vation; are they not all Frenchmen?" Then, turning to the regiment, "My lads," said he, "you must not fear death. When soldiers brave death, they drive him into the enemies' ranks." He here made a motion with his arm, expressive of the action to which he alluded. At these words a sudden movement among the troops, accompanied by a murmur of enthusiasm, seemed to foretell the memorable victory of Rosbach, which took place forty-eight hours after.

At the battle of Lutzen the army was chiefly com posed of conscripts, who had never been in any engagement. It is said that in the heat of the action, Napoleon rode along the rear of the third rank of infantry, supporting and encouraging the young troops. "This is nothing, my lads," said he; "stand firm. France has her eye on you. Show that you

can die for your country!"

After having given any one an important mission, or traced out the plan of any great enterprise, Napoleon used frequently to say, "Come, sir, be speedy, use despatch; and do not forget that the world was created in six days." On occasions of this kind, he concluded by observing to the individual whom he was addressing, "Ask me for whatever you please, except time; that's the only thing that is beyond my power."

The ringing of bells always produced in Napoleon emotions, which were not easy to account for. When he was at Malmaison, and walking in the alley leading to the plain of Ruel, he would stop, lest the noise of his footsteps should drown any portion of the

delightful sound. He was almost angry with his friends, if they did not experience the impressions he did. So powerful was the effect produced upon him by the sound of these bells, that his voice would falter, as he said-"Ah! that reminds me of the first years that I spent at Brienne: I was then happy!" When the bells ceased, he would resume the course of speculations, carry himself into futurity, place a crown on his head, and dethrone kings, in imagination.

During the campaign of Russia, Napoleon one day rode by a burning village, and found a light-horseman of the Dutch guard, who stood only a few paces from a house which was nearly burnt to the ground, and who was about tying a coffee-kettle to a long pole. Napoleon, who could not imagine what the soldier intended to do, asked him, "Comrade! what are you doing there ?" "Sire!" answered the soldier, "I am going to boil my coffee." Napoleon laughed aloud at this new method of boiling coffee, and said that it was not probable that any family in Paris boiled their coffee by so extravagant a fire as did this light-horseman in Russia.

Such was the extent and variety of Napoleon's genius, that he soared without effort to the loftiest abstractions of the art of governing, and descended with the same facility to the minutest details of management. He would cause an account of the number of workmen and the produce of their labor to be delivered to him every morning. He knew how long it took a tailor to finish a soldier's dress, a wheelwright to construct a carriage, or an armorer to fit up a mus

ket. He knew the quantity of arms, in a good or bad state, contained in the arsenals. "You will find," he wrote to the minister of war, "in such an arsenal

so many old muskets, and so many broken up. Set a hundred men at work there, and arm me five hundred men a week."

Napoleon, it is said, often talked a great deal, and sometimes a little too much; but no one could tell a story in a more agreeable and interesting way. His conversation rarely turned on gay or humorous subjects, and never on trivial matters. He was so fond of argument, that in the warmth of discussion it was easy to draw from him secrets which he was most anxious to conceal. Sometimes, in a small circle, he would amuse himself by relating stories of presentiments and apparitions. For this he always chose the twilight of evening, and he would prepare his hearers for what was coming by some solemn remark.

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It is related that the following scene occurred at the time Napoleon told Josephine of his determination to be divorced from her, and marry an Austrian prinOn the 30th November, 1809, the emperor and Josephine were dining together as usual; she had uttered not a word during dinner, and he had broken silence only to ask one of the servants what o'clock it was. As soon as Napoleon had taken his coffee, he dismissed all the attendants, and Josephine remained alone with him. Josephine saw, in the expression of his countenance, what was passing in his mind; and she knew that her hour was come. Napoleon approached her, took her by the hand, pressed it to his heart, and after gazing at her a few moments

in silence, uttered these fatal words: "Josephine! My dear Josephine! you know how I have loved you! ... To you, to you alone, I owe the only moments of happiness I have tasted in this world. But, Josephine, my destiny is not to be controlled by my will. My dearest affections must yield to the interest of France!' 66 Say no more!" exclaimed Josephine; "I understand you: I expected this, but the blow is not the less severe." She had not power to say more. She shrieked, and fell to the floor, and was carried to her room insensible. Upon recovery, she exclaimed, "Alas! I had good reason to fear ever becoming an empress!"

One of Napoleon's officers lost a beautiful watch. He made it publicly known by a bell-man of the place. An hour after, a young lad, belonging to the village, brought the watch, saying he had found it on the high road, in a wheel-rut. The circumstance was related, the same evening, to Napoleon, who was so struck with this instance of honesty, that he directed information to be procured respecting the young man and his family. Learning that they were poor but honest peasants, Napoleon gave three brothers of this family employment; and, what was most difficult to persuade him to do, he exempted the young man, who brought the watch, from the conscription.

Napoleon, on his return from the isle of Elba, arrived at the Tuilleries very late in the evening. His levee of the following day was, as may be supposed, exceedingly numerous. The emperor appeared the same as usual, just as though he had never left the palace, and had held a levee but yesterday; his coun

tenance, attitude, dress, manners, all were unaltered. The force of sentiment prevailed over respect; and all rushed forward to meet him. The emperor himself was visibly moved; and he embraced several of the most distinguished persons. He then commenced his circuit as usual. His voice was mild, his countenance placid, and his manner affable; he spoke with kindness to every one. How," said he, addressing a certain individual, in a mingled tone of pleasantry and affection," do I see the major-general of the white army within two paces of me?" Several of the individuals present seemed to be laboring under a little embarrassment, owing to the extraordinary events that had just taken place; as for Napoleon, he appeared as though nothing had happened. He did not forget that he had freed them all from their allegiance at Fontainbleau.

In the lack of other means of amusing himself at St. Helena, Napoleon had been somewhat interested in the construction of a pond and fountain in the garden of Longwood, which was stocked with small fishes. A mixture of copperas in the mastic, employed in cementing the basin, had affected the water. It so happened, a short time before his death, that the creatures, which had been in a good measure the object of Napoleon's attention, began to sicken and to die. He was deeply affected by the circumstance, and, in language strongly resembling the beautiful verses of Moore, expressed his sense of the fatality which seemed to attach itself to him. "Everything I love everything that belongs to me," he exclaimed, "is immediately struck. Heaven and mankind unite