Mr. Bonaparte of Corsica

nne. Those who were present at the hour of his departure from home say that Napoleon would have wept like any other child had he yielded to the impulses of his heart, and had be not detected a s

d Joseph, paling slightly as he observed

"and what was that somethin

w. What is a joke for one man is apt to be a serious matter for another,

serious matter for that same humorous person. This may turn out to be the case in the present emergency. What was

t it is a very good thing for that little ferry-bo

weakly, but Napoleo

, impatiently,

t such a tireless little worker as the boat

ant Napoleo

e. A moment ago I was ready to break down for the sorrow of parting from my favorite Alp, from my home, from my mother, and my little brass ca

at was to bear him to fame, and was soon but a memory in the little house at Ajaccio. "Parting is such sweet sorrow," murmured Joseph, as he watched the little vess

naturally awe-stricken by the s

everal times wished I might, and got to heaven. I didn't know how like the other place it was at that time, you see. It was like an enchanted land, a World's Fair forever, and the prices I had to pay for things quite carried out the World's Fair idea. They were en

Junot l

bunco is a purely America

palace floor, "I never realized until this moment that I had been swindled! Bourrienne

dame Junot's side, and, takin

in the galleries. Bernhardt was then playing juvenile parts, and Coquelin had not been heard of. Ah! my dear Madame Junot," he added, giving her ear a delicate pinch, "t

ing entered the room, the Emperor on

he began for the first time in his life to appreciate the virtues of his brother Joseph. He who had been the victorious general crossing the Alps now found himself the Alp, with a dozen victorious generals crossing him; he who had been the

t would have been cooked on its way down, I boiled so. They took me for a snow-clad Alp, when, as a matter of fac

insults with interest. They jeered him because he was short-short of stature and short of funds; they twitted him on being an alien, calling him an Italian, and as

our Parisian streets some day, and some of you particl

d how prophetic

other result of this attitude towards him was that he retired from the companionship of all save his books, and he became intimate with Homer and Ossian and Plutarch-familiar with the rise and fall of emperors and empires. Challenged to fight a duel with one of his classmates for a supposititious insult, he accepted, and, ha

so, this biography would have had to stop here, and countless readers of our own day would have been deprived of much entertaining fiction that is even now being scattered broadcast over the world with Napoleon as its hero. H

eep with his Homer, and then use his sword to cut their heads off. Joseph, as we have already seen, had been completely subjugated by his younger brother, and it is not to

s was provided with a small patch of ground which he could do with as he pleased, and Napoleon's use of his

in peace," he

e stars at night; but for ourselves, we must be accurate, and it is due to the reader at this point that we should confess-having no stars in our confidence-our entire ignorance as to what Napoleon Bonaparte said, did, or thought when sitting in solitude in his fortified bower; though if our candid impression is desired we have no hesitation in saying that we believe him to have been in Paris enjoying the sight

of all the pleasures which Paris could give. Of temporal discipline he need have had no fear, since, it was perforce relaxed while he was master of his solitude; as for the lack of funds, history has shown that this never interfered with the fulfilment of Napoleon

bilities were so marked that it was stated that he could square t

ich I ever had any difficulty in keeping up with my dear elder brother." It was here, too, that he learned the inestimably important military fact that the shortest distance between two points is in a straight line; and that he had fully mastered that fact was often painfully ev

cal camel wi

ficient, much to the irr

nything?" asked M. Bou

t no more German. I know the on

t, pray,

Germans. But lest I get it wrong, pray tell me the

t was probably not one which the Master of Etiq

who jeered at him for his ancestry convinced them that while he might not have had illustrious ancestors, it was not unlikely that he would in time develop illustrious descendants, and the jeerings and sneerings soon ceased. The climax

any particularly aristocratic aristocrat's head showed itself above the ramparts, an avalanche fell upon his facade with a dull, sickening thud. I have never seen an American co

all that those in authority there could teach him, and in 1785 he applied f

, but I'm fonder of myself, and Corsica, large as it is, is too small to contain Napoleon Bonaparte and his brother Jo