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them, by addressing to thee the last reproaches of friendship. Thou hast just committed a very great fault, it deprives thee of thy best friend, but it will not serve to correct thee. Thy insatiable ambition will prove thy downfall; thou sacrificest without reason and without regret, those very men who serve thee the best, and thine ingratitude estranges from thee even those who admire thee; thou art no longer environed in by flatterers, I do not perceive one friend who dares to tell thee the truth. Thou wilt be sold, thou wilt be abandoned: terminate speedily this war; it is the wish of thy generals, and it is doubtless that of thy people also. Thou wilt never be more powerful, and thou mayest still be much better loved. "Forgive, Napoleon, these home truths from a dying man; he, who with his latest breath, cherishes thee

As the marshal pronounced these words, Bonaparte wept bitterly. Oh! that all who surrounded Napoleon, had possessed the frankness of Montebello, he might still bave been a blessing to France, and to Europe'

THE RESTORER OF THE CITY OF LYONS. On Bonaparte's return from the second campaign of Italy, he passed through Lyons, on the ninth Messidor, the eighth year of the republic. It was his wish to continue incognito, in order to escape the honours and the fetes intended him; but all his precautions were of no avail; the report of his being in the city spread itself in all directions, and the populace in crowds appeared in the streets, on the quays, in the promenades, and mounted on the house tops, crying: "It is Bonaparte! Long live Bonaparte!" these applauses being prolonged until night, with which were mingled the incessant discharges of artillery.

During the nights of the ninth and tenth, a bronze medal was struck in haste and presented to the conqueror of Italy; and on the morning of the last mentioned day, he repaired to the Square of Bellecour, amidst an escort of upwards of 50,000 Lyonese. Upon this occasion he laid the first stone, and thus commenced the rebuilding of the city, which had been almost entirely demolished, by order of the comedian Collot D'Herbois. Previous to the depositing of the stone, he took it in his hand, smiling, and assured the inhabitants of Lyons, that this Square should very soon recover all its former splendour, and that the manu factories of Lyons, which were then reduced to 4000

woramen, should speedily be augmented to 25,000; after which he deposited the medal which was enclosed in a leaden case, beneath the foundation of the new structure; the bronze in question bearing this inscription.

To Buonaparte

The Restorer of Lyons;
Verninac Prefect.

In the name of the grateful Lyonese.

On the other side appeared, encircled by a coronet of oak,

Twice Victor at Marengo,
Conqueror of Italy.

He deposited this Stone

The 10th Messidor, An. VIII.

At the conclusion of the ceremony, Napoleon repaired to the hotel of the prefect, where a sumptuous breakfast was prepared. He proved as amiable at table, as he was terrible in the field; and it was justly said of this repast: "That here was Alexander feasting with his friends, on the day when he founded Alexandria."

BATTLE OF MARENGO.

This conflict was undoubtedly that in which Bonaparte displayed the most brilliant proofs of military capacity; for on that momentous day, he manifested the consummate tactics of a great commander; neither was there any deficiency of those traits of heroism which history always loves to record, and which must descend to the remotest posterity. It was during this battle, which might be justly termed the modern Pharsalia, that Napoleon preserved, amidst the tumultuous din of arms, and an army almost completely routed, that coolness and certain dependance upon self, which As the fruit of long military experience, and the cha racteristic of the truly brave.

As soon as the divisions of Lemonier and Desaix had arrived, Bonaparte repaired to range them in order for battle; but, as the enemy's forces were greatly superior in number to those of the French, the latter began to give way, and retreat, which, being perceived by Napofeon, he gallopped to the front of the ranks, exclaiming:"Frenchmen! remember my custom is to sleep apon the field of battle."

Berthier on arriving to acquaint him that his army

began to be put to the route, he made this answer: "You do not announce that, general, in cold blood!"

During the hottest period of the action, news was brought to Bonaparte that Desaix was killed, when he only uttered these words: "Why is it not permitted me to weep?" The deceased was among those generals whom he held in the highest estimation.

After the battle, Bonaparte, happening to meet a great number of the wounded, made the following remark in tones of the deepest affliction: "We cannot but regret not being wounded like them, in order to participate in their sufferings."-BOURRIENNE.

HIS CONDUCT AT THE BATTLE.

The battle of Marengo was lost for a couple of hours: the negligence of General Melas, who trusted too much to the advantages he had gained, and the audacity of General Desaix, restored the victory to the French arms While the fate of the battle was almost desperate, Bonaparte rode about slowly on horseback, pensive, and looking downwards, more courageous against danger than misfortune, attempting nothing, but waiting the turn of the wheel. He has behaved several times in a similar way, and has found his advantage in it. But I cannot help always thinking, that if Bonaparte had fairly encountered among his adversaries a man of character and probity, he would have been stopped short in his career. His great talent lies in terrifying the feeble, and availing himself of unprincipled characters. When he encounters honour any where, it may be said that his artifices are disc ncerted, as evil spirits are conjured by the sign of the cross.-MAD: DE STAEL

WOUNDED IN ITALY AND OTHER PLACES.

It has been said that Bonaparte has never been wounded. This is not the fact, for Mr. O'Meara

says:

Napoleon showed me the marks of two wounds; one a very deep cicatrice above the left knee, which he said he had received in his first campaign of Italy, and was of so serious a nature, that the surgeons were in doubt whether it might not be ultimately necessary to amputate. He observed, that when he was wounded, it was always kept a secrét, in order not to discourage the soldiers. The other was on the toe, and had been

received at Eckmühl. "At the siege of Acre," continued he," a shell thrown by Sydney Smith, fell at my feet. Two soldiers, who were close by, seized and closely 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 exploded, and overwhelmed us with sand. We sunk into 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 commanded at Vincennes when I left Paris. When he was summoned by the Russians, he replied, that as soon as they sent him back the leg he had lost at Moscow, he would surrender the fortress. Many times in my life," continued he, " have I been saved by soldiers and officers throwing themselves before me when I was in the most imminent danger. At Arcola, when I was advancing, Colonel Meuron, my aide-decamp, threw himself before me, covered me with his body, and received the wound which was destined for me. He fell at my feet, and his blood spouted up in my face. He gave his life to preserve mine. Never, yet, I believe, has there been such devotion shown by soldiers as mine have manifested for me. In all my misfortunes never has the soldier, even when expiring, been wanting to me-never has man been served more faithfully by his troops. With the last drop of blood gushing out of their veins, they exclaimed Vive l'Empereur."-O'Meara.

VENICE.

I took my departure, says Bourrienne, on the 11th April, and arrived in the Venetian States at the very moment when the insurrection against the French broke out I passed through Verona on Easter Sunday, April 16; the ministers of peace were preaching, that it was permitted, and even meritorious, to murder the Jacobins so the French were designated. "Death to the French Death to the Jacobins !" were the warcry and watch-word. I remained only two hours, not apprehending the massacre that followed. On Monday, four Lundred French were butchered in the hospitals and streets, to the ringing of bells. The forts held out against the Venetians, who besieged them with the most determined fury. On the same day, the French were assassinated in Vicenza, through which I had passed the evening oefore; and in Padua I learned the massacre had begun ere I was well beyond the gates. Once on the Sunday, indeed, I was stopped by a "body

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