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had advised him to dethrone the King of 
Spain, and mentioned that the Duke of 
Royvigo had told me that Tatleyrand had 
said) in his presenec, “ Your majesty 
will never bo! secure upon your throne, 
while a Bourbon is seated upon one.” 
ile replied, ** True, he advised me to do 
every thing) which would injare | the 
Bourbons, whom he dctests.” 
HIS WOUNDS. 
Napoleon shewed me the marks of 
1wo wounds: one a very deep cicatrice 
above the left knee, which he said he 
had received in his’ first campaign of 
Ttaly, and was of so. serious a nature, 
that the surgeons were in doubt whether 
it might not be ulfimately necessary to 
amputate. Fle observed, that when he 
was wounded, it was always kept a se- 
evet, in order not to discourage the sol- 
dicrs. The other was on the toc, and 
had been received at Eckmuhl. “At 
the siege of Acre,” continued he, ‘a 
shell, thrown by Sidney Smith, fell at.my 
fect. ‘Two soldiers, who were close by, 
seized, andclosely embraced me, one in 
front and the other on one side, and 
made a rampart of their bodies for me, 
against the effect of the shell, which ex- 
ploded, and overwhelmed us with sand. 
We sunk info the hole formed by its 
bursting; one of them was wounded. 
I made them both officers. One. has 
since lost a leg at Moscow, and com- 
manded at Vinecnnes when Tf left Paris. 
When he was summoned by the Rus- 
sians, he replied, that, as soon as they 
sent him baek the leg he had lost at 
Moscow, he would surrender the for- 
tress. Many times in my life,” conti- 
nuecdhe, “have I hbeen saved by soldiers 
and officers throwing themselves before 
me when I was in the most imminent 
danger. At Arcola, when I was ad- 
vaneing, Colonel Meuron, my aid-de- 
camp, threw himself before me, covered 
me wilh his body, «ad reeeived the 
wound which was destined for me, Ie 
foll at my feet, and Lis blood spouted up 
in my face. He gave bis life to preserve 
mine. Never yet, believe, has there 
been such devotion shewn by soldiers as 
mine have manifested for me. In all 
my misfortunes, never has the’ soldier, 
even when expiring, been wanting to 
me—never bas man been served more 
faithfully by his troops. With the last 
drop of blood: gushing out of their veins, 
they exclaimed, Vive ? Empereur !”° 
DUROC, 
' Mentioned to the emperor that I had 
been informed he had saved Maréchal 
Duroc’s life, when seized and condema- 
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ed to death as an emigrant, duting \ lis 
first campaigtis in Italy; which was as- 
serted) to: have: been: the  eause\of the 
great attachment subsequently displayed 
by Duroc to him) until thechour vot his: 
death, ‘Napoleon looked ‘surprised, and 
replied, ‘* No suck thing—who; toltl you 
that tale?” LD said, that f had heand the 
Marquis Montchenw-repeatitat aypubhic: 
dinver. “ There is motva, word of :trathy 
in it,” replied Napoleoni» 4 Idook Da- 
roc out of the artillery: train, when he 
was a boy, and proteeied himyuntil his 
death. -Bat-I suppose Montchenu said 
this, because Duree was ofan eld) fa- 
mily, which in that: booby’s, eyes is the 
only source of merit. die despisesevery 
body who has not as many jhundred 
years of nobility to boast,of,as- himself. 
It was such as Montchenu who were 
the chief cause of the revolution, . Be- 
fore it, sacha man-as. Bertrand, who is, 
worth an army of Montehenus,, could 
not even: be a. sous-lieutenant, while 
vieils enfants like him would begenerals, 
God help,” continued he, ‘the nation 
that is governed by suelsIn my time, 
most. of the generals, of whoseodeéds 
France is so prond, sprang from dhak 
very class of plebeians so much despised 
by him.” sate $F Ie 
COUNT BLACAS, » sh ovhai 
“ When in Paris, after my return foom 
Elba, I found in M. Blacas’s private pa 
pers, which he left behind when heoran 
away from the Tuilleries, aletter which 
had been written in Elba by one of my 
sister Pauntine’s. chamber-maids, .,and, 
appeared to have been. composed in aw 
moment of anger.. Pauline is very hand- 
some and graecfinl.. There was, a de- 
scription of her habits, of her dress, her 
wardrobe, and of every thing that. she 
liked; of how fond I was of contribut- 
ing to her happiness; and that I had 
superintended the furnishing of her bow- 
doir myself; what an extraordinary man 
I was; that one night I had burnt, my 
finger dreadfully, and had merely poured 
a bottle of ink over if without, appearing 
to regard the pain,’ and many, little 
bétises, true enough perhaps. ‘This lef- 
ter M. Blaeas had got interpolated with 
horrid stories; in fact, insinuating: that 
L slept with my sister; and.in the mar- 
vin, in the hand-writing of the interpo- 
lator, was written—to be printed.” 
ENGLAND, ah: 
He then spoke about thedistress pre- 
vailing in England, and said, that it was 
caused by the abuses of the ‘ministry. 
“ You have done wonders,” said he; 
“ you have effected impossibilities, I 
4 may 
