CHAPTER XXIV.

The marriage of the Emperor to Marie Louise was the first step in a new

career. He flattered himself that it would be as glorious as that he had

just brought to a close, but it was to be far otherwise. Before entering

on a recital of the events of the year 1810, I shall narrate some

recollections, jotted down at random, which, although I can assign them

no precise date, were, nevertheless, anterior to the period we have now

reached.

The Empress Josephine had long been jealous of the beautiful Madame

Gazani, one of her readers, and treated her coldly; and when she

complained to the Emperor, he spoke to Josephine on the subject, and

requested her to show more consideration for her reader, who deserved it

on account of her attachment to the person of the Empress, and added that

she was wrong in supposing that there was between Madame Gazani and

himself the least liaison. The Empress, without being convinced by this

last declaration of the Emperor, had nevertheless become much more

cordial to Madame Gazani, when one morning the Emperor, who apparently

was afraid the beautiful Genoese might obtain some ascendency over her,

suddenly entered the Empress's apartment, and said to her, "I do not wish

to see Madame Gazani here longer; she must return to Italy." This time

it was the good Josephine who defended her reader. There were already

rumors of a divorce; and the Empress remarked to his Majesty, "You know

well, my friend, that the best means of being rid of Madame Gazani's

presence is to allow her to remain with me. Let me keep her, then.

We can weep together; she and I understand each other well."

From this time the Empress was a firm friend of Madame Gazani, who

accompanied her to Malmaison and Navarre. What increased the kind

feelings of the Empress for this lady was that she thought her distressed

by the Emperor's inconstancy. For my part, I have always believed that

Madame Gazani's attachment to the Emperor was sincere, and her pride must

have suffered when she was dismissed; but she had no difficulty in

consoling herself in the midst of the homage and adoration which

naturally surrounded such a pretty woman.

The name of the Empress Josephine recalls two anecdotes which the Emperor

himself related to me. The outrageous extravagance in the Empress's

household was a continual vexation to him, and he had dismissed several

furnishers of whose disposition to abuse Josephine's ready credulity he

had ample proof.

One morning he entered the Empress's apartments unannounced, and found

there assembled several ladies holding a secret toilet council, and a

celebrated milliner making an official report as to all the handsomest

and most elegant novelties. She was one of the very persons whom the

Emperor had expressly forbidden to enter the palace; and he did not

anticipate finding her there. Yet he made no outburst; and Josephine,

who knew him better than any one else, was the only one who understood

the irony of his look as he retired, saying, "Continue ladies; I am sorry

to have disturbed you." The milliner, much astonished that she was not

put rudely out of the door, hastened to retire; but when she reached the

last step of the stairs leading to the apartments of her Majesty the

Empress, she encountered an agent of the police, who requested her as

politely as possible to enter a cab which awaited her in the Court of the

Carrousel. In vain she protested that she much preferred walking; the

agent, who had received precise instructions, seized her arm in such a

manner as to prevent all reply, and she was obliged to obey, and to take

in this unpleasant company the road to Bicetre.

Some one related to the Emperor that this arrest had caused much talk in

Paris, and that he was loudly accused of wishing to restore the Bastile;

that many persons had visited the prisoner, and expressed their sympathy,

and there was a procession of carriages constantly before the prison.

His Majesty took no notice of this, and was much amused by the interest

excited in this seller of topknots, as he called her. "I will," said his

Majesty on this subject, "let the gossips talk, who think it a point of

honor to ruin themselves for gewgaws; but I want this old Jewess to learn

that I put her inside because she had forgotten that I told her to stay

outside."

Another celebrated milliner also excited the surprise and anger of his

Majesty one day by observations which no one in France except this man

would have had the audacity to make. The Emperor, who was accustomed, as

I have said, to examine at the end of every month the accounts of his

household, thought the bill of the milliner in question exorbitant, and

ordered me to summon him. I sent for him; and he came in less than ten

minutes, and was introduced into his Majesty's apartment while he was at

his toilet. "Monsieur," said the Emperor, his eyes fixed on the account,

"your prices are ridiculous, more ridiculous, if possible, than the

silly, foolish people who think they need your goods. Reduce this to a

reasonable amount or I will do it myself." The merchant, who held in his

hand the duplicate of his bill, began to explain article by article the

price of his goods, and concluded the somewhat long narration with a mild

surprise that the sum total was no more. The Emperor, whom I was

dressing during all this harangue, could hardly restrain his impatience;

and I had already foreseen that this singular scene would end

unpleasantly, when the milliner filled up the measure of his assurance by

taking the unparalleled liberty of remarking to his Majesty that the sum

allowed for her Majesty's toilet was insufficient, and that there were

simple citizens' wives who spent more than that. I must confess that at

this last impertinence I trembled for the shoulders of this imprudent

person, and watched the Emperor's movements anxiously. Nevertheless, to

my great astonishment, he contented himself with crumpling in his hand

the bill of the audacious milliner, and, his arms folded on his breast,

made two steps towards him, pronouncing this word only, "Really!" with

such an accent and such a look that the merchant rushed to the door, and

took to his heels without waiting for a settlement.

The Emperor did not like me to leave the chateau, as he wished always to

have me within call, even when my duties were over and he did not need

me; and I think it was with this idea of detaining me that his Majesty

several times gave me copying to do. Sometimes, also, the Emperor wished

notes to be taken while he was in bed or in his bath, and said to me,

"Constant, take a pen and write;" but I always refused, and went to

summon M. de Meneval. I have already stated that the misfortunes of the

Revolution had caused my education to be more imperfect than it should

have been; but even had it been as good as it is defective, I much doubt

whether I would ever have been able to write from the Emperor's

dictation. It was no easy thing to fill this office, and required that

one should be well accustomed to it; for he spoke quickly, all in one

breath, made no pause, and was impatient when obliged to repeat.

In order to have me always at hand, the Emperor gave me permission to

hunt in the Park of Saint-Cloud, and was kind enough to remark that since

I was very fond of hunting, in granting me this privilege he was very

glad to have combined my pleasure with his need of me. I was the only

person to whom permission was given to hunt in the park. At the same

time the Emperor made me a present of a handsome double-barreled gun

which had been presented to him at Liege, and which I have still in my

possession. His Majesty himself did not like double-barreled guns, and

used in preference the simple, small guns which had belonged to Louis

XVI., and on which this monarch, who was an excellent gunsmith, had

worked, it is said, with his own hands.

The sight of these guns often led the Emperor to speak of Louis XVI.,

which he never did except in terms of respect and pity. "That

unfortunate prince," said the Emperor, "was good, wise, and learned. At

another period he would have been an excellent king, but he was worth

nothing in a time of revolution. He was lacking in resolution and

firmness, and could resist neither the foolishness nor the insolence of

the Jacobins. The courtiers delivered him up to the Jacobins, and they

led him to the scaffold. In his place I would have mounted my horse,

and, with a few concessions on one side, and a few cracks of my whip on

the other, I would have reduced things to order."

When the diplomatic corps came to pay their respects to the Emperor at

Saint-Cloud (the same custom was in use at the Tuileries), tea, coffee,

chocolate, or whatever these gentlemen requested, was served in the

saloon of the ambassadors. M. Colin, steward controller, was present at

this collation, which was served by the domestics of the service.

There was at Saint-Cloud an apartment which the Emperor fancied very

much; it opened on a beautiful avenue of chestnut-trees in the private

park, where he could walk at any hour without being seen. This apartment

was surrounded with full-length portraits of all the princesses of the

Imperial family, and was called the family salon. Their Highnesses were

represented standing, surrounded by their children; the Queen of

Westphalia only was seated. She had, as I have said, a very fine bust,

but the rest of her figure was ungraceful. Her Majesty the Queen of

Naples was represented with her four children; Queen Hortense with only

one, the oldest of her living sons; the Queen of Spain with her two

daughters; Princess Eliza with hers, dressed like a boy; the Vice-Queen

alone, having no child at the time this portrait was made; Princess

Pauline was also alone.

The theater and hunting were my chief amusements at Saint-Cloud. During

my stay at this chateau I received a visit from a distant cousin whom I

had not seen for many years. All that he had heard of the luxury which

surrounded the Emperor, and the magnificence of the court, had vividly

excited his curiosity, which I took pleasure in gratifying; and he was

struck with wonder, at every step. One evening when there was a play at

the chateau, I took him into my box, which was near the pit; and the view

which the hall offered when filled so delighted my cousin, that I was

obliged to name each personage in order to satisfy his insatiable

curiosity, which took them all in succession, one by one. It was a short

time before the marriage of the Emperor to the Archduchess of Austria,

and the court was more brilliant than ever. I showed my cousin in

succession their Majesties, the King and Queen of Westphalia, the King

and Queen of Naples, the Queen of Holland, King of Bavaria, their

Highnesses the Grand Duchess of Tuscany, Prince and Princess Borghese,

the Princess of Baden, the Grand Duke of Wurzburg, etc., besides the

numerous dignitaries, princes, marshals, ambassadors, etc., by whom the

hall was filled. My cousin was in ecstasy, and thought himself at least

a foot taller from being in the midst of this gilded multitude, and

consequently paid no attention to the play, being much more interested in

the interior of the hall; and when we left the theater could not tell me

what piece had been played. His enthusiasm, however, did not carry him

so far as to make him forget the incredible tales that had been related

to him about the pickpockets of the capital, and the recommendations

which had been made to him on this subject. In the promenades at the

theater, in every assemblage whatever, my cousin watched with anxious

solicitude over his purse, watch, and handkerchief; and this habitual

prudence did not abandon him even at the court theater, for just as we

were leaving our box, to mingle with the brilliant crowd which came out

of the pit and descended from the boxes, he said to me with the utmost

coolness, covering with his hand his chain and the seals of his watch,

"After all, it is well to take precautions; one does not know every one

here."

At the time of his marriage the Emperor was more than ever overwhelmed

with petitions, and granted, as I shall relate farther on, a large number

of pardons and petitions.

All petitions sent to the Emperor were handed by him to the aide-de-camp

on duty, who carried them to his Majesty's cabinet, and received orders

to make a report on them the next day; and not even as many as ten times

did I find any petitions in his Majesty's pockets, though I always

examined them carefully, and even these rare instances were owing to the

fact that the Emperor had no aide-de-camp near him when they were

presented. It is then untrue, as has been so often said and written,

that the Emperor placed in a private pocket, which was called the good

pocket, the petitions he wished to grant, without even examining them.

All petitions which deserved it received an answer, and I remember that I

personally presented a large number to his Majesty; he did not put these

in his pocket, and in almost every instance I had the happiness of seeing

them granted. I must, however, make an exception of some which I

presented for the Cerf-Berr brothers, who claimed payment for supplies

furnished the armies of the republic; for to them the Emperor was always

inexorable. I was told that this was because Messieurs Cerf-Berr had

refused General Bonaparte a certain sum which he needed during the

campaign of Italy.

These gentlemen interested me deeply in their cause; and I several times

presented their petition to his Majesty, and in spite of the care I took

to place it in his Majesty's hands only when be was in good humor,

I received no reply. I nevertheless continued to present the petition,

though I perceived that when the Emperor caught a glimpse of it he always

became angry; and at length one morning, just as his toilet was

completed, I handed him as usual his gloves, handkerchief, and snuff-box,

and attached to it again this unfortunate paper. His Majesty passed on

into his cabinet, and I remained in the room attending to my duties, and

while busied with these saw the Emperor re-enter, a paper in his hand.

He said to me, "Come, Constant, read this; you will see that you are

mistaken, and the government owes nothing to the Cerf-Berr brothers; so

say nothing more to me about it; they are regular Arabs." I threw my

eyes on the paper, and read a few words obediently; and though I

understood almost nothing of it, from that moment I was certain that the

claim of these gentlemen would never be paid. I was grieved at this, and

knowing their disappointment, made them an offer of services which they

refused. The Cerf-Berr brothers, notwithstanding my want of success,

were convinced of the zeal I had manifested in their service, and thanked

me warmly. Each time I addressed a petition to the Emperor, I saw M. de

Meneval, whom I begged to take charge of it. He was very obliging, and

had the kindness to inform me whether my demands could hope for success;

and he told me that as for the Cerf-Berr brothers, he did not think the

Emperor would ever compensate them.

In fact, this family, at one time wealthy, but who had lost an immense

patrimony in advances made to the Directory, never received any

liquidation of these claims, which were confided to a man of great

honesty, but too much disposed to justify the name given him.

Madame Theodore Cerf-Berr on my invitation had presented herself several

times with her children at Rambouillet and Saint-Cloud, to beseech the

Emperor to do her justice. This respectable mother of a family whom

nothing could dismay, again presented herself with the eldest of her

daughters at Compiegne. She awaited the Emperor in the forest, and

throwing herself in the midst of the horses, succeeded in handing him her

petition; but this time what was the result? Madame and Mademoiselle

Cerf-Berr had hardly re-entered the hotel where they were staying, when

an officer of the secret police came and requested them to accompany him.

He made them enter a mean cart filled with straw, and conducted them

under the escort of two gens d'armes to the prefecture of police at

Paris, where they were forced to sign a contract never to present

themselves again before the Emperor, and on this condition were restored

to liberty.

About this time an occasion arose in which I was more successful.

General Lemarrois, one of the oldest of his Majesty's aides-de-camp, a

soldier of well-known courage, who won all hearts by his excellent

qualities, was for some time out of favor with the Emperor, and several

times endeavored to obtain an audience with him; but whether it was that

the request was not made known to his Majesty, or he did not wish to

reply, M. Lemarrois received no answer. In order to settle the matter he

conceived the idea of addressing himself to me, entreating me to present

his petition at an opportune moment. I did this, and had the happiness

to succeed; and in consequence M. Lemarrois obtained an audience with

such gratifying results that a short time after he obtained the

governorship of Magdeburg.

The Emperor was absent-minded, and often forgot where he had put the

petitions which were handed to him, and thus they were sometimes left in

his coats, and when I found them there I carried them to his Majesty's

cabinet and handed them to M. de Meneval or M. Fain; and often, too,

the, papers for which he was hunting were found in the apartments of the

Empress. Sometimes the Emperor gave me papers to put away, and those I

placed in a box of which I alone had the key. One day there was a great

commotion in the private apartments over a paper which could not be

found. These were the circumstances:

Near the Emperor's cabinet was a small room in which the secretaries

stayed, furnished with a desk, on which notes or petitions were--often

placed. This room was usually occupied by the cabinet usher, and the

Emperor was accustomed to enter it if he wished to hold a private

conversation without being overheard by the secretaries. When the

Emperor entered this room the usher withdrew and remained outside the

door; he was responsible for everything in this room, which was never

opened except by express orders from his Majesty.

Marshal Bessieres had several days before presented to the Emperor a

request for promotion from a colonel of the army which he had warmly

supported. One morning the marshal entered the little room of which I

have just spoken, and finding his petition already signed lying on the

desk, he carried it off, without being noticed by my wife's uncle who was

on duty. A few hours after, the Emperor wished to examine this petition

again, and was very sure he had left it in this small room; but it was

not there, and it was thought that the usher must have allowed some one

to enter without his Majesty's orders. Search was made everywhere in

this room and in the Emperor's cabinet, and even in the apartments of the

Empress, and at last it was necessary to announce to his Majesty that the

search had been in vain; whereupon the Emperor gave way to one of those

bursts of anger which were so terrible though fortunately so rare, which

terrified the whole chateau, and the poor usher received orders never to

appear in his sight again. At last Marshal Bessieres, having been told

of this terrible commotion, came to accuse himself. The Emperor was

appeased, the usher restored to favor, and everything forgotten; though

each one was more careful than ever that nothing should be disturbed, and

that the Emperor should find at his finger's end whatever papers he

needed.

The Emperor would not allow any one to be introduced without his

permission, either into the Empress's apartments or his own; and this was

the one fault for which the people of the household could not expect

pardon. Once, I do not exactly remember when, the wife of one of the

Swiss Guard allowed one of her lovers to enter the apartments of the

Empress; and this unfortunate woman, without the knowledge of her

imprudent mistress, took in soft wax an impression of the key of the

jewel-box which I have already mentioned as having belonged to Queen

Marie Antoinette, and, by means of a false key made from this impression,

succeeded in stealing several articles of jewelry. The police soon

discovered the author of the robbery who was punished as he deserved,

though another person was also punished who did not deserve it, for the

poor husband lost his place.

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