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We think that it had been more than hastening back to Naples he threw himhinted to him by his brother-in-law that self into the arms of his wife, exclaimhe intended to deprive him of his crown. ing, “all is lost, Caroline, but my life, At least, not long after Bonaparte left and that I have not been able to cast the wreck of the grand army in its re away.” Finding himself betrayed on treat from Russia in his hands, he aban every side, he fled in disguise to Ischia. doned his post, and traveled night and Sailing from thence to France, he landed day till he reached Naples. It is also said at Cannes, and dispatched a courier to by an acquaintance of Murat, that Bona Fouché, requesting him to inform Naparte at the birth of the young Duke of poleon of his arrival. Bonaparte irriParma, announced to the King of Naples, tated at his former defection, and still who had come to Paristo congratulate him, more vexed that he had precipitated that he must lay down his crown. Murat things so in Italy, contrary to his express asked to be allowed to give his reply the directions, sent back the simple reply, next morning, but no sooner was he out “ to remain where he was until the Émof the Emperor's presence than he mount peror's pleasure with regard to him was ed his horse and started for his kingdom. known." This cold answer threw MuHe rode night and day till he reached rat in a tempest of passion. He railed Naples, where he immediately set on against his brother-in-law, loading him foot preparations for the defence of his with accusations, for whom, he said, he throne. Being summoned anew by a had lost his throne and kingdom. Wishmarshal of France, sent to him for that ing, however, to be nearer Paris he purpose, to give up his sceptre, he re started for Lyons, and while changing plied, “Go, tell your master to come and horses at Aubagne, near Marseilles, he take it, and he shall find how well sixty was told of the disastrous battle of Wathousand men can defend it.” Rather terloo. than come to open conflict with one of Hastening back to Toulon, he lay conhis bravest generals he abandoned the cealed in a house near the city, to await project, and let Murat occupy his throne. the result of this last overthrow of NapoIf this be true it accounts for the es. leon. When he was informed of his trangementand final desertion of Napoleon abdication, he scarcely knew what to by his brother-in-law. In 1814 he con do. At first he wished to get to Paris, cluded a treaty with Austria, by which to treat personally with the allied sovehe was to retain his crown on the con- riegns for his safety. Being unable to dition he would furnish 30,000 troops do this, he thought of flying to England, for the common cause. Bonaparte could but hesitating to do this also, without a not at first credit this defection of the promise of protection from that governhusband of his sister, and wrote to him ment, he finally, through Fouché, obtaintwice on the subject. The truth is, we ed permission of the emperor of Austria believe, Bonaparte tampered with the to settle in his dominions. But while he affection of Murat. The latter had so was preparing to set out, he was told that often yielded to him on points where they a band of men were on the way to seize differed, and had followed him through him, in order to get the 40,000 francs his wondrous career with such constant which the Bourbons had offered for his devotion, that Napoleon believed he could head; and fled with a single servant to a twist bim round his finger as he liked, desolate place on the sea shore near Touand became utterly reckless of his feel. lon. Thither his friends from the city ings. But he found the intrepid soldier secretly visited him, and informed him could be trifled with too far, and came what were the designs respecting him. to his senses barely in time to prevent Resolving at last to proceed to Paris by sea, an utter estrangement. Shortly after, he engaged the captain of a vessel bound Napoleon abdicated, and was sent to to Havre, to send a boat at night to take Elba. But before the different powers him off. But by some strange fatality, of Europe had decided whether they the seamen could not find Murat, nor he should allow Murat to retain his throne, the seamen, though searching for each Europe was thrown into consternation other half the night; and the sea beginby the announcement that Bonaparte was ning to rise, the boat was compelled to again on the shores of France. Joachim return to the ship without him. As the immediately declared in favor of his morning broke over the coast, the dejectbrother-in-law, and attempted to rouse ed wanderer saw the vessel, with all her Italy. But his army deserted him, and sails set, standing boldly out to sea. He

gazed for awhile on the lessening masts, only three attendants, boldly pushed his and then fled to the woods, where he frail boat from the beach, and launched wandered about for two days, without out into the broad Mediterranean, and rest or food. At length, drenched with steered for Corsica. When about thirty rain, exhausted and weary, he stumbled on miles from the shore, they saw and hailed a miserable cabin, where he found an old a vessel, but she passed without noticing woman, who kindly gave him food and them. The wind now began to rise, and shelter. He gave himself out as belonging amid the deepening gloom was heard the to the garrison at Toulon, and he looked moaning of the sea, as it gathers itself for worn and haggard enough to be the com the tempest. The foam crested waves monest soldier. The white plume was leaped by, deluging the frail skiff, that gone, that had floated over so many bat- struggled almost hopelessly with the pethe fields, and the dazzling costume, that rils that environed it. The baughty had glanced like a meteor through the chieftain saw dangers gathering round cloud of war, was exchanged for the soil. him that no charge of cavalry could scated garments of an outcast. Not even his ter, and he sat and looked out on the good steed was left, that had borne him rising deep, with the same composure be through so many dangers, and as that so often had set on his gallant steed, tall and majestic form stooped to enter when the artillery was mowing down the low door of the cabin, he felt how every thing at his side. At length the changeful was human fortune. The fields post-office-packet-vessel for Corsica was of his fame were far away—his throne seen advancing towards them. Scarcely was gone, and the wife of his bosom igno- had Murat and his three faithful followers rant of the fate of her lord. While he stepped aboard of it, before the frail skif sat at his humble fare, the owner of the sunk to the bottom. It would have been cabin, a soldier belonging to the garrison better for him had it sunk sooner. He of Toulon, entered, and bade him wel. landed at Corsica in the disguise of a come. But there was something about common soldier. The mayor of the Comthe wanderer's face that struck him, and mune of Bastia, the port where the vessel at length remembering to have seen those anchored, seeing a man at his door, with features on some French coin, he fell on a black silk bonnet over his brows, his his knees before him, and called him king beard neglected, and coarsely clad, was Murat. His wife followed his example. about to question him, when the man Murat, astonished at the discovery, and looked up, and “judge of my astonishthen overwhelmed at the evidence of af. ment,” says he, “when I discovered that fection these poor, unknown people this was Joachim, the splendid king of offered him, raised them to his bosom, Naples! I uttered a cry, and fell on my and gave them his blessing. Forty knees.” Yes, this was Murat—the plume thousand francs were no temptation to exchanged for the old silk bonnet, and this honest soldier and his wife. Here the gold brocade for the coarse gaiters of he lay concealed, till one night the old a common soldier. woman saw lights approaching the cabin, The Corsicans received him with enthuand immediately suspecting the cause, siasm, and as he entered Ajaccio, the aroused Murat, and hastening him into troops on the ramparts and the populace the garden, thrust him into a hole, and received him with deafening cheers. But piled him over with vine branches. She this last shadow of his old glory consumihen returned to the house, and arranged mated his ruin. It brought back to his the couch from which Murat had escaped, memory the shouts that were wont to and began herself to undress for bed, as rend Naples when he returned from the if nothing had occurred to disturb her or- army to his kingdom, loaded with honors dinary household arrangements. In a and heralded by great deeds. In the few moments sixty gens d'armes entered, enthusiasm of the moment, he resolved and ransacked the house and garden, to return to Naples, and make another passing again and again by the spot where stand for his throne. At this critical Murat was concealed. "Foiled in their period the passports of the emperor of search, they at length went away. But Austria arrived. Murat was promised a such a spirit as Murat's could not long safe passage into Austria, and an unmoendure this mode of existence, and he lested residence in any city of Bohemia, determined to put to sea. Having, through with the title of Count, if he, in return, his friends at Toulon, obtained a skiff, he would renounce the throne of Naples, on the night of the 22d of August, with and live in obedience to the laws. Dis

daining the conditions he would a few should not cost the blood of one of his weeks before have gladly accepted, he people, he turned to flee to the shore. madly resolved to return to Naples. Leaping from rock to rock and crag to With two hundred and fifty recruits and crag, while the bullets whistled about a few small vessels, he sailed for his him, he at length reached the beach, dominions. The little fleet, beat back by when, lo! the vessel that landed him, adverse winds, that seemed rebuking the had disappeared. The infamous captain rash attempt, did not arrive in sight of had purposely left him to perish. A fishCalabria till the sixth of October, or ing-boat lay on the sand, and Murat eight days after his embarkation. On sprang against it to shove it off, but it that very night a storm scattered the ves. was fast. His tew followers now came sels, and when the morning broke, Mu. up, but before the boat could be launched rat's bark was the only one seen standing they were surrounded by the bloodin for land. Two others at length joined thirsty populace. Seeing it was all over, him, but that night one of the captains de. Murat advanced towards them,

and holdserted him, and returned with fifty of his ing out his sword, said, “ People of best soldiers to Corsica. His remaining Pizzo! take this sword, which has been followers, seeing that this desertion ren so often drawn at the head of armies, but dered their cause hopeless, besought spare the lives of the brave men with him to abandon his project and sail for me.” But they heeded him not, and kept Trieste, and accept the terms of Austria. up a rapid discharge of musketry; and He consented, and throwing the proclam- though every bullet was aimed at Murat, ations he had designed for the Neapoli- not one touched him, while almost every tans into the sea, ordered the captain to man by his side was shot down. Being steer for the Adriatic. He refused, on at length seized, he was hurried away to the ground that he was not sufficiently prison. Soon after, an order came from provisioned for so long a voyage. He Naples to have him tried on the spot. promised, however, to obtain stores at One adjutant-general, one colonel, two Pizzo, but refused to go on shore without lieutenant-colonels, and the same number the Austrian passports, which Murat of captains and lieutenants, constituted still had in his possession, to use in case the commission to try a King. Murat of need. This irritated Murat to such a refused to appear before such a tribunal, degree, that he resolved to go on shore and disdained to make any defence. himself, and ordering his officers to dress During the trial hc conversed in prison in full uniform, they approached Pizzo. with his friends in a manner worthy of His officers wished to land first, to feel his great reputation. He exhibited a loftithe pulse of the people, but Murat, with ness of thought and character that surhis accustomed chivalric feeling, stopped prised even his friends that had known them, and with the exclamation, “ I must him longest. At length, after a pause, be the first on shore !” sprang to land, he said: Both in the court and camp, followed by twenty-eight soldiers and the national welfare has been my sole three domestics. Some few mariners object. I have used the public revenues cried out, “ Long live King Joachim !” for the public service alone. 1 did and Murat advanced to the principal nothing for myself, and now at my death square of the town, where the soldiers I have no wealth but my actions. They were exercising, while his followers un are all my glory and my consolation.” furled his standard, and shouted, “ Joa. After talking in this strain for some time, chim for ever !" but the soldiers made no the door opened and one of the commisresponse. Had Murat been less infatu- sioners entered and read the sentence. ated, this would have sufficed to con Murat showed no agitation, but immedivince him of the hopelessness of his ately sat down and calmly wrote to his

He pressed on, however to wife the following letter. Monte Leone, the capital of the province, but had not gone far before he found him

“MY DEAR CAROLINE-My last hour has self pursued by a large company of gens arrived; in a few moments more I shall d'armes . Hoping to subdue them by his have ceased to live--in a few moments

more you will have no husband. Never presence, he turned towards them and forget me; my life has been stained by no addressed them. The only answer he injustice. Farewell my Achille, farewell received was a volley of musketry. For. my Letitia, farewell my Lucien, farewell bidding his followers to return the fire, my Louise. I leave you without kingdom with the declaration that his landing or fortune, in the midst of the multitude of

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my enemies. Be always united: prove As a general he failed frequently, as yourselves superior to mistortune; remem has been remarked, from yielding his ber what you are and what you have been, judgment to his impulses. As a man and and God will bless you. Do not reproach king he did the same thing, and hence my memory. Believe that my greatest suffering in my last moments is dying far indulgent to his people. But his want

was generous to a fault, and liberal and from my children. Receive your father's

of education in early life rendered him blessing; receive my embraces and my tears. Keep always present to you the meinory

unfit for a statesman. Yet his impulses, of your unfortunate father,

had they been less strong, would not JOACHIM NAPOLEON. have made him the officer he was. His Pizzo, 13th October, 1815.”

cavalry was the terror of Europe. Be

sides, in obeying his generous feelings, Having then enclosed some locks of he performed many of those deeds of his hair to his wife, and given his watch heroism-exposing his life for others, to his faithful valet, Amand, he walked and sacrificing everything he had, to out to the place of execution. His tall render those happy around him, which form was drawn up to its loftiest height, make us love his character. He was and that piercing blue eye that had flashed romantic even till his death, and lived so brightly over more than a hundred battle in an atmosphere of his own creation. fields, was now calmly turned on the sol. But unlike Ney, he was ashamed of his diers who were to fire on him. Nota breath low origin, and took every method to of agitation disturbed the perfect compo- conceal it. He loved his wife and sure of his face, and when all was ready children and country with the most dehe kissed a cornelian he held in his hand, voted affections. His life was the strangon which was cut the head of his wife,

est romance ever written, and his igand then fixing his eyes steadily upon it, nominious death, an everlasting blot on said, “ Save my face, aim at my heart!” Ferdinand's character. A volley of musketry answered, and The book to which we referred at the Murat was no more.

head of this article is utterly unworthy He had fought two hundred battles, its title. Written by a believer in “ the and exposed himself to death more fre- divine right of kings,” and a scorner of quently than any other officer in Napo- plebeian blood, he can find no better leon's army. By his white plume and name for Murat, than, “the butcher of gorgeous costume a constant mark for the army.” Not deigning to describe a the enemy's bullets, he notwithstanding single battle, half the book is taken up always plunged into the thickest dangers, with incidents of Murat's early life, and and it seems almost a miracle that he the other half with an account of his escaped death. His self-composure was amorous adventures after his marriage wonderful, especially when we remember with Caroline Bonaparte. He puts a what a creature of impulse he was. In the great many silly speeches into his mouth, most appalling dangers, under the fire of and describes a great many amours, for the most terrific battery, all alone amid the truth of which we have his assertions his dead followers, while the bullets were alone. That the moral character of piercing his uniform and whistling in an Murat could not be very correct according incessant shower around his head, he to our standard, is evident from the fact would sit on his steed and eye every dis- that his life was spent in the camp. The charge with the coolness of an iron statue. only way to judge of such a man, is to A lofty feeling in the hour of danger balance his actions, and see whether the bore him above all fear, and through good or evil preponderates. clouds of smoke and the roar of five hun But whatever his faults were, it will dred cannon, he would detect at a glance be a long time before the world will see the weak point of the enemy, and charge such another man. like fire upon it.

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A TRAVELER often finds it a very nice towers and ruined fortresses, while in calculation to decide whether his regrets the green hollows between them nestled at leaving a place which has delighted the country seats of the wealthy Florenhim, do not counterbalance his pleasures tines. One of the finest views was on on reaching it. The unfavorable scale the approach to Incisa, which we reachof the balance is especially weighty on ed just as the Grand Duke stopped to quitting Florence, but Rome beckons to change horses, on his way to Florence. him irresistibly, though Florence tugs at As he sat in his carriage, one of the his skirts, till he hesitates like Hercules crowd handed him a petition, which he in the fable. His duty as a voyager at put in his pocket very carefully for fulast conquers, and he “demands his ture consideration, and then drove off passport.” On your first arrival you with a slight bow to the people. His surrender this in exchange for a “ Card of equipage was but little more showy than sojourn,” which announces that “the our own, and he himself had no decoraSignore during his sojourn in Tuscany is tion, except a ribbon in his button hole. secure of the assistance of the laws An expression of thoughtful amiability (conforming himself to their disposal) predominated in his countenance, and and of that of the authorities.” When made it prepossessing in spite of his proyou wish to leave the country you deliv- jecting Austrian lips. His hair was er up your card, and receive for it a pa. sprinkled with gray, but apparently less per stating that “the Signore wants his from age, than from the labors of his passport endorsed for Rome, and the head for the good of his people, to Good Government has nothing to say whom his appearance otherwise promised against it.” Very kind of it! Present a long continuance of his paternal reign. ing this paper at another office, you The whole day's ride was through a receive your passport, endorsed with gallery of landscapes painted by Claude's permission to leave Tuscany for Rome own teacher, Nature herself. “At nightwithin three days. Finally at the Papal fall we reached Rimaggio, our dining Legation you receive a vise allowing you and sleeping goal. Many of our Amerto enter the States of the Church. If ican new villages are composed of a any one of these formalities were omit- tavern, a blacksmith's shop, a church ted you would be stopped at the frontier, and a court house, but Rimaggio conand perhaps have the honor of being es. tained only the first two of these elements, corted back by a guard of soldiers. combined in one house.

Its solitary All these points being duly attended seclusion at the foot of a hill, with no to, and a duplicate contract with a vettu- other habitation in sight, fitted it capital. rino"

signed, sealed, and delivered,” ly for a scene of robbery and assassinawith some American friends I tore my. tion. The vetturino had warned us that self from Florence at daylight on a fine this was a suspicious road, and had chain. morning in November. Of the two routes ed down the luggage with screw and to Rome, we had adopted the longer, but padlock. My room door was supplied more interesting one, by Perugia and with three fastenings, a lock, a bolt, and Terni. It wound up the lovely valley a bar—an alarming excess of precaution. of the Arno, and if anything could so After dinner, where we were waited upon soon reconcile us to leaving Florence, it by servants, whose hang-gallows looks would be the delicious landscapes which would condemn them in any court of presented themselves to our eyes, chang. Judge Lynch, we retired early to our ing at every turn of the road, like the

I had scarcely fallen asleep, as it combinations of a kaleidoscope, all differ- then seemed to me, when I was awaken. ent and all beautiful. Jagged hills shot ed by a loud attack on my door accomup on every side, with their rugged rocks panied with harsh shouts ! I leaped up, overshadowed by the umbrella-like stone and demanding who was there, found pines, and their tops crowned by tall that my assailant was—a servant of the VOL. I.NO. VI.



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