourbelovedJosephine，"hesaidtoFouche，withtearsinhisvoice，"butthewoundisbeginningtoheal。
Wefearweshallneverloveagain，butforthesakeoftheEmpirewewillnowbegintotakenoticeoncemore。Wewillmeetourbride—
electatSoissons，andescorthertoParisourself。"
Thiswasdone，andonthe2ndofApril，1810，Marie—LouisebecameEmpressofFrance。Josephine，meanwhile，hadretiredtoMalmaisonwithalimonyof3，000，000francs。
Fouchewasdelighted；Pariswasprovidedwithconversationenoughforayearinanyevent，andBonapartefounditpossibletorelaxalittleinhiseffortstoinspireinterest。Hismainanxietyintheensuingyearwasastohisfamilyaffairs。Hisbrothersdidnotturnoutsohighlysuccessfulasprofessionalkingsashehadhoped，anditbecamenecessarytodeposeLouistheKingofHollandandplacehimunderarrest。Joseph，too，desiredtoresigntheSpanishthrone，whichhehadfoundtobefarfromcomfortable，andtherewasmuchelsetorestoreBonaparte’searlypronenesstoirritability；norwashislotrenderedanymorehappybyMarie—Louise’sexpresseddeterminationnottogototeawithJosephineatMalmaisononSundaynights，astheEmperorwishedhertodo。
"Youmaygoifyouplease，"saidshe，"butIshallnot。Familyreunionsareneveragreeable，andthecircumstancesofthisaresopeculiarthateveniftheyhadredeemingfeaturesthisonewouldbeimpossible。"
"Wecallthatrebellion——don’tyou？"askedBonaparteofFouche。
"No，"saidFouche。"She’sright，andit’sforyourgood。IfsheandJosephinegotchummingandcomparednotes，I’mratheroftheopinionthatthere’dbeanotherdivorce。"
Fouche’sreplysoenragedtheEmperorthathedismissedhimfromhispost，andtheEmpirebegantofall。
"Ileaveyouatyourzenith，Sire，"saidFouche。"YousendmetoRomeasgovernorinthehopethatIwillgettheRomanfeveranddie。
Iknowitwell；butletmetellyouthatthereactionisnearlydue，andwiththelossofyourstagemanagerthefarcebeginstopall。
Farewell。Ifyoucanhookyourselfontoyourzenithandstaythere，doso，butthatyouwillIdon’tthink。"
ItwasasFouchesaid。PerplexitiesnowarosewhichbadefairtooverwhelmtheEmperor。ForamomenttheyclearedawaywhentheinfantsonofMarie—LouiseandBonapartewasborn，buttheybrokeoutwithincreasingembarrassmentimmediatelyafter。
"Whathasyourson—in—lawnamedhisboy，FrancisJoseph？"askedAlexanderofRussia。
"KingofRome，"returnedtheAustrian。
"What!"criedAlexander，"andnotafteryou——orme？Thecoxcomb!I
willmakewaruponhim。"
Thisanecdoteisheregiventotheworldforthefirsttime。ItisgenerallysupposedthattheruptureoffriendlyrelationsbetweenAlexanderandBonapartegrewoutofothercauses，butthetruthisasindicatedinthisstory。HadFouchebeenathand，Bonapartewouldneverhavemadethemistake，butitwasmade，andwarwasdeclared。
Afterasuccessionofhard—foughtbattlestheinvadingarmyoftheEmperorenteredMoscow，butNapoleon’sspiritwasbroken。
"TheseRussiannamesaregivingusparesis!"hecried。"HowIevergothereIdon’tknow，andIfindmyselfunprovidedwithareturnticket。ThenamesoftheRussiangenerals，tosaynothingofthoseoftheirriversandcities，makemyheadache，andhaveruinedmyteeth。Ifear，Davoust，thatIhavehadmyday。ItwaseasytocallonthePollylukestosurrenderinAfrica；itneverundulytaxedmypowersofenunciationtospeakthehoneyednamesofItaly；theAustriantongueneverbotheredme；butwhenItrytoinspiremysoldierswithremarkslike，’OntoSmolensko!’or’DownwithRostopchin!’and’ShallwebediscouragedbecauseTchigagoff，andKutusoff，andCarrymeoffski，oftheUpperjnavykCgoldSdreamGards，opposeus？’Iwanttoliedownanddie。Whatisthesenseofthesebarbed—wirenames，anyhow？Why，whenIwastoldthatBarclaydeTollyhadabandonedVitepsk，andwasmarchingonSmolenskowithafairchanceofunitingwithTormagoffandWittgenstein，IwassomixedthatIcouldn’ttellwhetherVitepskwasabrigadier—generaloraRussiansummer—resort。Nevertheless，wehavearrived，andIthinkwecanpassacomfortablewinterinMoscow。IsMoscowacoldplace，doyouknow？"
MarshalNeylookedoutofthewindow。
"No，YourMajesty，"hesaid；"Ijudgefromappearancesthatit’sthehottestplaceincreation，justnow。Look!"
Bonaparte’sheartsankwithinhim。Helookedandsawthecityinflames。
"Well，"hecried，"whydon’tyoudosomething？Whatkindoftheatricalsoldiersareyou？Ringupthefiredepartment!Ah，Fouche，Fouche，ifyouwereonlyherenow!Youcouldatleastarresttheflames。"
Itwastoolate。Nothingcouldbedone，andtheconqueringheroofnearlytwentyyearsnowexperiencedthebitternessofdefeat。
Rushingthroughtheblazingtown，heorderedaretreat，andwassoonsadlywendinghiswaybacktoParis。
"Weareafraid，"hemurmured，"thatthatMoscowfirehascookedourimperialgoose。"
Then，findingtheprogressofthearmytooslow，andanxioustohearthenewsofParis，NapoleonlefthistroopsunderthecommandofNeyandpushedrapidlyon，travellingincognito，notbeingdesirousofacceptingsuchreceptionsandfetesinhishonorastheenemyhadinstoreforhim。
"Idonotliketoleavemyarmyinsuchsorestraits，"hesaid，"butImust。IamneededattheTuileries。TheKingofRomehasfalleninlovewithhisnurse，andIunderstandalsothatthereisaconspiracytostealthethroneandsellit。Thismustnotbe。
Reassurethearmyofmylove。Tellthemthattheyare，aswasthearmyofEgypt，mychildren，andthattheymayplayoutinthesnowalittlewhilelonger，butmustcomeinbeforetheycatchcold。"
Withthesewordshewasoff。Paris，asusual，receivedhimwithopenarms。Thingshadbeendullduringhisabsence，andhisreturnmeantexcitement。ThetotallossoftheFrenchinthiscampaignwas450，000men，nearlyathousandcannon，andseventy—fiveeaglesandstandards。
"It’saheavyloss，"saidtheEmperor，"butittookasnow—stormtodoit。I’dratherfightbearsthanblizzards；buttheFrenchmustnotbediscouraged。Letthemjointhearmy。TheRussianshavecapturedthreethousandandforty—eightofficerswhoseplacesmustbefilled。Ifthatisn’tencouragementtojointhearmyIexpecttoraisenextspringIdon’tknowwhatis。Asfortheeagles——youcangetgoldeaglesinAmericafortendollarsapiece，sowhyrepine!Onwiththedance，letjoybeunconfined!"
Itwastoolate，however。TheEmpirehadpalled。BonapartecouldhavestartedacomicpaperandstillhavefailedtorouseParisfromitslethargy，andParisistheheartofFrance。Stormsgathered，war—cloudsmultiplied，thenationsoftheearthunitedagainsthim，theKingofRomebegancuttinghisteethanddestroyedtheEmperor’srest。Thefoot—balloffatethatchancehadkickedsohighcamedowntoearthwithasickeningthud，andMr。BonaparteofCorsicayieldedtotheinevitable。
"Fouche，"hesaid，sendingfortheexiledministerinhisextremity，"whenIlostyouIlostmyleadingman——thestarofmyenterprise。
Duringyourabsencetheprompter’sboxhasbeenempty，andIdon’tknowwhattodo。Theworldisagainstme——evenFrance。Iseebutonethingleft。DoyouthinkIcouldrestoreconfidencebydivorcingMarie—LouiseandremarryingJosephine？Itstrikesmethatanannualshaking—upofthatnaturewouldsortoflivenmattersup。
"No!"saidFouche，"itwon’tdo。They’vehadonedivorce。Youmustn’trepeatyourselfnow。YouforgetthethingI’vealwaystriedtoimpressuponyou。BeNew；notparvenuoringenue，butplainupanddownNewiswhatyouneedtobe。Itwouldhavebeenjustthesameifyou’dthrashedRussia。They’dhaveforcedyoutogoonandconquerChina；thenthey’dhavedemandedawarwithJapan，afterwhichthey’dhavedethronedyouifyoudidn’tannextheSandwichIslandstotheUnitedStates，andthenbagthewholethingforFrance。ThisiswhatyougetforwantingtoruletheFrenchpeople。
Youcan’tkeepquiet——you’vegottohaveamoveonyouconstantlyortheywon’thaveyou。Furthermore，youmustn’tmake’emlaughexceptattheotherman。You’vehadluckinthatrespect，butthere’snotellinghowlongitwillcontinuenowthatyouhaveason。He’sbeginningtosayfunnythings，andthey’regenerallyatyourexpense，andoneortwopeoplehereaboutshavesnickeredatyoualready。"
"Whatdoyoumean？"saidNapoleon，withafrown。"Whathastheboysaidaboutme？"
"HetoldtheMinisterofFinancetheothernightthatnowthatyouwerethefatherofarealEmperor’sgrandson，youhadavalidclaimtorespectability，andhe’dbitetheheadoffthefirstpersonwhosaidyouhadn’t，"saidFouche。
"Well——thatcertainlywasstandingupforhisdaddy，"saidtheEmperor，fondly。
"Ye—e—es，"saidFouche，"butit’soneofthosedoubleback—actionremarksthatdomoreharmthangood。"
"Well，"saidBonaparte，desperately，"lettheboysaywhathepleases；he’smyson，andhehasthatright。Thethingforustodecideis，whatshallwedonow？"
"Therearethreethingsleft，"saidFouche。
"Andthey？"askedtheEmperor。
"WriteTrilby，abdicate，orcommitsuicide。Thefirstisbeyondyou。
YouknowenoughaboutParis，butyourstyleisagainstyou。Asforthesecond，abdication——ifyouabdicateyoumaycomeback，andthetroublewillbeginalloveragain。Ifyoucommitsuicide，youwon’thaveanymorerows。TheFrenchwillbestartled，andsaythatit’sasplendidclimax，andyouwillhavethesatisfactionofknowingthatsomeothermanwilltrytopleasethemwiththesameresult。"
"Itshallbeabdication，"saidtheEmperor，withasigh。"Idon’tmindsuicide，but，hangit，Fouche，ifIkilledmyselfIcouldnotreadwhatthepaperssaidaboutit。AsforwritingTrilby，itwoulddomoreforroyaltythanforme。ThereforeIwillgotoFontainebleauandabdicate。IwillgointoexileatElba。Exilesaremostinterestingpeople，anditmaybethatI’llhaveanotherchance。"
Thiscoursewastaken，andonthe20thofApril，1814，Bonaparteabdicated。Hisspeechtohisfaithfulguardwasoneofthemostaffectingfarewellsinhistory，andhadmuchtodowiththeencorewhichNapoleonreceivedlessthanayearafter。Escortedbyfourcommissioners，onefromeachofthegreatalliedpowers，Austria，Russia，England，andPrussia，andattendedbyafewattachedfriendsandservants，BonapartesetoutfromParis。Thepartyoccupiedfourteencarriages，Bonaparteinthefirst；andastheyleftthecapitaltheex—Emperor，leaningoutofthewindow，lookedbackatthetrainofconveyancesandsighed。
"What，Sire？Yousigh？"criedBertrand。
"Yes，Bertrand，yes。Notformydepartedglory，butbecauseIamalivingFrenchman，andnotadeadIrishman。"
"Andwhyso，Sire？"askedBertrand。
"Because，myfriend，ofthecarriages。Therearefourteeninthisfuneral。Think，Bertrand，"hemoaned，inatonerendereddoublyimpressivebythefactthatitremindedoneofHenryIrvinginoneofhismostmanneredmoments。"ThinkhowIshouldhaveenjoyedthismomenthadIbeenadeadIrishman!"
CHAPTERXI：ELBA——THERETURN——WATERLOO——ST。HELENA
1814—1815
Bonaparte’sspiritsroseasthepartyproceeded。Therewereremarkableevidencesallalongthelineofmarchthathisgreatness，whiledimmedinonesense，hadnotdiminishedinothers。Aseriesofattacksuponhimhadbeenarranged，muchtothefallenEmperor’sdelight。
"Ifyouwanttomakeafellowpopular，Bertrand，"heremarkedafteroneofthem，"kickhimwhenhe’sdown。I’llwagerIamhavingabettertimenowthanLouisXVIII。，and，afterall，Iregardthismerelyasavacation。I’llhaveagoodrestatElbawhileLouisispushingthebuttonofgovernmentatParis。AfterawhileI’llcomebackandpressthebuttonsandLouiswilldotherest。There’ssomehoneyintheoldBeesyet。"
AtValence，however，theEmperorhadabittercuptodrain。MeetingAugereauthere，withwhomhehadfallenout，headdressedhiminhisold—timeimperialstyle，askinghimwhatrighthehadtostilllive，andrequestinghimtostandoutofhislight。Augereau，takingadvantageoftheEmperor’sfallenestate，repliedinaspiritedmanner，callingNapoleonanex—Emperorandatinsoldier，aswellasapplyingseveralotherepithetstohisdethronedmajestywhichmightbeprintedinaFrenchbook，butcanhavenoplaceinthis。
"Weshallmeetagain，"retortedBonaparte，withathreateninggesture。
"NotifIseeyoufirst，"repliedAugereau。"Ifwedo，however，itwillbeunderanewsystemofetiquette。"
"I’llbetyouacrownyou’llbesinginganewtuneinsideofayear，"
criedtheexasperatedBonaparte。
"I’llgoyou，"saidAugereau，snappinghisfingers。"Putupyourcrown。"
Napoleonfeltkeenlythestingingsatireofthisretort。Bowinghisheadwithagroan，hehadtoacknowledgethathehadnocrown，butinaninstantherecovered。
"ButIhaveaNapoleonleftinmyclothes!"hecried，withadrylaughathisownwit。"I’llbetitagainstyourincomeforthenextfortycenturies，whichisgivingyoulargeodds，thatIshallreturn，andwhenIdo，MonsieurAugereau，yournamewillbeDenis。"
TheappreciationofthoseaboutthemofthissallysoenragedAugereauthathewasdiscomfitedutterly，andheleftBonaparte’spresencemutteringwordswhicharefortunatelyforgotten。
ArrivedatCannes，BonapartehadhischoiceofvesselsuponwhichtomakehisvoyagetoElba，oneEnglishandoneFrench。"I’lltaketheEnglish。IshallnottrustmylifetoaBourbonshipifIknowmyself。I’drathergotoseainabowl，"saidhe。
HenceitwasthatanEnglishvessel，theUndaunted，hadthehonoroftransportingtheillustriousexiletohisislanddominion。Onthe4thofMayhelanded，andimmediatelymadeasurveyofhisnewkingdom。
"Itisn’tlarge，"heobserved，ashemadeamemorandumofitsdimensions，"butneitherisacanvas—backduck。Ithinkwecanmakesomethingofit，particularlyasthepeopleseemgladtoseeme。"
Thiswasindeedthetruth。TheElbeseweredelightedtohaveBonaparteintheirmidst。Theyrealizedthatexcursionsteamerswhichhadhithertopassedthembywouldnowcomecrowdedfrommain—
toptokeelwithpersonsdesirousofseeingtheillustriouscaptive。
Hotelratesrose200percent。，andonthefirstSundayofhisstayontheislandthereceiptsoftheIslandMuseum，asitwasnowcalled，weresufficienttopayitstaxestotheFrenchgovernment，whichhadbeeninarrearsforsometime，tentimesover。
"Ifeellikeanossifiedmanoraturtle—boy，"saidtheEmperortoBertrand，asthecuriousvisitorsgapedawe—strickenatthecagedlion。"IfIonlyhadafewpicturesofmyselftosellthesepeopleI
couldbuyupthenationaldebt，foreclosethemortgage，andgobacktoFranceasitsabsolutemaster。"
ThepopularityofBonaparteasanattractiontooutsiderssoendearedhimtotheheartsofhisnewsubjectsthathepracticallyhadgreaterswayherethanheeverhadinthepalmydaysoftheEmpire。Thecitizensmadehimmasterofeverything，andBonapartefilledtheroletothefull。Providedwithguardsandservants，hesurroundedhimselfwithallthegaudandglitterofamilitarydespotism，and，indefaultofcontinentstocapture，hekepthishandintrimasacommanderbytheconquestofsuchsmallneighboringislandsasnaturehadplacedwithinreach，butitcouldhardlybeexpectedthathecouldlongremaintranquil。HiseyessoonweariedofthecircumscribedlimitsofElba。
"It’sallverywelltobemonarchofallyousurvey，Bertrand，"saidhe，mournfully，"butasforme，givemesomeofthethingsthatcan’tbeseen。Imightaswellbethatolddried—upfigofaP。T。OlemyoverthereinEgyptasEmperorofavest—pocketEmpirelikethis。
Isn’tthereanynewsfromFrance？"
"Yes，"returnedBertrand，"Parisismurmuringagain。Louishasn’tstoppedeatingyet，andtheFrenchthinkit’stimehisdinnerwasover。"
"Ha!"criedBonaparteinecstasy。"Ithoughtso。He’stoomuchofarevivalisttosuitParis。Furthermore，I’mtoldhe’sbroughtouthisshop—wornaristocracytodazzleFranceagain。They’reallwoolandayardwide，butyouneedn’tthinkmyhandmadenobilityisgoingtoeffaceitselfjustbecausetheMontmorenciesandtheRohansdon’taskitouttodine。Mydukesandduchesseswillhavesomethingtosay，I
fancy，andifmyoldlaundress，theDuchessofDantzig，doesn’ttakethestarchoutoftheoldregimeI’llbemightilymistaken。"
Andthiswastheexactsituation。AsBonapartesaid，theoldregimebytheirhauteursoenragedthenewregimethatbythenewyearof1815itwasseenbyallexceptthoseinauthoritythatthereturnoftheexile，CorporalViolet，ashewasnowcalled，wasinevitable。Soitcameaboutthatonthe20thofFebruary，hispocketsstuffedwithimpromptuaddressestothepeopleandthearmy，Bonaparte，eludingthosewhosedutyitwastowatchhim，setsail，andonthe1stofMarchhereachedCannes，whenceheimmediatelymarched，gainingrecruitsateverystep，toParis。
AtLyonshebegantoissuehisimpromptuaddresses，andtheywereinhisbeststyle。
"PeopleofFrance，"ranone，"Iamrefreshed，andhavereturnedtoresumebusinessattheoldstand。March21stwillbebargainday，andIhaveonhandaselectassortmentofsecond—handgoods。Oneking，onearistocracy，muchwornandslightlydog—eared，andamonarchywillbedisposedofatlessthancost。Comeearlyandavoidtherush。Adukedomwillbegivenawaywitheverypurchase。Donotforgettheaddress——TheTuileries，Paris。"
Thiswassigned"Napoleon，Emperor。"Itseffectwasinstantaneous，andtheappointmentwasfaithfullykept，forontheeveningofMarch20ththeEmperor，amidgreatenthusiasm，enteredtheTuileries，wherehewasmetbyallhisoldfriends，includingFouche。
"Fouche，"hesaid，asheenteredthethrone—room，"givemycardtoLouistheXVIII。，andaskhimifhisluggageisready。Makeouthisbill，andwhenhehaspaidit，tellhimthatIhaveorderedthe6：10
traintostartat9：48。Hecaneasilycatchit。"
"Hehasalreadydeparted，Sire，"returnedFouche。"HehadanimperativeengagementintheNetherlands。Inhishastehelefthiscrownhangingonthehat—rackinthehall。"
"Well，sendittohim，"repliedBonaparte。"Idon’twantHIScrown。
Iwantmyown。ItshallneverbesaidthatIrobbedapoorfellowoutofworkofhishat。"
Settledoncemoreuponhisimperialthrone，themainquestionwhichhadpreviouslyagitatedtheEmperorandhisadvisers，andparticularlyhisstage—manager，Fouche，whomhenowrestoredtohisoldoffice，cameuponcemore。"Whatnext？"anditwashardertoanswerthanever，forBonaparte’smindwasnolongeralert。Hewaslistlessandgiventodelay，and，worstofall，invariablysleepy。
ItwasevidentthatElbahadnotprovedasrestfulashadbeenhoped。
"Youshouldnothavereturned，"saidFouche，firmly。"Americawasthefieldforyou。That’swhereallgreatactorsgosoonerorlater，andtheymakefortunes。AseasoninNewYorkwouldhavemadeyouanewman。Asitisyouareanoldman。ItseemstomethatifanIrishmancanleaveQueenstownwithnothingbuthisbrogueandtheclothesonhisbackandbecomeanaldermanofNewYorkorChicagoinsideoftwoyears，youwithalltheadvertisingyou’vehadoughttobeabletogetintoCongressanyhow——you’vegotmoneyenoughfortheSenate。"
"Buttheyarenotmychildren，thoseAmericans，"remonstratedNapoleon，rubbinghiseyessleepily。
"Well，Franceisn’tthefamilyaffairitoncewas，either，"retortedFouche，"andyou’llfinditoutbeforelong。However，we’vegottodothebestwecan。SwearoffyouroldwaysandcomeoutasamanofPeace。FlattertheEnglish，andbyallmeansdon’taskyourmother—
in—lawFrancisJosephtosendbacktheonlywomanyoueverloved。
He’sgotherinVienna，andhe’sgoingtokeepherifhehastoputherinasafe—depositvault。"
ItwouldhavebeenwellforNapoleonhadheheededthisadvice，butashewalkedabouttheTuileriesalone，andlistenedinvainfortheKingofRome’sdemandsformorecandy，andfailedtoseethatinterestinginfantslidingdownthebanistersandloadinghistoycannonswithhismother’sface—powder，hewasoppressedbyasenseofloneliness，andcouldnotresistthetemptationtosendforthem。
"ThiswillbethelastchipI’llputonmyshoulder，Fouche，"hepleaded。
"Verywell，"returnedFouche。"Putitthere，butIwarnyou。ThislastchipwillbreaktheEmpire’sback。"
ThedemandwasmadeuponAustria，and，asFouchehadsaid，theanswerwasamostdecidedrefusal，andtheresultwaswar。AgaintheotherpowersalliedagainstNapoleon。TheforcesoftheenemywereplacedunderWellington。Bonaparteledhisowninperson，buyinganewuniformforthepurpose。"Wecanhandlethemeasilyenough，"saidhe，"ifIcanonlykeepawake。MysituationatpresentremindsmesomuchoftheoldBromidedaysthatIfallasleepwithoutknowingitbyamereassociationofideas。Still，we’llwhip’emoutoftheirboots。"
"Whatboots？"demandedFouche。
"TheirWellingtonsandtheirBluchers，"retortedtheEmperor，therebyshowingthat，sleepyashewas，hehadnotlosthisold—timeabilityatrepartee。
Foroncehewasover—confident。Hefoughtdesperatelyandtriumphantlyforthreeorfourdays，butthefatesheldWaterlooinstore。RoutingtheenemyatLignyandQuatreBras，hepushedontowhereWellingtonstoodinBelgium，where，onthe18thofJune，wasfoughtthegreatestofhisbattles。
"Nowforthetransformationscene，"saidBonaparteontheeveofthebattle。"Iftheweatherisgoodwe’llmaketheseforeignerswishtheyhadwornrunning—shoesinsteadofWellingtons。"
Buttheweatherwasnotclear。Itwasexcessivelywet，andbynightfallBonaparterealizedthatallwasover。Histroopswereinfinecondition，buttherainseemedtohaveputoutthefiresoftheCommander’sgenius。AstheImperialGuardmarchedbeforehiminreviewtheEmperorgazeduponthemfondly。
"They’relikeapicture!"hecried，enthusiastically。"Justseethatline。"
"Yes，"returnedNey。"Verylikeapicture；theyremindmeinawayofacomicpaperprint，butthatismoresuitableforframingthanforfighting。"
TheEmperormakingnoresponse，NeylookedupandobservedthathisMajestyhadfallenasleep。"Thatsettlesit，"hesighed。"To—dayistheWaterlooofNapoleonBonaparte。Whenamansleepsatamomentlikethishisfriendswouldbetterprepareforawake。"
AndNeywasright。WaterloowastheWaterlooofNapoleonBonaparte。
Theopposingarmiesmetinconflict，and，astheworldknows，thestarofthegreatsoldierwasobscuredforever，andFrancewasconquered。Ruinedinhisfortunes，BonaparteatoncereturnedtoParis。
"IsthereasteamerforNewYorkto—night，Fouche？"heasked，as，completelywornout，hethrewhimselfuponhisthroneandlethischinhangdejectedlyoverhiscollar。
"No，Sire，"returnedFouche，withanill—concealedchuckle。"Thereisnot。You’vemissedyourchancebytwodays。Thenisn’tanotherboatfortendays。"
"ThenIamlost，"sobbedNapoleon。
"Yes，Sire，youare，"returnedFouche。"ShallIofferarewardtoanybodywhowillfindyouandreturnyouingoodorder？"
"No，"repliedtheEmperor。"Iwillgivemyselfup。"
"Wiseman!"saidFouche，unsympathetically。"You’resuchaconfoundedriddlethatIwonderyoudidn’tdoitlongago。"
"Ah，Fouche!"sighedtheEmperor，takinghiscrownoutofhiswardrobeandcrushingitinhishandsuntilthediamondsfelloutuponthefloor，"thisshowsthefutilityofmakingwarwithoutpreparingforitbystudy。WhenIwasayoungmanIwasastudent。
Iknewthepagesofhistorybyheart，andIlearnedmylessonswell。
WhileIwasthestudentIwasinvincible。InmimicasinrealwarI
wastheconqueror。EverythingIundertookcameaboutasIhadwilledbecauseIwasthemasteroffacts——Idealtinfacts，andImadenomistakes。To—dayIamaconqueredman，andallbecauseIhaveneglectedtocontinuethestudyofthehistoryofmypeople——ofmyadoptednativeland。"
"Humph!"retortedFouche。"Idon’tseehowthatwouldhavehelpedmattersany。AllthehistoryincreationcouldnothavewonthebattleofWaterlooforyou。"
"Foolthatyouare!"criedNapoleon，desperately，rising。"Can’tyousee？AnybodywhoknowsanythingaboutthehistoryofFranceknowsthatthebattleofWaterlooresultedfatallyforme。HadIknownthat，doyousupposeI’dhavegonethere？NotI!I’dhavegonefishingintheSouthofFranceinstead，andthiswouldnothavehappened。Leaveme!Iwishtobealone。"
LefttohisownreflectionsBonapartepacedhisroomforhours。
Then，tappinghisbell，hesummonedoneofhisfaithfuladherents。
"MonsieurleB—，"hesaid，astheattendantentered，"youhaveheardthenews？"
"Yes，Sire，"sobbedLeB—。
"DoInotcarrymyselfwellinthehourofdefeat？"
"Youdo，YourMajesty。"
"AmIpale，LeB—？"
"No——no——oh，no，notatall，Sire。"
"Tellmethetruth，LeB—。Wemustnotlettheenemyfindusbrokenwhentheyarrive。HowdoIlook？Outwithit。"
"Outofsight，Sire!"repliedLeB—，bendingbackwardasfarashecould，andgazingdirectlyattheceiling。
"Thenbringonyourinvader，andletusheartheworst，"orderedNapoleon，encouragedbyLeB—’sassurances。
Afewdayslater，Bonaparte，havingnothingelsetodo，oncemoreabdicated，andthrewhimselfuponthegenerosityoftheEnglishpeople。
"Iwasonlyfooling，anyhow，"hesaid，withasadsmile。"Ifyouhadn’tsentmetoElbaIwouldn’thavecomeback。Asforthefighting，youallsaidIwasoutsideofthepaleofcivilization，andIhadtofight。Ididn’tcaremuchaboutgettingbackintothepail，butIreallyobjectedtohavingitsaidthatIwasinthetureen。"
ThisjestcompletelywontheheartsoftheEnglishwhowereusedtojustsuchhumor，wholovedit，andwho，manyyearslater，showedthatlovebytheestablishmentofacomicjournalasanasylumforbon—
motssimilarlyafflicted。Theresultwas，notdeath，butanewEmpire，theIslandofSt。Helena。
"This，"saidWellington，"willservetomakehisjokesmorefar—
fetchedthanever；sothatbysendinghimthereweshallnotonlybegracioustoafallenfoe，butaddtothegayetyofournation。"
CHAPTERXII：1815—1821—1895
ItiswithSt。HelenathatallbiographiesofNapoleonBonapartehithertopublishedhaveended，andperhapsitisjustaswellthattheseentertainingworks，preparedbypurelyfiniteminds，shouldendthere。Itiswellforanhistoriannottotellmorethanheknows，aprinciplewhichhasguidedourpenfromtheinceptionofthisworktothispoint，andwhichmustcontinuetothebitterend。Weshallberelentlessandtruthfultothelast，eventhoughinsodoingwearecompelledtooverthrowallhistoricalprecedent。
BonapartearrivedatSt。HelenainOctober，1815。Hehadembarked，everyonesupposed，withtheimpressionthathewasgoingtoAmerica，andthoseabouthim，fearingapassionateoutbreakwhenhelearnedthetruth，triedforatimetoconvincehimthathehadtakenthewrongsteamer；thenwhentheyfoundthathecouldnotbedeceivedinthisway，theymadeallusionstothesteering—gearhavinggotoutoforder，buttheex—Emperormerelysmiled。
"Youcannotfoolme，"hesaid。"IknowwhitherIamdrifting。I
wenttoaclairvoyantbeforeleavingParis，whocastafewdozenhoroscopesformeandtheyallendedatSt。Helena。Itisinevitable。Imustgothere，andallthesefairytalesaboutwrongsteamersandbrokenruddersandsoonareuseless。Isubmit。I
couldreturnifIwished，butIdonotwishtoreturn。ByamerespeechtothesesailorsIcouldplacemyselfincommandofthisshipto—day，turnheraboutandproclaimmyselfEmperoroftheSeas；butI
don’twantto。IpreferdrylandandpeacetoacoupdetarandthethroneofNeptune。"
Allofwhichshowsthatthegreatwarriorwasweary。
Thenfollowedadrearyexileofuneventfulyears，inwhichtheex—
EmperorconductedpapercampaignsofgreatfiercenessagainsttheEnglishgovernment，whichwithunprecedentedparsimonyallowedhimnomorethan$60，000ayearandhouserent。
"Theideaoflimitingmetofivethousanddollarsamonth，"heremarked，savagely，toSirHudsonLowe。"It’spositivelylow。"
"Itstrikesmeaspositivelyhigh，"retortedthegovernor。"Youknowwellenoughthatyoucouldn’tspendtendollarsaweekinthisplaceifyouputyourwholemindonit，ifyouhadn’tinsistedonhavingFrenchwaitersinyourdining—room，whomyouhavetotipeverytimetheybringyouanything。"
"Humph!"saidBonaparte。"Thatisn’tanyargument。I’mamanusedtohandlinglargesums。Itisn’tthatIwanttospendmoney；it’sthatIwanttohaveitaboutmeincaseofemergency。However，I
knowwellenoughwhytheykeepmyallowancedownto$60，000。"
"Whyisit？"askedSirHudson。
"Theyknowthatyoucan’tbeboughtfor$60，000，buttheywouldn’tdaremakeit$60，000andonecent，"retortedthecaptive。"Putthatinyourcigaretteandsmokeit，SirHarlem，andhereaftercallmeEmperor。That’smyname，EmperorN。Bonaparte。"
"AndIbegthatyouwillnotcallmeSirHarlem，"returnedthegovernor，irritatedbytheEmperor’smanner。"MynameisHudson，notHarlem。"
"Prayexcusetheslip，"saidtheEmperor，scornfully。"IknewyouwerenamedaftersomeAmericanriver，Ididn’tknowwhich。However，IimaginedthattheHarlemwasneareryoursizethantheHudson，sincethelatterhassomepretensionstograndeur。Nowpleaseflowdowntotheseaandloseyourself，I’mgettingsleepyagain。"
So，inconstantconflictwithSirHudson，whorefusedtocallhimbyhistitle，andwhominconsequenceherefusedtocallbyhispropername，answeringsuchepithetsas"Corporal"and"Major"withasavagely—spoken"Delaware"oranironicallyrespectful"Mohawk，"
BonapartedweltatSt。Helenauntilthe5thofMay，1821，when，historianstellus，hedied。Thisisanerror，foruponthatdateBonaparteescaped。Hehadfoughtdeathtoomanytimestosuccumbtohimnow，and，whilethewritersofhistoryhaveinasensestatedthetruthwhentheysaythathepassedawayinthenight，theirreadershavegainedafalseimpression。ItisthefactthatNapoleonBonaparte，likeDanteandVirgil，passedoverthedarkriverStyxasthehonoredleaderoftherebelliousforcesofHades。Hedidpassawayinthenight，buthewentashewentfromElba，and，asweshallsee，withmoresuccessfulresults。
ForyearstheGovernmentofErebushadbeenunsatisfactorytomanyofitssubjects，mainlyonaccountofthearbitrarymethodsoftheWeatherDepartment。
"Weareinaperpetualbroilhere，"Caesarhadsaid，"andIforoneamgettingtiredofit。Thecountrydemandsachange。Thisadministrationdoesn’tgiveusanythingbutdog—days。"
ForthistheRomanwarriorhadbeenarrestedandkeptinanovenattherearoftheErebianTuileries，asApollyon’sPalacewascalled，fortwocenturies。
"Thenextrebelgetsagridiron，andthethirdwillbeservedtoCerberusenbrochette，"criedApollyon。
Thusmattershadgoneonforfiveorsixhundredyears，andnoonehadventuredtocomplainfurther，particularlyinviewofCaesar’scommentsuponthehorriddetailsofhisincarcerationpublishedseveralyearsafterhisrelease，underthetitleof"TwoCenturiesinanOven；or，FourThousandandSixintheShade。"
Attheendoftheeighteenthcentury，however，theaspectofaffairshadchanged。Apollyonhadspentagreatdealofhistimeabroad，andhadfailedtonotehowtherevolutioninAmerica，theReignofTerrorinFrance，andthesubsequentwarsinEuropehadmateriallyincreasedtheforcesoftheRepublicanPartyinHades。TheFrencharrivalsaloneshouldhavebeensufficienttoconvinceApollyonthathisattentiontodomesticaffairswasneeded，andthattheAmericanizationofhisdomainwasgainingamostconsiderableheadway。Allthemovementreallyneededwasaleader，buttherewasnonetolead。
"Caesar’sbookhasmadeustimid。Idon’twantanyofit，"saidAlcibiades。
"I’vehadenoughofpubliclife，"saidCharlemagne。
"It’shotenoughforusasitis，"saidallfourofthe"ThreeMusketeers。"
"We’llhavetogetsomebodywhoisnotawareofthepossibilitiesofourclimate，"observedFredericktheGreat。
"TryNapoleonBonaparte，"suggestedLouisXIV。，withachuckle，feelingthatherewasanopportunitytodooneoftwothings，togetevenwithApollyon，or，incaseofthefailureoftherebellion，toberevengeduponBonaparteforhistreatmentoftheBourbonsbysecuringforhimthewarmestreceptiontheKingdomofHadescouldafford。
Thesuggestion，accordingtodocumentsathandwhichseemtobeveracious，wasadoptedwithenthusiasm。Theexilewascommunicatedwith，andjoysettleduponthepeopleofHadeswhenwordwasreceivedthatBonapartewasonhisway。Aswehaveseen，onthenightofthe5thofMayheleftSt。Helena，andonthe10thhelandedontherightbankoftheStyx。Amagnificentarmyawaitedhim。TotheOldGuard，manyofwhomhadprecededhim，wasaccordedthepositionofhonor，andasBonapartesteppedashoretheroofofErebuswasrentwithvivas。Suchascenehasneverbeenwitnessedbefore，andmayneverbewitnessedagain。Thepopulaceflockedabouthim，andstrovetokisshishand；somewentsofarastoclipoffsamplesofhisuniformtotreasureintheirhomes。Itwasevidentthatthegovernmentmustlooktoitself。
"Whatisthisnoise？"askedApollyon，whohadreturnedtohisdomainonlythenightbefore。
"Bonapartehasarrived，"returnedtheheadImp，"andthepeopleareinrevolt。"
Apollyonpaledandsummonedhisministers。
MeanwhileBonapartehadheldacouncilofwar，appointingCaesar，Pompey，Alcibiades，andCharlemagnemarshalsofHades。
"Thefirstthingtobedoneistocapturethecoal—yards，"hesaid，takinginthesituationataglance。"Caesar，letthecoal—yardsbeyourcare。AlcibiadeswilltaketheThreeMusketeers，andbynightwillmakeadetourtotheothersideofthepalaceandopenthesluicesofthevitriolreservoir，whichIunderstandrunintotheStyx。Pompeywillsurprisethestokersinthenationalengine—roomwithaforceoftenthousand，putoutthefires，andawaitfurtherorders。Charlemagnewillaccompanymewiththearmytothepalace，whereIshalldemandanaudiencewiththeking。"
Itwillbeseenatoncethat，grantingthesuccessofallthesemanoeuvres，Apollyoncouldnotpossiblyholdout。AstheHollandershadonlywaterwithwhichtofloodtheircountryandrouttheirenemies，soApollyonhadonlyfirewithwhichtowitheraninvaderorarebelliousforce。ThequickmindofBonapartetookthisinontheinstant。Hewasnolongerlistlessandsleepy，forherewasthegrandestopportunityofhislife，andheknewit。
Fortunefavoredhim。InHadesfortunewasamaterialpersonality，andnotanabstractideaassheiswithus，andwhenshemetBonaparteonhistriumphalmarchalongtheStyx，sheyieldedtothatfascinationwhichevenphlegmaticEnglishmencouldnotdenythathepossessed；andwhenatthismeetingthemanofthehourtookherbythehandandbreathedsoftlyintoherearthatshewasinverytruththeonlywomanhehadeverloved，sheinstinctivelyfeltthathehadatlastspokenfromhisheartofhearts。
"Ibelieveyou，Bonaparte，"shemurmuredsoftly，"andIthinkIhaveshownyouinthepastthatIamnotindifferenttoyou。Iamwithyou——Apollyonisdoomed。"
Thusencouraged，Bonaparte，followedbyhisconstantlygrowingarmy，proceededtothepalace。
Apollyonreceivedhimwithdignity。
"Iamgladtoreceivesodistinguishedaperson，"hesaid。
"Thankyou，"saidBonaparte，"butthisisnotasocietyfunction，YourHighness——Ihavecomehereonbusiness，sosparemeyourflatteries。"
Apollyonturnedpurplewithrage。
"Insolent!"hecried。"Consideryourselfunderarrest。"
"Certainly，"saidBonaparte，calmly。"Willyoukindlyhandmeyourcrown？"
Apollyonroseinhiswrath，andorderedhisaidestoarrestBonaparte，andtocasthimintothefurnace。"MakeitamilliondegreesFarenheit，"heroared。
"Iregrettoinformyourmajesty，"saidthechiefaide，"thatwordhasjustbeenreceivedthatthefiresareout，thecoal—yardhasbeencapturedbytherebels，andfiveadventurousspiritshaveletallthevitrioloutofthereservoirintotheStyx。"
"Summonmyguards，andhavethismanboned，then!"ragedApollyon。
"ItisalsowithregretthatIhavetotellyou，"returnedtheaide，"thattheRoyalGuardhasgoneovertotheenemy，havingbeenpromisedhigherwages。"
"WehaveCerberusleft，"criedApollyon，"lethimtakethisbaseintruderandtearhimlimbfromlimb。"
Napoleonburstoutintoalaugh。"Youwillexcuseme，YourMajesty，"
hesaid。"ButCerberusisalreadyfixed。Wepoisonedtwoofhisheads，andheisevennowwhiningforhislifewiththethird。"
"ThenamIundone，"moanedApollyon，coveringhisfacewithhishands。
"Youare，"saidBonaparte，"butwe’lltieyouupagaininshortorder。We’llputyouononeofyourowngridironsanddoyoutoaturn。"
Ofcoursethiswastheend。
InthreedaysNapoleonhadmadehimselfmasterofthekingdom，hadproclaimedtheEmpirewithhimselfatitshead。Apollyonwastreatedwithconsideration。Hislifewasspared，buthewasshornofhispower。BonapartesenthimintoexileatParis，where，accordingtoreport，hestilllives。
"Nowforanewcoronation，"saidthevictor。"Sendforthepope。"
"Notthistune!"criedCaesarwithalaugh。"Thepopeshavealwaysstudiouslyavoidedthisplace。"
"Then，"saidNapoleonwithasmile，"letFortunecrownme。Afterall，ithasalwaysbeenshewhodidit——whynotnow？"
HenceitwasthatatthedawningofNewYear’sdayof1822，NapoleonBonaparteopenedanewandmosthighlysuccessfulcareer。Hispowerhasincreaseddaybydayuntilnow，whenthereisevidencethathehasthegreaterpartoftheworldinhisfirmgrasp。
SomeyearslaterhisbelovedBourriennearrived。
"Remember，Bourrienne，"hesaid，asheinstalledhisoldandfaithfulsecretaryinhisnewoffice，"youhavealwayswrittenmyautographsforme，andshallstillcontinuetodoso，onlypleasenotethechange。ItisnolongerBonaparte，orNapoleon，EmperoroftheFrench，ithasbecomeNapollyon，EmperorofHades。"
AndtoFouche，whenthatworthyarrived，hesaid：
"Fouche，thisisdifferentfromtheoldshow。ThatoriginalEmpireofminewasruinedbyjustonething。Iwaseternallyanxioustoprovideforthesuccession，andoutofthatgrewallmytroubles；buthere，asthelittlegirlsaidabouttheapple—core，thereain’ta—
goin’tobenosuccession。Iamheretostay。Meanwhile，Fouche，I
haveanimpressionthatyouandAugureautookmorepleasureoutofmymisfortunesthanIdid；whereforeIauthorizeyoutosendforAugereauandtakehimswimminginthevitrioltank。Itwilldoyoubothgood。"
AsforJoseph，whenheheardofhisbrother’snewacquisitionhereformedatonce，ledanirreproachablelifeinAmerica，whitherhehadfled，andwhenhediedwenttotheotherplace。
Footnote：
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