222 Memoir of Mr. J. W. Featherstonhaugh.—By J. D. F. 
who, locking arms with his new-found uncle, marched the 
party off into the darkness followed by a curious and some- 
what suspicious crowd. There were several English steamers 
along the wharves, blowing off their steam furiously and mak- 
ing a noisy demonstration of immediate departure. In a re- 
mote and obscure corner was a small but swift boat moored 
by a single hawser, with fires banked and no lights or men 
visible. This steamer was commanded by a captain Paul of the 
Royal navy, a man short of stature but fearless and deter- 
mined as a giant, with the least possible respect .for a six-footer 
of the gens d' armes,on the deck of his own vessel in a heavy 
sea. 
As the king was being led away from the steamers that 
were noisily preparing to depart, and which were closely 
watched by the police, Madame Mousse, an attache of the 
custom-house, and an amateur detective, planted herself di- 
rectly before the party, and suspiciously peering into the 
king's face, forced an introduction from the consul. " Mon 
oncle Monsieur Smith, Madame Mousse!^'' "J.A.^" replied 
the wide-awake woman, in the most significant manner, '' II 
meparait, Monsieur le Consul, que voire oncle n'est phis age 
que vousy 
This was a declaration of war and quick action was neces- 
sary. Madame Mousse was ruthlessly brushed aside, and be- 
fore her cries could bring assistance, the king and his party 
were rushed into the cabin of the silent steamer moored in the 
dark, and the captain brandishing an axe, was shouting to 
the mob to keep off his gangway, in the most energetic nauti- 
cal style, not a word of which did his listeners understand. 
As the consul reappeared from the cabin and stepped on the 
quai, a rush was made for the boat, in the midst of which the 
steam shrieked at its best, the wind blcAV a hurricane, the 
waves thundered on the pier, the axe fell on the hawser, and 
under cover of the fearful din and darkness, the tight little 
steamer stole out into the tempestuous sea. 
Subsequently the consul was presented by the king, as a 
memorial of the event, with a massive gold box, superbly 
chased, with his monogram and date of escape set in dia- 
monds of great value, and he was specially invited by the fam- 
ily to attend the obsequies of the deceased monarch. 
In the performance of his duties and in the exercise of hos- 
