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RECOLLECTIONS OF THE PRIVATE LIFE OF NAPOLEON, V5

By CONSTANT

PREMIER VALET DE CHAMBRE

TRANSLATED BY WALTER CLARK

1895

CHAPTER I.

I left the Emperor at Berlin, where each day, and each hour of the day,

he received news of some victory gained, or some success obtained by his

generals. General Beaumont presented to him eighty flags captured from

the enemy by his division, and Colonel Gerard also presented sixty taken

from Blucher at the battle of Wismar. Madgeburg had capitulated, and a

garrison of sixty thousand men had marched out under the eyes of General

Savary. Marshal Mortier occupied Hanover in the name of France, and

Prince Murat was on the point of entering Warsaw after driving out the

Russians.

War was about to recommence, or rather to be continued, against the

latter; and since the Prussian army could now be regarded as entirely

vanquished, the Emperor left Berlin in order to personally conduct

operations against the Russians.

We traveled in the little coaches of the country; and as was the rule

always on our journeys, the carriage of the grand marshal preceded that

of the Emperor. The season, and the passage of such large numbers of

artillery, had rendered the roads frightful; but notwithstanding this we

traveled very rapidly, until at last between Kutow and Warsaw, the grand

marshal's carriage was upset, and his collarbone broken. The Emperor

arrived a short time after this unfortunate accident, and had him borne

under his own eyes into the nearest post-house. We always carried with

us a portable medicine-chest in order that needed help might be promptly

given to the wounded. His Majesty placed him in the hands of the

surgeon, and did not leave him till he had seen the first bandage

applied.

At Warsaw, where his Majesty passed the entire month of January, 1807, he

occupied the grand palace. The Polish nobility, eager to pay their court

to him, gave in his honor magnificent fetes and brilliant balls, at which

were present all the wealthiest and most distinguished inhabitants of

Warsaw.

At one of these reunions the Emperor's attention was drawn to a young

Polish lady named Madame Valevska, twenty-two years of age, who had just

married an old noble of exacting temper and extremely harsh manners, more

in love with his titles than with his wife, whom, however, he loved

devotedly, and by whom he was more respected than loved. The Emperor

experienced much pleasure at the sight of this lady, who attracted his

attention at the first glance. She was a blonde, with blue eyes, and

skin of dazzling whiteness; of medium height, with a charming and

beautifully proportioned figure. The Emperor having approached her,

immediately began a conversation, which she sustained with much grace and

intelligence, showing that she had received a fine education, and the

slight shade of melancholy diffused over her whole person rendered her

still more seductive.

His Majesty thought he beheld in her a woman who had been sacrificed, and

was unhappy in her domestic relations; and the interest with which this

idea inspired him caused him to be more interested in her than he had

ever been in any woman, a fact of which she could not fail to be

conscious. The day after the ball, the Emperor seemed to me unusually

agitated; he rose from his chair, paced to and fro, took his seat and

rose again, until I thought I should never finish dressing him.

Immediately after breakfast he ordered a person, whose name I shall not

give, to pay a visit to Madame Valevska, and inform her of his

subjugation and his wishes. She proudly refused propositions which were

perhaps too brusque, or which perhaps the coquetry natural to all women

led her to repulse; and though the hero pleased her, and the idea of a

lover resplendent with power and glory revolved doubtless over and over

in her brain, she had no idea of surrendering thus without a struggle.

The great personage returned in confusion, much astonished that he had

not succeeded in his mission; and the next day when the Emperor rose I

found him still preoccupied, and he did not utter a word, although he was

in the habit of talking to me at this time. He had written to Madame

Valevska several times, but she had not replied; and his vanity was much

piqued by such unaccustomed indifference. At last his affecting appeals

having touched Madame Valevska's heart, she consented to an interview

between ten and eleven o'clock that evening, which took place at the

appointed time. She returned a few days after at the same hour, and her

visits continued until the Emperor's departure.

Two months after the Emperor sent for her; and she joined him at his

headquarters in Finkenstein, where she remained from this time, leaving

at Warsaw her old husband, who, deeply wounded both in his honor and his

affections, wished never to see again the wife who had abandoned him.

Madame Valevska remained with the Emperor until his departure, and then

returned to her family, constantly evincing the most devoted and, at the

same time, disinterested affection. The Emperor seemed to appreciate

perfectly the charms of this angelic woman, whose gentle and self-

abnegating character made a profound impression on me. As they took

their meals together, and I served them alone, I was thus in a position

to enjoy their conversation, which was always amiable, gay, and animated

on the Emperor's part; tender, impassioned, and melancholy on that of

Madame Valevska. When his Majesty was absent, Madame Valevska passed all

her time, either in reading, or viewing through the lattice blinds of the

Emperor's rooms the parades and evolutions which took place in the court

of honor of the chateau, and which he often commanded in person. Such

was her life, like her disposition, ever calm and equable; and this

loveliness of character charmed the Emperor, and made him each day more

and more her slave.

After the battle of Wagram, in 1809, the Emperor took up his residence at

the palace of Schoenbrunn, and sent immediately for Madame Valevska, for

whom a charming house had been rented and furnished in one of the

faubourgs of Vienna, a short distance from Schoenbrunn. I went

mysteriously to bring her every evening in a close carriage, with a

single servant, without livery; she entered by a secret door, and was

introduced into the Emperor's apartments. The road, although very short,

was not without danger, especially in rainy weather, on account of ruts

and holes which were encountered at every step; and the Emperor said to

me almost every day, "Be very careful, Constant, it has rained to-day;

the road will be bad. Are you sure you have a good driver? Is the

carriage in good condition?" and other questions of the same kind, which

evidenced the deep and sincere affection he felt for Madame Valevska.

The Emperor was not wrong, besides, in urging me to be careful; for one

evening, when we had left Madame Valevska's residence a little later than

usual, the coachman upset us, and in trying to avoid a rut, drove the

carriage over the edge of the road. I was on the right of Madame

Valevska and the carriage fell on that side, in such a position that I

alone felt the shock of the fall, since Madame Valevska falling on me,

received no injury. I was glad to be the means of saving her, and when I

said this she expressed her gratitude with a grace peculiarly her own.

My injuries were slight; and I began to laugh the first, in which Madame

Valevska soon joined, and she related our accident to his Majesty

immediately on our arrival.

I could not undertake to describe all the care and attentions which the

Emperor lavished upon her. He had her brought to Paris, accompanied by

her brother, a very distinguished officer, and her maid, and gave the

grand marshal orders to purchase for her a pretty residence in the

Chaussee-d'Antin. Madame Valevska was very happy, and often said to me,

"All my thoughts, all my inspirations, come from him, and return to him;

he is all my happiness, my future, my life! "She never left her house

except to come to the private apartments at the Tuileries, and when this

happiness could not be granted, went neither to the theater, the

promenade, nor in society, but remained at home, seeing only very few

persons, and writing to the Emperor every day. At length she gave birth

to a son, [Count Walewski, born 1810; minister to England, 1852;

minister of foreign affairs, 1855-1860; died 1868.] who bore a striking

resemblance to the Emperor, to whom this event was a source of great joy;

and he hastened to her as soon as it was possible to escape from the

chateau, and taking the child in his arms, and caressing him, as he had

just caressed the mother, said to him, "I make you a count." Later we

shall see this son receiving at Fontainebleau a final proof of affection.

Madame Valevska reared her son at her residence, never leaving him, and

carried him often to the chateau, where I admitted them by the dark

staircase, and when either was sick the Emperor sent to them Monsieur

Corvisart. This skillful physician had on one occasion the happiness of

saving the life of the young count in a dangerous illness.

Madame Valevska had a gold ring made for the Emperor, around which she

twined her beautiful blonde hair, and on the inside of the ring were

engraved these words:

"When you cease to love me, do not forget that I love you."

The Emperor gave her no other name but Marie.

I have perhaps devoted too much space to this liaison of the Emperor: but

Madame Valevska was entirely different from the other women whose favor

his Majesty obtained; and she was worthy to be named the La Valliere of

the Emperor, who, however, did not show himself ungrateful towards her,

as did Louis XIV. towards the only woman by whom he was beloved. Those

who had, like myself, the happiness of knowing and seeing her intimately

must have preserved memories of her which will enable them to comprehend

why in my opinion there exists so great a distance between Madame

Valevska, the tender and modest woman, rearing in retirement the son she

bore to the Emperor, and the favorites of the conqueror of Austerlitz.

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