mmmmm m\^^^- ^r:'^M. .^r\/yr ' ," '^/ ^^'aV i^^^A^.^. rffl '^^■^:'*^^^fr ''AUUWA;/i/AA)9idA'«/. AN AIDE-DE-CAMP OF NAPOLEON c Napoleon 1 From 1800 to 1812 An Aide-de-Camp OF Napoleon MEMOIRS OF GENERAL COUNT DE SEGUR OF THE FRENCH ACADEMY New Euijion Pubushed by authority of his grandson COUNT LOUIS DE SEGUR translated BV H. A. PATCHETT-MARTIN LONDON HUTCHINSON & CO. 34 PATERNOSTER ROW 1895 PRINTEfl AT NIMEGUEN (hOLLANIi) BY H. C. A. TIIIEME OF NIMEGUEN (nOLI.ANo) AND TALnOT HOUSE, ARUNDEL STREET, LONDON. W.C. >^- TABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER PAGE editor's preface I INTRODUCTION HE I. MY VOCATION I II. MY DlfcBUTS 9 III. MY FIRST ARMS 1 3 IV. HOHENLINDEN 2 2 V. THE CAMPAIGN OF THE ORISONS 31 VI. I RALLY TO THE REVOLUTION 4 1 VII. I ACCOMPANY MACDONALD ON HIS EMBASSY TO DENMARK. 49 VIII. I AM CHARGED WITH A MISSION TO THE KING OF SPAIN. 6 1 IX. I AM NOMINATED TO THE STAFF OF THE FIRST CONSUL. 77 X. THE EXECUTION OF THE DUC D'ENGHIEN 88 XI. THE CAMP AT BOULOGNE 1 29 XII. THE CONSECRATION 1 36 XIII. PREPARATIONS AGAINST ENGLAND 1 43 XIV. THE PLAN OF THE CAMPAIGN OF AUSTERLITZ 151 XV. THE GRAND ARMY ENTERS GERMANY 157 XVI. ULM 166 XVII. VIF.NNA 208 \ Vrn TABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER PACK XVIII. AUSTERLITZ 229 XIX. THE SIEGE OF G.\ETA 265 XX. JENA 273 XXI. BERLIN 298 XXII. I AM TAKEN PRISONER 315 XXin. IN CAPTIVITY . 333 XXIV. MY RETURN 362 XXV. IN SPAIN 368 XXVI. SOMMO-SIERRA : I AM WOLNDED 38/ XXVn. I PRESENT THE STANDARDS TO THE LEGISLATIVE ASSEMBLY. 4O5 XXVin. INTRIGUES AT PARIS : FOUCHE AND BERNADOTTE . . . 4O9 XXIX. NAPOLEON AT M. DE CHaTEAXIBRIAND'S RECEPTION INTO THE ACADEMY ; 425 '^ EDITOR'S PREFACE. COUNT PHILIPPE DE SEGUR, general of division, Peer of France, Academician, was born in 1780 and died in 1873. He lived for the greater part of a centur\-, and cut a brilliant figure in war, politics and letters. A private in 1 800, he became a general in Febru- ar}% 181 2, and fought continuously up to the end of the Imperial era. He ser\'ed through all the wars of the Empire on the staff of Napoleon or at the head of picked troops. With an equal passion for literars' and for mili- tar}' glor}', he occupied his leisure after the peace in writing numerous works, and published in 1824 his famous narrative of the Campaign in Russia, which was talked of all over Europe. His most important work entitled History, Memoirs and Miscellanea, in eight volumes, appeared in 1873 after his death. It comprises the entire history of Napoleon, and the author's personal reminis- cences. As the title indicates, the book is in two parts: on the one hand we have the principal II editor's preface. events of that incomparable epoch related and appreciated from the high standpoint of an eloquent and conscientious writer ; on the other, the personal memoirs of the General, the account of all he had done and experienced. It is this intensely attractive and dramatic per- sonal record which we publish for the first time in a separate form under the title of Memoirs of a?i Aide-de- Camp of Napoleon I. The author first devotes several pages to his father, Count de Segur, a celebrated ambassador of the great Catherine, who concluded the first treaty between France and Russia, was one of the French combatants in the War of Independence of the United States, a Councillor of State, and Grand Master of the Ceremonies of Napoleon the First, Academician, and lastly a Peer of France. His name will often crop up in the Memoirs ot his son. In this introduction the reader will also find narrated several events of the life of the great grandfather of General Philippe de Segur, Marshal de Segur, the hero of Laufeld and of Closter- camp, War Minister of Louis XVI. during the American war, who received numberless wounds in the most famous battles of the eighteenth century. The writer also recounts the first years of his impoverished and proscribed childhood, in the midst of the whirlwind of the Revolution. INTRODUCTION. I BEGIN the recollections ot my life by speaking of my father. Together with a cultivated, lively, copious, acute, and profound intellect, he possessed an unfailing benevolence, a candid honesty, and the gentle gmeiy of a happy nature and a pure and satisfied conscience. But whatever might have been his perspicacit}% it was impossible for so loyal, so gentle, and so loving a being, preci- pitated, as it were, from another world, from the court of the great Catherine, where he had been Ambassador, into the midst of our Revolution, to understand its passions until after he had himself suffered from them. The Queen had made him the confidant of her wishes, he believed in them, he had been deeply moved by her sorrow: she had persuaded him that she was open to reason- able concessions. In the first instance, he endeavoured to make use of his ties of friendship and relationship with the heads of the various innovating parties to IV INTRODUCTION. draw them towards this princess. But it was an impossible attempt. In their rivalry for popular favour not one of these chiefs, carried along or outstripped by those around them, could answer from one day to another for his own promises or his intentions of the day before. It would have meant isolation and deposition from all that constituted power, entailing on the one hand the animadversions of one's own party, while, on the other, there would be no chance of regaining the favour of a Court and an aristocracy implacable in their indignant pride and wounded interests. The Queen herself, surrounded by distrust and conflicting passions, was no longer mistress of her own decisions. So that from the very outset, although my father had only undertaken these conciliatory steps towards the liberal chiefs at the desire of this princess, he became the object of her mistrust. It was at the same time a sorrowful surprise to him to find himself suddenly exposed to the malignant rebuffs of those amongst his former friends who, hankering after everything and anxious to grasp back all, appeared to the Queen her most trusty and faithful partisans. It nevertheless happened several times that, in the midst of this whirlwind of antagonistic passions, my father's reputation for ability, moderation, and loyalty, dawned on these unfortunate princes as a INTRODUCTION. V means of salvation. On three special occasions amongst others, in their ever-increasing distress did they avail themselves of it; first, when they chose him for their ambassador to Rome, secondly, by offering him the Foreign Office Ministry which he was unable to accept, and lastly by appointing him their Minister Plenipotentiary at Berlin. My father did not even start for Rome; the Pope refused to receive him; all union on this side had become an impossibility. As for his mission to Berlin, I had it from himself that he would receive no instructions save from the King and Queen exclusively. Unfortunately this precau- tion w^as useless. These instructions were entirely of a pacific nature, but whether through dissimula- tion on the part of our. princes towards their Plenipotentiary, or that after his departure they had been drawn into another line of policy, the fact was that his devotion was turned against himself and he was sacrificed to it. After having worn himself out in vain efforts, perceiving that he had been tricked and calumniated by those whom he was endeavouring to help, or rather by their blind advisers, he was forced to renounce the attempt to avert the peril which he fores^lw would soon overtake them. The catastrophe of August loth and the Septem- ber massacres were then imminent. VI INTRODUCTION. At the time when this disastrous epoch had actually arrived, disheartened and discouraged by the mistrust of the very Government which he had vainly endeavoured to succour, he had for two months past withdrawn himself seven leagues from Paris, and was at Fresnes, in the home ot his brother-in-law, M. d'Aguesseau, where the news of the demagogical profanations of June 20 and the cruelties of August 10 reached him, not as a surprise but as an aggravation ot his sorrow for the misfortunes of the vanquished, and his horror at the revolutionary excesses. Soon the atrocities of September 2 and 3 invaded even the retreat where his energies were solely directed towards the preservation of his wife and his three children from this irruption of barbarians. A band of these demagogues were in pursuit of a well- to-do farmer of the neighbourhood, suspected ot royalism, and denounced as a monopolist because he was wealthy; these miscreants had caught him, and without any kind of trial, were proceeding to make an end of him when my father came to the rescue, haranguing them with such success that in a sudden transformation, these wretches passed from a murderous frenzy into a no less exaggerated transport of humane enthusiasm. In this fresh outbreak they made the unhappy farmer, still pale, and trembling in ever}^ limb, drink and INTRODUCTION. VII dance with them around the tree of liberty from whose branches they would pitilessly have strung him up only a moment before. On his return to Paris during- the sinister winter of 1792 to 1793, he found installed that Reign of Terror, which stained and dishonoured France, and disgusted her for so long with liberty. It was a style of government for which our new historians who happen to be admirers of Danton, should give him the entire credit, as we shall see. In fact that political invention which he so audaciously boasted of dates specially from his Ministr}^ of Justice and the massacres which he avowedly organized : here is a proof. A few weeks after this massacre of priests, women, and inoffensive old men and prisoners, my father happened to meet him. Danton accosted him and entered into conversation, and my father challenged him concerning the horrible events of these two days, saying that he failed to see their motive or their aim, and that he could not understand how he, a Minister of Jusdce, could neither have foreseen, nor at any rate have checked them. They were at the time walking side by side : Danton stopped short, looked my father straight in the face, and with his too well-known cynicism, replied: "Sir, }ou forget to whom you are speak- Vlir INl'RODUCTION. ing; you forget that we are the riffraff, that we have issued from the gutter; that with your opinions we should soon fall back into it, and that we can only govern by the law of fear." It may well be believed that after such a declara- tion, conversation was cut short and that my father hastened to leave a monster who was capable of boasting of a system of the most odious crimes which have ever sullied the pages of history. A few days later my father was arrested on two occasions. The first time he was torn from the hands of these terrorists by the agency ot one of those tender friendships which he so deservedly inspired ; on the second it was his own courage alone that saved him. Brought before the revolutionary committee of the section for having refused to mount guard at the doors of the Temple where the King was a prisoner, he nobly decided on explaining his invincible repugnance in the plainest language to this assembly of igno- rant and infuriated men: "Was it for him, a former minister of this prince who had often showered benefits upon him, to join the ranks ot his gaolers, and even possibly find himself some day in the position of being forced to arrest with his own hand the unfortunate monarch whose confidence he had once possessed? Were there INTRODUCTION. IX not a thousand other posts in which he could be useful to public order without exciting the deserved mistrust of his fellow-citizens? In any- other position he would be able to fulfil his duty without doing violence to sentiments which the consciences of those around him would enable them to realize, and which in his place they would have felt themselves ! " Fortunately the courageous frankness of this declaration awoke an echo in all hearts. There was a general acclamation; the spy who had denounced him, perturbed and taken aback, was ignominiously expelled, and my father was brought home in triumph. ; The Girondins, however, already so far removed from their starting point, and guilty withal, were ignorant that in a spirit of faction, and through fear, they were on the eve of being drawn into the commission of the most cowardly and heinous of all crimes. It was the beginning of January, 1793, and my father, in the attempt to save the unfortunate Louis XVI., was taking steps which he had no reason for supposing would be fruitless. Indeed, on the very eve of the fatal judgment, he received most reassuring promises from one of the most eloquent of the judges. Vergniaud especially went B X INTRODUCTION. SO far as to indulge in certain unbosomings of conscience. " What ! he, vote for the death of Louis XVI . ! It was an insult," he exclaimed, " to dare to suppose him capable of such an unworthy action ! " He descanted on its awful iniquity, he pointed out its uselessness, its danger even, and there is no doubt that for the time being this Girondin believed himself incapable of it. But only a few hours after his disavowal, he found himself under the necessity of committing this odious crime, owing to fatal engagements with his party and the terrible impulsion of a revolutionary tribunal. This wretch, after having voted for the death sentence, even voted against any reprieve. It was impossible for my father to think of returning to Fresnes whither his brother-in-law, M. d'Aguesseau, had retired. This family gather- ing on a large estate would have excited the ferocious cupidity of these who levied blackmail in places of public resort. Prudence counselled dispersion. He therefore bought near Sceaux and in the village of Chatenay, at three leagues distance from Paris, a little property which became our family retreat. It was there that he gave shelter to my grandfather. Marshal S6gur, who had been denounced and proscribed on account of his record of glorious deeds of arms, and of a INTRODUCTION. XI seven years' wise, economical, and beneficent admi- nistration at the War Office. Very soon the commissaries of the Committee of Public Safety appeared to drag him from our arms. But their brutality faltered at the spectacle of this old warrior covered with wounds! One of them, however, attempted to lay a hand on him; but the astonishment of the illustrious veteran, and his resolute, cold, and imposing glance arrested the ruffian who drew back and maintained a respectful demeanour during the remainder of his unworthy mission.* He refused, however, to accept my father's self-sacrifice, who offered himself per- sistently either to take my grandfather's place in prison, or to share his captivity. It lasted six months: he had been incarcerated * Eighty years later, in 1871, General Philippe de Segur, his grandson, went through the hardships of the siege of Paris and the Commune. Does not the following scene recall to us the moving episode of Chatenay. " One day, some delegates of the Commune attired in military uni-- form made a perquisition in the general's residence. He presen'ed such a noble demeanour that it inspired them with respect. After a few words, the confused and wavering delegates renounced the search. One of them, however, as he was leaving, suddenly changed his tone and asked the general to give them some money. Upon which the general also altered his tone and demeanour. " Leave this place," he said, "you dishonour the uniform you are wearing." He no longer spoke as a resigned victim who braves and intimidates his executioners, he spoke like a general to his soldiers. — The miserable creatures went off with bowed heads. They had recognised the voice of the master, some touch of indignant honour had thiillcd within them." (Saint-Ren K Taili.andier.) XII INTRODUCTION. in La Force and placed in a dungeon where his only bed was a mattress on the ground laid on some stinking straw. The unalterable calm and constant serenity of his mind preserved his health in this cold and wretched prison where he was respected and even tended by his fellow captives, workmen of the lowest class of the people, for there was no distinction of persons among these victims. Fortunately the impudence of the Ter- rorists stopped short at actually leading to the scaffold an old impoverished man who had been maimed in his country's service and on whose possessions there was nothing to confiscate. Not- withstanding which, the impatience of one of these scoundrels, whose cruelty dishonoured his great ability, had already fixed the date of execution when the revolution of the gth Thermidor settled that of the wretch himself As for us, who had remained at Chatenay in a state of consternation, we received the dailv list ot the atrocities of the members of the Convention with the names of their victims. Each day brought us news of the agony ot the sweetest, the most beautiful and inoffensive of women, even of children and venerable old men: suffice it to name the Vintimilles, the Malesherbes and that Duchess of Ayen, my mother's sister, herself a mother to the poor, whose death warrant was INTRODUCTION. XIII clamoured for and obtained by Fouquier-Tinville ! There were our relatives, our connections and a thousand others, for there were whole sections of suspected persons. We were in constant affright. One night at the bottom of our garden we heard the drums beat to arms in the village. The instinct of danger caused us to rush back to the house, and we were not mistaken, consternation was depicted on every countenance. Two commissaries of the Committee of Public Safet}^ had just arrived in the commune. They lost no time in seeking my father. One was a little fair, insipid weakling; the other a great, tall, swarthy scoundrel in car- magnole garb, with the red cap on, a long sword trailing at his side and a pair of pistols in his belt. His mean countenance bore the imprint of coarse and violent passions. He began by bru- tally telling my father that " he had come to arrest him and fling him into one of the Paris prisons where he would not remain long enough to rot ! " He added that the first thing to be done was the examination of all papers, a task which he left to his colleague, as this worthy commissary of the existing government was not able to read. Luckily it was already late, our grand com- missary was hungr}', above all thirsty, and was XIV INTRODUCTION. not such a bad fellow in his cups. So that while his colleague was hunting through the drawers of every cabinet in the house, we were plying our mns-culotte with drink, and as he appeared to be yielding to our instances, we at last suc- ceeded in mollifying him by representing the despair of our poor mother, and persuading him that an indisposition from which our father was suffering was so serious an illness as to render his removal to Paris an impossibility. This man, who was better than he appeared to be, or than his employers really were, feigned to believe us, and even ventured on leaving my father amongst us, under arrest, with two peasants to mount guard over him and answer for his person. This kindly impulse saved us ; our commissary justified his action in Paris, and my father passed out of notice with no further ill-effects during the continuance of the Reign of Terror than the ever- increasing alarm which the daily reports caused us. Later on, when matters returned more or less to their normal condition, our protector, the mns- cu/otfe, became our protege! But neither money nor work sufficed for him ; he stuck to nothing. It became an impossibility to follow him through the various vicissitudes of his fortunes, which were worthy to be chronicled like Vidocq's Memoirs. I believe, however, that they ended on a house-top INTRODUCTION. XV where he was wounded while trying to escape from a constable whose bullet did him a cruel though necessary service. The first Terror was followed by a second, on 1 8th Fructidor, It was then that Napoleon appeared on the scene. As soon as my father discerned this bouijh of laurel in the midst of the shameful and terrible shipwreck, he seized it and clung to it, and by using every effort, first as a man of letters, then as a legislator, finally as a Councillor of State, succeeded in attaching the whole of France to it. It was he who broke through the silence imposed on the Legislative Body by pro- posing a ten years' Consulate. His work in the home section of the most learned, the most illus- trious of State Councils, past or present, and probably future, was immense! In this department he co-operated with the whole force of his mind and his experience toward the formation of our Codes. From that time, proscription being a thing ot the past, his merits raised him ever^^where to the highest positions. We witnessed him in succession a member of the French Academy in the Republic of Letters ; Grand Cross of the Legion of Honour ; Grand Officer of the Crown at Court, and finally Senator in the first of our political bodies. XVI INTRODUCTION. After the fatal day ot Waterloo, and his devoted offer to accompany Napoleon into exile, being forced to fall back on his writings as a means of livelihood, our youth owed to this last vicis- situde the best Ancient History that the Universit}^ of France had ever put into their hands, the history of France up to the reign of Charles VIII. ; three library volumes worthy of a place beside the moral works of Plutarch, and his Memoirs, which in spite of their success and our earnest wishes, his great age, his sufferings, and above all his reverence for the sad fate of Louis XVI. and Marie Antoinette did not admit of his completing. In the midst of these labours his excellent reputation was the cause of his recall to the Chamber of Peers where all parties welcomed him, and where he endeavoured to render feasible that form of government which Tacitus had indicated and believed possible. In July, 1830, his dying glance witnessed for the third time the fall from the throne of the elder branch of Kings of our third race. General La Fayette, his nephew, being near to him on his deathbed received his last prophetic words which I also heard, and which events have only too well justified ; but the first misguided raptures of this popular Revolution were still at their height when my father expired. Now for my turn ! INTRODUCTION. XVII II. I had been brought up at home till 1790; then in England up to the beginning of 1792; on return whence, as I have already related, we had to seek an asylum at Fresnes, where the echoes of the saturnalias of June 20th, the excesses of August loth, and the massacres of September, had invaded our solitude. We have seen that with the rise of the revo- lutionary whirlwind, my father, being forced to consider our personal safety, had taken refuge at Chatenay, near Sceaux, three leagues from Paris, with my grandfather, my mother, and three children, of whom I was the }^oungest. Voltaire, it was said, had been brought up there; I remem- ber that the Abbe Raynal used to come there to see my father. The theories of this historian had just been put into action, to his apparent disgust. I have heard him reizret the exatjo-erations of his philosophic writings; reproaching himself for having fed the flames of this horrible bonfire by placing torches instead of lanterns in brutal hands which only made use of them to consume and destroy everything! This elo(|uent octogenarian voice pleased my childish ears; I was then unaware that three years previously the same voice had XVIII INTRODUCTION. acclaimed and encouraged the young artillery officer who was destined to become our Emperor; but who could have predicted that I myself, twenty years later, after having devoted fourteen of the best years of my life to the service of this great man, should perhaps leave on record to posterity some of the features of his history. I was twelve years old ; the Reign of Terror was beginning; we were poor and proscribed; everyone had abandoned us, including masters and tutors, and my father remained our sole teacher: It was too much for me; there was too great a dispro- portion between the pupil and the master. At this early age which is that of new sensations, and in the midst of tragic scenes surrounding my weak and sickly existence, my heart alone had singularly and precociously developed itself at the expense above all of my mind, which had remained in its first infancy. The emotions which are often secretive at this age were with me acute, profound and tenacious; but my intellect distinguished or understood little, and worked mechanically. I neither grew in body nor in mind. So that instead of being a source of consolation, I only added to the troubles of my family up to the age of seventeen. At this epoch, which was that of the Director- ate, some remains of the brilliant world of the 1 8th century had survived. Many men of talent. INTRODUCTION. XIX of letters, and of pleasure, had devoted themselves to these relics of the most charming society of modern times. Saved from the shipwreck, they tried to console each other by bringing into this new world, in the midst of the still sanguinary ruins of the old one, the manners of other days, the love of pleasure adorned by a gallant or romantic sentimentality, that of a light and graceful literature, above all of a mordant and mocking conversation, that puerile weapon of ridicule, the only one that remained to serve our hate against the revolu- tionary giant. With it we made a mad onslaught against the axe hanging over our heads and still dripping with our blood, against the scandalous good fortune of boorish parvenus, even against the glory of its armies, then victorious over the whole of Europe! In this societ)', my uncle, the Viscount de Segur, was one of the men most noted by the light graces of his mind. It was he who had initiated me into it. My father was of it, but only by one side of his nature — that of a man of the world and a man of letters ; the other side, that of a statesman, a publicist and historian, bound him to political society. Both of them lived by their pen. As for me, suddenly transplanted into the seduc- tions of the amiable and joyous world in which my uncle reigned, I was dazzled by it, I was seized with the ambition of sustaining the reputa- XX INTRODUCTION. tion of wit, of courage, and of gallantry of my family. This ambition took possession of all my adolescent faculties : I could see nothing beyond. So that, when at the age of seventeen I was quoted on account of some songs, a duel, and other society successes, I fancied myself to be a complete man of the world, having done all that could be expected of my age and my capacity. My education had not been subjected to any method. Accustomed never to begin anything at the beginning, in the same way that I wanted to write books before I had read enough of them, and to be a philosopher before having left the sixth class, I formed my own political opinions on hearsay ; I followed the lead of example and sentiment. I shared the hatred by which I was surrounded for a revolution which had ruined and desolated us, and which would even still proscribe us ! There was nothing in this but what was natural, all the more so that it was not the more thoughtful opinion of my father, and that there is often a spirit of contradiction between the pupil and the master. From that time, without examination and confusing all in my indiscriminating aversion, I refused to accept anything from the pres- ent time, I clung blindly to the past, childishly dis- playing in the streets the black collar of the Vendeans, and calling the hero of Italy Monsieur Bonaparte. INTRODUCTION. XXI However, considering all things, good and bad, I was better than the vain and sterile reputation which was the object of my ambition. It was a favourable symptom of my youth that I sought and liked the conversation of serious men older than myself, attaching much value to their esteem. As to women, I addressed myself to those whose qualities of heart and mind were the most exacting. However distinguished they might be, my imagination placed them still higher ! I religiously worshipped in them the type of ideal perfection which I had created for myself, and it was in spite of the strict conditions which this type imposed, that I endeavoured to please them. I applied myself to the task without respite, without relief, taking ever}''thing seriously ; my mind and heart always on the strain ; playing the lover fervently, laboriously committing many foUies, and fancying that my whole future lay in the most ephemeral of successes. This exclusive circle, beyond whose limits I seldom passed, was not altogether useless to me. It was dominated by delicate taste, noble and polished manners, benevolence, and the most exalted sentiments; by these alone could one hope to please. Everyone spoke in turn, there was very little scandal, no chatter upon dress or do- mestic economy, one had to contribute an opi- XXir INTRODUCTION. nion on the news, the plays and the books of the day, on the actions and sentiments of the hero of whatever Hterary work happened to be in vogue. These judgments were controverted neither in haste nor with pedantry, but more or less devel- oped according to their relation with the condition of heart or mind mutually existing between the interlocutors. In short, I was living in the very midst of one of the most select sets of this cele- brated society, which the man of the world and the man of letters of a former day frequented by way of completing himself. Too prematurely launched into this career, and proscribed from any other, and at the age of eighteen being incapable of producing anything beyond light verse and vaudevilles, its drawback was its futility; from this my disposition saved me, but at my own expense. We have seen that by nature and education I was of a serious turn of mind ; I therefore rhymed without a vocation, laboriously, expending in the polishing of my couplets the few resources of my mind, and suc- ceeding but poorly. The remembrance of the distaste with which I regarded my sterile vein, that of the ennui, which I experienced above all in summer, lounging in Paris, then empty of my set, wandering without aim or money, badly dressed and worse fed, this remembrance of want INTRODUCTION. XXIII of occupation, of privations, of discontent with myself and my wasted time, long remained in my memory as an unbearable weight. The second Terror, that of the i8th Fructidor was then rampant. Prudence as well as poverty kept me at Chatenay where at least I found the neces- saries of life. There, in a neglected but still elegant abode, in the midst of a well-filled and well-selected library, with no society but my own, my enfranchized imagination took fresh flight, and a thousand ambitious dreams in this isolation where nothing disturbed them, carried me out of the real world and transported me into that of illusions. Then with a stick in one hand and a bundle in the other, I took the road or rather the by-way towards the capital; for it was always across the fields, or in the direction of Fontenay-aux-Roses or of Chatillon that I wended my steps, carefully avoid- ing the high road, habitations, passers-by, and all that might interrupt the charm of my solitary reveries. Oh ! how relieved I felt when no longer dreading a chance meeting, an interchange of greetings or even a glance, I had passed the last house in our village ! With what a transport of joy I at once let loose the reins of my wild imagination ! With what promptitude it carried me off into the world of enchantments, and how in this two hours' jour- ney, it bore me on from one glorious success to XXIV INTRODUCTION. another to the very summit of the most brilliant and diverse careers ! 1 can still look back on those moments as amongst the most fortunate of my existence! The illusion was at times so complete that I no longer knew I was on the tramp, cold or heat, fatigue or poverty, were all alike forgotten. But when the hero of so many enchanting adventures arrived unexpectedly at the real end of his journey, the frontier of Maine was the fatal landmark where so many ravishing illusions suddenly jostled each other, were shattered to atoms, and fell to dust. Then, alas! brought face to face with sad reality, the irresistible Alcibiades, the millionaire Croesus, the Olympian winner precipitated from his triumphal car, found him- self on foot, bathed in perspiration, and covered with mud or dust! Ever)thing then became an obstacle to be avoided, a brutal waggoner perchance, or a suspicious official. Lucky if he could profit by some assemblage in which he might pass unperceived, to slink away as a suspect, and escape the ever risky necessity for an ex-noble of exhibiting his passport. On my return home, the downfall would become absolute and complete. To the transitor}-, tender joy of these fleeting moments succeeded the discouraging question : "What is to become of you?" MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. CHAPTER I. MY VOCATION. I WAS nineteen years old, but it seemed that I was not fit for anything, not even to be a clerk in an office, for my writing was too bad. Yet that was my last resource. Time pressed, and it was humiliating to remain a burden on my family. I was on the point of resigning myself to my fate; already I was sadly striving to become a very poor copyist when a last journey brought me back to Paris. Directly I had passed the suburbs I noticed that day a singular emotion on the countenances and in the attitude of all the persons I met, which inspired me with a vague hope. Revolution was then following revolution ; I foresaw one coming. In my destitute state, and in the midst of the ever-increasing proscriptions, any change could but be a change for the better, as far as 1 was con- cerned. Disenchanted of my dreams and thrust back by my misfortunes into the world of reality, I for the first time felt one of the great public. Curiosity I 2 IMEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP and even a keen interest led me on, drawing me out of my own way, regardless of any risk to myself Not being able to be an actor in this new agitation, I at any rate wished to be a witness of it, I knew nothing; I did not dare to ask anyone, but was led on by a powerful instinct, which guided me straight towards him whose destiny was soon to control my own. It was the very moment when Napoleon at the Tuileries, elected by the Council of Ancients, was commencing the revolution of the i8th Brumaire, and haranguing the garrison of Paris to make sure of it against the Directory and the other Council. I was stopped by the garden railings. I leant up against them and gazed eagerly upon this memorable scene. Then I ran around the enclosure trying all the entrances; at last, when I had reached the gate of the draw-bridge, I saw it open. A regiment of dragoons came out, it was the 6th; these dragoons were marching on towards St.-Cloud with their cloaks rolled around them, their helmets on their heads, sword in hand, with that warlike exaltation, that proud determined air which soldiers wear when they approach the enemy, resolved to conquer or perish! At this martial apparition, the warlike blood, which I had inherited from my forefathers, coursed madly through my veins. I had found my vocation ; from that moment I was a soldier, I only dreamt of combats, and disdained any other career. Nevertheless, however carried away I might have been, thoughtful, dreamy, and melancholy by nature, I reflected on my own enthusiasm, carefully keeping to myself a resolution so opposed to the whole of my preceding life. Hitherto, in the exclusively aristocratic OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 3 and anti-revolutionary society which I had frequented, my words and feehngs had been full of horror and disgust for all that appertained to the revolution; I proscribed it as it proscribed me; I did not except the army itself from this blind aversion. I held such a false and sorry opinion of its com- position that I remember in a duel, two years previously, with young Verdiere, son and aide-de-camp of the General-Commandant of Paris, whilst waiting for weapons, I had not chosen either to give my name, or to sit down at night on the parapet of the Quay Vol- taire beside one of his seconds, for fear that officer should treacherously throw me into the river! I was, however, so little suspicious by nature, that when the quarrel had broken out a minute before in the Vaude- ville Theatre, when it had been a question of choosing seconds, I, alone against three, had asked one of these gentlemen to act as mine. I was ignorant at the time that they were officers, but as soon as I knew it I distrusted them. However, these worthy young men, who were older than myself, insisted that all should be in regular form; they even had sufficient confidence and patience to wait in the Champs Elysees, while I went to seek a second among my acquaintances. The meeting took place in the Avenue Marigny, by the light of a gas-lamp, which, before the revolution, my uncle, the Viscount dc Segur, happened to have erected on that spot. It was only after having narrowly escaped killing my adversary, and being twice slightly wounded myself, that our duel, which had been interrupted by officers of the police, came to an honorable conclusion. Not- withstanding which, this proof of the loyalty of these 4 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP military men did not alter my state of feeling. I even congratulated myself on having concealed my name and that of my second, having insisted that I should be allowed to go and fetch him by myself, so as not to expose his household to some infamous denunciation. This odious prejudice will show the pronounced tone of my mind. How, then, could I possibly follow the vocation for which I felt this sudden call ? How could I conciliate this love of arms with this aversion for the army, this passion for glory with the hatred for the sole flag under which it could be won? But the sight of this regiment on the march had transformed me from a young dreamer into a man of action, without separating the two in my personality. The first smoothed for me the entrance into the world of reality by adorning it with illusions. My imagination, fertile in projects, im- mediately conceived the idea of implanting my own royalism in this thoroughly republican army. I even ventured to think that I might lead a good number of my fellows to imitate my example; that this germ of an anti-revolutionary army might take root ; and that as one revolution had hitherto trodden on the heels of another, judging of the future by the past, I imagined another might soon take place by which our party might profit. This idea, wild though it might appear, did, however, bring forth something; that is why I speak of it, because I soon gained prose- lytes for its execution. This was some months later, in Switzerland, when I had already gained my step as an officer; conspiracies were then in the wind, they cropped up on all sides; ours, indeed, was almost a conspiracy, but set on foot by a pack of thoughtless young men, whose dream, when discovered, w^as OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 5 treated with contempt, which was quite right; it only left us the poorer by our expenditure of money and ideas, to which we resigned ourselves. It may seem almost ludicrous, that having entered the army in the hope of persuading it to embrace royalism, it, on the contrary, drew us into its cause ; and having left Paris warm royalists in 1800, we were almost as warm republicans when we returned to it in 1 80 1. This new transformation was due to fraternity of arms and an appreciation of the true state of things on the one hand, and, on the other, to the rebuffs which we experienced at the hands of our former set. A year sufficed to bring it about. But I will return to the order of events which will explain this inconsistency. I had imagined that the day of my public enrolment would be that of my departure, that at least the ex- plosion which I dreaded would take place when I had gone, so that I should not hear it ; but it happened quite differently. The appeal, rather perhaps political than military, to a picked class of young men who should provide their own arms and horses and equip them- selves, had just appeared. General Dumas, who was a friend of my father, was to organize this body ; I was the first to go to him and at once inscribe my name, but under promise of secrecy. It was only when I had taken this first decisive step that I confided it to my father. He approved of it, which is what I had expected. He did more; he was kind enough to keep it a secret whilst smiling at my weakness. I nevertheless, on the eve of being severely censured, felt very uncomfortable in those salons where 1 was still so welcome. It was even worse when I realized 6 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP that our organization would be set on foot in Paris, in the very midst of this dreaded society. From that moment my anxiety daily increased ; I could not sleep, I was in a perfect fever. At last the fatal moment arrived when I had to go to the Town-hall publicly to sign the act of enlistment. It was the 24th Ventose of the year VIII (February 1800) when my father took me there, or rather dragged me to the Place cle Greve as if to execution, such was my dread of the commotion which was sure to follow. My return to the Fauburg St. Honore which I, as well as the best people of my own set, inhabited, was even worse. The nearer I approached, the greater became my anguish, until, at last, feeling on the verge of giving way, I grew so terrified and indignant at the extent of my own weakness that this fresh shame somewhat restored my courage. A reason for thus losing it when great resolutions have been taken, arises from a natural inclination to see them only on their worst side; one forgets the, other, the very cause of one's determination, when on the contrary that is the moment one should turn entirely towards and hold fast to it. My father recalled my wandering wits, one of the greatest services he ever rendered me, without which I do not really know what would have become of my poor head. Anger brought me back to my senses, for I was not spared. One of my nearest and best-loved relatives was the first to pronounce the word dishonour t The excess of severity set me in revolt; I accepted war. I gave back scorn for scorn ; I shouted louder than my adversaries, even enlisting several of my friends in my cause. These young noblemen, less earnest than myself, or simply following the natural impulses OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 7 of their age, successively answered to the same call. They were then to be reckoned as of us, and instead of attacking us they had to defend themselves. This was the beginning of the first amalgamation of the old society with the new. We should remember it was not five months since the one had finally proscribed the other. However feeble and imperfect this first fusion might be, it was not without importance ; which fact must reflect some importance on the account of it. Doubt- less this happy reconciliation would have taken place without me, but it was through me that it began. That is the reason why Napoleon made me a sub- lieutenant on the gth Floreal of the year VIII after I had served only a few months as a private of Hussars in the volunteers styled '^Boiiaparlc's.'' I had not only bearded my own set, but I had to return to my family at Chatenay to answer for my desperate action to my grandfather, the jMarechal de Segur. Arriving in the early morning, I drew near to his bed in the most respectful attitude, " You have " been guilty of disrespect, " he said severely, " to all " the traditions of your ancestors; but the thing is done; " remember that. You have of your own free will " enlisted in the Republican Army. Serve it frankly and " loyally. You have made your choice, and it is out of "your power to go back on it." Then seeing me bathed in tears he was a little moved, and with his only remaining hand he took mine, and drawing me to him pressed me to his heart; then giving me twenty louis which was nearly all he possessed, he added : " Here, this will help you to " complete your equipment; go forth, and do your best 8 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. " bravely and faithfully to maintain under the flag which " you have chosen, the name which you bear and the " honour of your family ! " Fifty years have passed since then, but I never think of this noble and sad farewell, of this manly and touch- ing blessing, without being moved to the very depths of my being! CHAPTER II. MY DEBUT. AT the beginning of the year 1800, the time when I enUsted, our frontiers were on the point of invasion ; and from the Helder to Genoa, all the efforts of Bona- parte had only succeeded in bringing about 150,000 men to oppose 300,000 of the enemy. It was then that, in the midst of numerous cares of all kinds, steadily following his aim, which was to rally all to his own fortunes, he had made to a hitherto proscribed party of the youth of France that appeal to which I had been the first to respond. It had not been directly addressed to them, it is true; but it was evident that his protection was offered to them, that it opened the ranks of the army to them; and that by calling upon them to equip and mount themselves in a select new corps, he offered them in return the gratitude of the nation. Nothing had been left undone that might draw and appeal to us. Gene- ral Dumas, who had been proscribed by the terrors of '93 and of the Directory, had been entrusted with our formation. This general dated from Louis XVI. ; he was possessed of the pleasant wit, the benevolent disposition and the gentle and attractive manners of the ancient order. It was tlie same with the chief lO MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP who was immediately over us in command, Colonel, formerly Count, de Labarbee, a former officer of the royal army. Some weeks were necessary for the Paris recruit- ment of our corps, which was first called Volunteer Hussars, then Bonaparte's Legion, and which only numbered two or three squadrons and a strong batta- lion. As for our duties, whilst we were waiting to go into barracks, they consisted, besides a little sentry duty, in writing and carrying out the orders of General Dumas and in following him. This last service, insig- nificant though it might be, did me a good turn. It happened in this wise. . Our general, having business to transact with the Director Carnot, a former member of the Convention, at that time Minister of War, happened that day to select me for his orderly. Arrived in the court-yard of the War Office we dismounted, and my duty was to w^ait there with the horses; but as General Dumas, when starting, had ordered me to follow him, fancying that I must not leave him, I scrupulously dogged his every step in my anxiety to carry out my orders to the letter. In consequence, when he went upstairs I did the same ; I also followed him through the ante-chamber and the reception room step by step, walking imme- diately behind him, and even into the Minister's study. Preoccupied with the business which had brought him there, and having no cognizance 'of my blunder, he immediately entered into conversation with this per- sonage. General Dumas was between the Minister and myself, with his back towards me; being taller than he, my head rose above his, so that Carnot, astonished to see in the inner privacy of his study OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. U a young soldier standing like a post behind his interlocutor, was not listening to him at all, and with an air of utter astonishment appeared to demand the explanation of such an unheard-of proceeding. The General, on his side, surprised by the jMinister's recep- tion of him, and noticing that he appeared much more taken up with something that was going on behind him than with the affair that he had come to discuss, turned back. On seeing me: "What the devil are you doing here ? " he exclaimed. I replied by alleging the orders which I had received: then both of them burst out laughing, and gave me the first lesson in my duty by sending me back to my humble post. But as soon as I had gone, this prank of mine natu- rally brought about an explanation, in which General Dumas expatiated upon my voluntary enlistment, the first which had taken place, and on the usefulness of the example which I had set. My ingenuous action brought about speedy results; I had attracted attention ; my name was favourably noted, and the rank of sub-lieutenant which I obtained on May ist, 1800, was the happy consequence of this adventure. Such are the caprices of Fortune. Her first favour was bestowed on me for a blunder; a brilliant actiion would perhaps not have done so much for me. I certainly have no cause to complain of Fortune; but since then how many difficulties and dangers have I faced without obtaining as much from her! We were soon sent from Paris to Compiegnc, then to Dijon, the meeting-place of the second army of re- serve. Napoleon reviewed us there on his way to cross the St. Bernard. From Dijon we went to Carrouge, near Geneva, whore we were quartered, the 12 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. victory at IMarengo having interrupted our march. There I met Madame de Stael at a ball where, in remembrance of my father, she was kind enough to dance with me, entering at once into a political con- versation which she soon abandoned ; then, remembering my early efforts, she asked me what I had done with my pen {plume). Absorbed as I then was in the career I had chosen, I pointed to the plume in my shako, lightly saying that I had placed it there, and that I did not think I should ever feel inclined to use it in any other fashion. I might even have added that at that moment the thing I feared the most was that I might be forced to take the quill once more into my fingers and again become a man of letters. During our stay in this can- tonment, the news of the armistice of Varsdorf and the thunder-clap of Marengo came to vex and damp our ardour ; it seemed as if the war would come to an end without us. CHAPTER III. :my first call to arms. SINCE May 6th, the day on which the First Consul reviewed us at Dijon and classed us into the second army of reserve, we had, as I have said, advanced as far as Geneva. There, whilst constantly receiving" accounts of the glorious deeds which were being ac- complished in Italy, we envied the fate of the most humble private who could boast that he had taken a part in them. We looked upon each one of them as a hero. What were we in comparison? When should we be able to recount our exploits and cut a figure in our turn ? These laurels disturbed our rest. After so many wars and so many victories we seemed to think that the race had been won, that we had arrived too late, and that there would be nothing but leavings for us, if any remained ! We were quartered near Geneva, at Carrouge, when on some pleasure excursion or other, we committed the unpardonable impertinence of harnessing some of our troop horses to a brake. Returning to our quarters at night, through a narrow street, we suddenly came upon our Colonel! It was impossible to go back. Had wc either stopped or passed on our way with a salute, our lapse of discipline must have been taken note of and 13 14 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP met with exemplary punishment, and we were hesitating in face of the approaching difficulty when one of us, who afterwards became a General, cried out : " Leave it to m^, we must bewilder him, I take the responsibility of it ! " And immediately seizing hold of the reins, he whipped the horses up to their greatest speed, galloping straight towards our chief with such impetuosity that there was hardly time for him to lean close up against the wall so as not to be run over. "Devil take the young fools! " exclaimed the colonel; but every one of us, horses and officers, were already out of his reach before he had time to recognize us. It might be useful to recall a more serious adventure of another kind, which will show the danger of making •rash acquaintances. While passing through Switzerland, we had in my company a non-commissioned officer, son of a widow who afterwards married a nobleman of one of the best old families in France. This cavalry sergeant was a man of ready wit, without any morality; he always had a string to his bow ready for an emergency, without seeming to know that in justice he deserved it should be drawn against himself, and this is just what w^ould have happened to him, had it not been for me, as we shall see. From one vice and another he had dropped into crime; I knew he was a man of no reputation, but beguiled by the charm of his intellect and believing that he had abandoned the error of his ways, I had been led into nmch too great intimacy with him. On our arrival at Coire, we were quartered in the environs when I was warned by a letter from our colonel that a burglary and the murder of a jeweller had been planned in the very village which we occupied, that this non- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 15 commissioned officer was the originator of it, and that the police were on their way to seize him. On receipt of this news, partly from fear that the honour of my company might be stained by a criminal sentence upon him, partly from pity for the wretch, I made up my mind to warn him, so that he might go and get hanged elsewhere, and otherwise than in the uniform which I was wearing. I went off at once to his lodging, which was on the first floor, in a big room furnished with two benches and a long and narrow table. The scene which took place there, which was for a moment very critical, made a deep impression upon me. I found him alone, and immediately, without preamble, informed him of the fate with which he was threatened, warning him that there was only a moment for escape if he meant to avoid it. But dreading a snare, with one bound he leapt over the table w^hich he put between himself and me, and seizing his pistols, raised the trigger and pointed the weapon at me, exclaiming that " I had " doubtless come to frighten him, to drag a confession " from him, to arrest him. But that if I made the slightest " movement he would kill me on the spot ! " The smile of pity which he saw on my face, and the tone of my voice when I impatiently repeated that he was losing his sole chance of escape, must have been very convincing, for, transformed all of a sudden, he threw down his weapons, came close to me and took my hands, which he pressed against his heart, swearing eternal gratitude; then putting together a few belongings, he disappeared out of sight so completely that none of us ever heard anything about him afterwards, neither did the officers of police, whom I found in my rooms when I got back: they had only missed him by five minutes. God grant 1 6 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP that the dangers he ran may have brought about his reformation, without which I should have on my con- science all the crimes which, thanks to me, he may have committed since that day! I myself was at that time denounced and reprimanded on account of a very different plot, a result of the disorder and the agitation of these revolutionary times. I have already described the kind of royalist Utopia by which, after my voluntary enlistment, my conscience, tormented by the change of flag under which I served, had endeavoured to reconcile the contradiction of my aristocratic rancours with the instincts of my warHke humour. With this thought ever before me, I had associated myself with some comrades in my regiment, mostly Vendeans, who were animated by a similar spirit. We had initiated a kind of conspiracy whose object was to royalize the army. As to the means to be employed, the least ridiculous of them consisted in a project that the most enterprising amongst us should make an offer to the First Consul to levy a volun- tary corps of 6000 Vendeans, in which we had already assigned our individual positions. We made our ac- complice Pire, now a lieutenant-general, leave Lausanne for Paris. This young Breton who was devoid of scruples, was very proud of his brilliant wit, his charming face and figure, and of having escaped the massacre of Quiberon! He had arrogated to himself the principal part in this adventure, and, curiously enough, was at first favourably received by Bonaparte; indeed, had it not been for audacities of another nature, such as offering himself as a candidate for the hand of j\lade- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 17 moiselle Hortense de Beauharnais, he might have suc- ceeded! But he had taken away with him on this mission the whole of our money. We had filled his purse to the extent of leaving nothing in our own ; so that, a week after, when we had to dine at Lucerne, we spent our last halfpenny in the worst eating-house of the whole town. It was not the custom then to receive daily pay or rations, so that we started off famished the next morning, without the least idea how we should get through "the long day without bite or sup. But Fortune protects us in certain phases of life. When we had arrived at our destination and after having had our billets allotted to us, we were, not- withstanding our difficulty, on the point of dispersing, when we were ordered to form in circle around our colonel, who announced to us that, acting on orders that moment received from headquarters, men and horses henceforth should be fed by those on whom they were billeted. We all rushed off at once, and if these poor Helvetians did not find us difficult to please on the point of quality, they must have been rather surprised as to the quantity of our demands, and the haste in which we had at once availed ourselves of this thrice-welcome order. We thus traversed Switzerland by long and short stages : it was a fortunate commencement of our travels. But the drawback of a too ardent nature is that one imagines beforehand everything grander and more beautiful than it can possibly be: so that, however admirable nature may be in reality, its most remarkable phenomena appear inferior to the enchanting visions pictured by a too warm and vivid imagination. This is an unfortunate disposition which destroys the charm of travel. It did not, however, affect me, when, from 2 1 8 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP the summit of the Jura, I suddenly perceived the imposing mass of the Alps and that towering Mont Blanc whose wonders had been so often described to me! But in my subsequent travels I can only remember to have been astonished by the dome of St. Peter's at Rome, the fine works at Cherbourg and the burning of Moscow ! When, before reaching Coire, we for the first time crossed the Rhine not very far from its source, although then under the fascination of another influence, the narrowness of its stream at this point, the suspension of arms which still lasted, and our distance from the enemy, did not even moderate my wild enthusiasm at the aspect of this famous river; I felt transported with martial pride ; I crossed it proudly, with my head held high and my hand on the hilt of my sword, and when on the other side I felt myself another man ; it seemed to me that I had taken a great stride onwards in my heroic career, A little further on we 'found ourselves at the ex- treme limits regulated by the armistice; and I placed my vedettes at the foot of the glacier named the Splugen. Going up to the source of the Rhine from that point, other sensations took possession of me. Beyond Thusis a deep gorge brings one to the rather wide but not deep bed of a torrent whose transparent waters, flowing over a slaty bottom, appear black as those of the Styx. This forms the approach to the Via -Mala, a kind of gate or entrance to Hell, a gigantic relic of chaos, where, for about two leagues, the road runs along by an abyss. This road is cut out, partly on one side and partly on the other of the two flanks of an immense rock separated in half, forming an enormous narrow OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. ig opening at the bottom of which the compressed vvaters of the Rhine precipitate themselves with fearful clamour. Very often the cornice narrows off on account of the steepness or of some abrupt turn of the rock. It is then necessary to cross from one side to the other on narrow bridges formed of trunks of pine trees thrown across the abyss: worm-eaten, gaping apart, and trembling under the horses' feet, swayed about by the leaping torrent which roars as it breaks on its bed of rocks. Its course is so impetuous, its bounds so violent, that, notwithstanding the depth of the gulf, the water dashes up in a mist which envelops the traveller, who is almost deafened by the tumult of these cataracts, although they are too deep and almost too narrow to be seen. It is by this long opening that the village of the Splugen is reached. It was late when I arrived at this poor hamlet; I should have stopped there if only out of curiosity, so as not to lose this opportunity of climbing to the top of the Alps. But I was seized with an unaccountable disgust; the poverty of the inhabitants, the barrenness of this uncultivated country, the isolated appearance of these regions almost lost in the clouds, several weary days of travel and the oppression of these upheaved masses, the very sky itself darkened by a coming storm, all conspired to repel me. I was wrong, as a traveller, and, above all, as an officer of the advance-guard, whose object should be to see everything, and carefully reconnoitre everything, to consider in their different relations every means of entrance and exit, and to acquire every possible information concerning the country through which he is passing. 20 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP But I only remained at Splugen long enough to- place my picket; after which, in spite of the storm,^ the rain, and the gathering darkness, followed by an orderly, I took a half turn and re-entered the Via-Mala, in spite of the remonstrances of the inhabitants who- warned me in vain of my imprudence. I was only too well aware of it, after a quarter-of-an-hour's march, when I was quite deafened by the wind, the tumult of the storm, and the roaring of the torrent; when, in addition to the icy rain falling from the sky which one could hardly perceive between the two rocks, the^ lowering clouds which enveloped us, and the thick mist which rose up from the depths of the precipice,, the darkness of night came on and we were forced to dismount so as to know where we were going and not to fall back into the gulf. We stopped short in consternation; it would have been wiser to have returned to Splugen, and we hesitated, but vanity and a love of sensation prevented me from retracing my steps. The only thing we could then do was to walk on. slowly with the bridle over our arms, one hand on the rock and the other hand feeling for the ground at each step. But words cannot depict the anxiety of the moment whenever the road failed us, and we had to guess at these bridges thrown across from one rock 'to another, to 'avoid the crevasses and thus to cross the gulf. Every moment we stopped to call out to each other, fancying that in the midst of the tumult of the torrent and the tempest, we had heard the sound of a fall into the abyss! Frequently our hand and our feet touched nothing but space. Then, throwing ourselves back against the rock, we remained in a OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 21 state of terror, dreading our next movement, almost motionless on the ledge, and nearly determined to remain there until day-light should show us the way •out of this peril, which we had braved without rhyme or reason, and which could only have entailed blame and ridicule upon us had it come to a fatal issue. Then recovering our courage, pressing close to the rock, and leaving our horses to find their own way, we would make fresh attempts in different directions; the one who had the best luck would call to the other, and thus we got on little by little. At last, after four hours of mortal anguish, the storm having gone down, the sky being lighter, the air fresher, and the roar of the cataracts sounding further off, we found ourselves on more open ground. We had left the Via-Mala behind us ; our horses had followed us, and a faint but welcome light revealed to us a humble chalet, in which we took refuge. The next day we got back to Coire, whence, Moreau having exchanged our regiment with ]\Iacdonald for a battalion of greater use in these mountains, we pursued our way by Feldkirch into Suabia, and having there rejoined the army of the Rhine, we were reviewed by our new and celebrated ^eneral-in-chief CHAPTER IV. HOHENLINDEN. THE armistice having, however, been extended, Mac- donald, general-in-chief of the army of the Grisons,. and General Dumas, the head of his staff, had taken advantage of it to come as far as Augsburg to confer with Aloreau. Fortunately for me, my regiment was passing through the town on the very day of this meeting, and General Dumas detained me, presented me to the two generals-in-chief, and got Moreau tO' invite me to the dinner which he was giving to ]\Iac- donald ; a splendid banquet with covers laid for fifty guests, a repast of the con(^uerors served by the con- quered at the enemy's expense, to the sound of martial music, in a palace of which we had taken possession, the guests being the most celebrated generals of the day in the full splendour of their youth and ardour, dazzling with gold and glory. I had never seen anything like it before and was quite fascinated. I began to understand that to the illustrious memories of our old aristocracy had succeeded other glories and other memories, which would be ineffaceable from that moment; that we should date afresh from a new era which had left its stamp on the age, and had already laid the deep foundations of a new society. I learnt AN AIDE-DE-CAMP OF NAPOLEON I. 23 later that this meeting had not been altogether devoid of political motives : one of the principal being the jealousy which the ever-growing power of the First Consul inspired in these generals. Napoleon's own anxiety was aroused by it; for he had learnt that in the midst of the banquet this distrust had found vent in a biting sarcasm against one of his sisters; he had even been informed that this sally of one of the generals-in-chief had been well-received and loudly repeated and commented upon by his colleague. Besides an ambitious rivalry, there was a feeling of sincere republicanism at the bottom of this spirit of opposition, although but a pale reflection and an almost worn-out impression, it is true, of the former proud and patriotic traditions of this army. There might still be found amongst them some of those Spartans of the Rhine, as they were then called, volunteers of the early years of the republic, martyrs to the cause of liberty and national independence, for which they had sacri- ficed themselves with a devotion free from all personal ambition, or hope of fortune, or advancement, or even of glory. After having braved every danger, they had been known hundreds of times to refuse the highest positions, to reject them one after the other, and proud of their rigid republican probity, to pursue their way in nakedness and hunger, enduring the most cruel privations, and, even as conquerors, remaining poor in the midst of all the rewards which victory offered; an heroic war of citizenship which was very far from being a mere calling, in whicli these elect few, privates, of- ficers, generals, warriors by patriotism and not merely by profession, had no othor thought than to spend themselves altogether to ensure the public safety, and 24 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP to return to their homes poor and simple citizens. But after 1796 and 1797 when in this very army of the Rhine the spirit of conquest had succeeded to this former exaltation of the defensive virtues of the country, it had all become modified by the continuance of war, by the fascination of celebrity, and the contagion of acquired fortunes. Even in 1800, at the time when I entered it, there remained but few of these primitive men who were so entirely patriotic and devoid of pri- vate interest: they might be recognized by the sim- plicity of their attire and their manner of life, by the independent and austere seriousness of their attitude, as well as by a certain air of haughty, bitter, and contemptuous surprise at the sight of the growing luxury and ambitious passions which were taking the place of the ingenuous and disinterested devotion of the early republican enthusiasms. The luxury of this dinner, which I had recently attended, and of the greater part of the uniforms worn, contrasted strongly with these austere remembrances, and yet in the body of this very army some traces of them might still be discovered in its honest discipline, especially opposed to every kind of pillage, in the simple and popular manners, in the good fellowship and tone of equality visible not only amongst com- rades but also towards the gen eral-i:: -chief. Without effort, and without even being aware of it, I had impressed Macdonald favourably, but the impres- sion might only have been a transient one without General Dumas, who turned it to account, as we shall see presently. After the cessation of the armistice, about a month later we left our cantonments to assem- ble under the command of d'Hautpoul. This general OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 25 had become famous through a thousand dashing actions in the midst of which a short and subUme harangue of his was frequently quoted. When his division was on the point of rushing on the enemy he dashed past it at a gallop, exclaiming: "Carabineers, brave carabi- neers, pierce their ranks! Cuirassiers, drive through them! Hussars, hack at them ! " and giving at the same time himself the order and the example, he was obeyed instantl}^ His intrepidity, however, must have been rather more habitual to him than his eloquence, for with us his inspiration was less happy. " Hussars, " he said, "were going to march upon the enemy. Forwards! and let not one of you turn tail, otherwise" his anger at this very supposition having made him lose the thread of his discourse, in order to give himself tim.e to pick it up again he began a string of such hearty and sonorous oaths that, seeing us all burst out laughing, he turned his back abruptly on us, with this fine con- clusion : " otherwise, otherwise he will be too late for the wedding ! " A few days after we arrived at the outposts through a long file of men, who had been wounded in the early actions which had preluded the battle of Hohen- linden. As for mc, my campaign was to come to an end at Hohenlinden. AVe had just arrived on that snow- covered field which was on the point of becoming so famous, when, conjointly with the news that Macdonald had chosen me for his aide-de-camp, I received the order to join him in Valtelinc. Thus to leave my regiment and the army on the very eve of a great battle was an impossibility: I obtained an extension 26 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP which the vivacity of my colonel very nearly caused me to repent. Our chief was then M, de Labarbee, a man of fifty or thereabouts, perhaps less, for at my age, that of a mature man always strikes one as more advanced than is really the case. It was that former captain of the Rochefoucauld Dragoons, renowned for his wit, his height, his martial bearing and his herculean strength, above all for an unexampled dexterity in all bodily exercises, and for a temerity on all occasions and in all places which was as audacious as it was lucky. It was well known that before the Revolution and the war, he had braved the anger of a whole band of officers, and had extricated himself brilliantly from the quarrel; it was a garrison dispute which occurred in a cafe that had been taken possession of by their set, who had made a regulation that officers of any other corps who should go there would not be allowed to pay for anything they ordered. AI. de Labarbee, feeling insulted by this pretension, refused to submit to it, and as no one dared to receive payment from him he began to break everything in the place; then, ordering a bucket of lemonade to be ^brought to him, he gave it to his horse to drink, saying : " As it was the officers of the king's regiment who paid, there was no reason why he should stint himself" After which, he had quietly awaited the result, following it up by several duels, which all ended favourably. Then came the Revolution, then the emigration and the war which rapidly gained him a colonelcy. It was at this time, finding himself one day in presence of the Austrian cavalry, he ordered the line which he OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 2 J commanded to remain motionless, and springing for- ward, sword in hand, rushed on the enemy's line which he broke through, then turning back, and making a path for himself through the ranks of the enemy, returned, covered with blood, to his ow^n men, and calmly again took up his position at their head. It may well be believed that a warrior of such a character and of such vigour would submit himself with difficulty to any discipline, above all to the rules of military administration. Thus it happened that when on leaving Dijon, a member of the commissariat who was inspecting our humble corps, had disapproved of a certain conveyance which the colonel had ordered for the baggage, we saw him, for all reply, seize hold of the commissary, lift him in the air and turn him round like a feather and then deposit him head-foremost in the waggon, saying : " that he would now be in a position to appreciate its usefulness" ; then, dropping him on his feet, "that he hoped he might always be able to get through his inspections as quickly and easily. " In another review that took place at Lucerne, when our then general, an unfrocked monk whom he despised, passed before him, instead of saluting him with his sword he provoked him by brandishing it around his head in a menacing fashion. Such was our colonel ! Amongst us youngsters, our beardless youth reminded him of his own mature years. This displeasing comparison very often annoyed him, a fact which I perceived on the eve of the battle of Hohenlinden, when we met the enemy and heard their bullets whistling round us. I was the youngest of thorn all, and, ])roud to bo at the head of my platoon. J2 8 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP I was rejoicing in this first sound of war when he exclaimed, on perceiving me: "Ah! ah! M. de Segur, you hear those bullets, they will teach you that there is no difference between you and me here, and that to-day we are all of the same age ! " Moreau had made our division, which was d'Hautpoul's, pass over rapidly from right to left in a forced night march of great cold and severity. We formed the left flank of the centre of the army, on which side the great day of the morrow was, as far as concerned our division, of little importance. But it was not so for myself personally. When we were encamped at the close of the day, our colonel, who was better lodged, and who had presumably dined better than we had, came to visit us on horseback. I got in his way without knowing it, and he roughly thrust me aside with a kick. I protested at this treatment, but he continued his course, without looking back or stopping, and without condescending to make the slightest apology! As for me, almost rooted to the spot and speechless at such an unexpected aggression, my imagination was all the more active. I passed the night partly in fits of rage and partly in helpless outbursts of tears. Towards daylight, happening to see the colonel walking alone across the plain, I hastened onwards and offered him my resignation, explaining that as that would put me on an equality with him, I should then make use of my right to ask satisfaction for the insult which he had offered me. Either M. de Labarbee did not remember anything about it, or had not recognized me when he pushed me away the evening before. He seemed so utterly surprised, and looked me over from head to foot with a glance of disdain so eloquent with the OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 29. exclamation of the Cid : " To seek a quarrel with me! What has made thee so vain?" that, could Daguerre have fixed that glance instantaneously by his new method, I think he would have been able to- reproduce the verse word for word on my feeble body. He, however, said nothing more than this, that I could not resign without dishonour, in the face of the enemy. I retorted that I considered myself already dishonoured by his violence, and that as soon as . I had satisfied this urgent need of reparation, I would again enlist as a private under another chief But he had too good a heart and too much sense- to take advantage of his position and did not carry the matter any further, but called around him several officers, to whom he nobly related the inadvertence of which he had been guilty, begging them to bear testimony to his confession, and making this generous and complete reparation in the most honourable and flattering manner. There I recognized at once the officer of the ancient regime; for nobody was better or more pleasant company when he chose; he was only otherwise by fits and starts. The rest of that day was given up to an engagement which was decided by the centre. As for us, our poor part in such a great victory only consisted in a few manoeuvres and skirmishing, followed by camping-out on the ice ; after which, having been sent to take Moreau's orders, and breakfasting with him at Nymphenburg I returned by long stages, alone and penniless, but at the coun- try's expense, to join General Macdonald in Valtcline. During this journey I again revisited Suabia, Coire,^ the Via-Mala, and that Splugen which I had so little appreciated. Indeed, 1 had almost passed it again without 30 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. seeing it; it was apparently my fate, whether by my own fault or not, to lose the opportunity of noticing this gigantic land-mark between the north and the south of Europe. But I had been ill for several days, and my weary eyes almost overlooked it; I was in such a weak condition that after having fastened me on my mule, I heard my travelling companions say to each other that the journey over the glacier would make an end of me, and consider what they should do with my remains when on the other side of the mountain. But the very reverse happened; the air of the glacier renewed my strength, the crisis was a favourable one. When we had reached the other bank of the Lake of Chiavenna I was hoisted up on a waggon horse whose horribly hard trot, which would have killed me nowadays, set me quite to rights again. Such is the privilege of youth! And thus I arrived completely ■convalescent at Macdonald's headquarters. CHAPTER V. THE CAMPAIGN OF THE GRISONS. MACDOXALD was at that time a prey to great anxiety. The hard task which he accompHshed in the midst of these glaciers was that of overcoming the severity of the season, the dangers of these regions and the resistance of the enemy. His army hardly numbered 40,000 men, and it had to scale the triple summit which separated it from the valleys of the Adda, the Oglio, and the affluents of the Adige; whence falling on Trente, it should take possession of the upper course of this stream and that of the Brenta itself. The armistice was on the point of termination, when, starting from the valley of the Grisons, Macdonald began by throwing out across the still practicable Splugen, 3,700 men under d'Hilliers in Valteline. He himself took up a position at Rinecks, thus drawing the attention of the enemy to this opposite side, as much by his own presence there as by the important entrenchments which he extended from Constance up to Feldkirch, their object being at all risks to cover his retreat into Switzerland. At the same time he pushed on reconnoitring bodies towards the sources of the Adda and the Albula, to 31 32 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP Bormio, Avos and Lenz and all the issues of the Engadine. Having thus protected his left flank, he quickly turned back towards the right with the residue of forces which he could dispose of; and remounting the Rhine up to its source, he rapidly passed through Coire and Thusis, entered the Via-Mala, road of ill-luck, and arrived at the foot of the Splugen. This meant braving the very heart of winter, the very stronghold of famine, and all the horrors of Alpine chaos on the mountain-tops in the very worst season of the year. It is fourteen leagues distance from Thusis to Chia- venna, but this short journey necessitated one of the most formidable conflicts with this cruel country in the whole of the war. All necessary precautions had been taken, sledges were sufficient for the dismounted guns ; but there were no baggage mules for the stores, so that it was necessary to load every soldier, already more than hampered by the weight of his knapsack, his cartridge pouch, and his arms, with five days' provisions and ten packets of cartridges. This attacking party was divided into four columns. For several leagues beyond Thusis the first defiled be- tween two high rocks so close to each other that the men could hardly see the sky ; there was no foot-hold but an icfe track, a dark, narrow, and slippery ledge cut out of the rock on the edge of a gulf, intersected in several places by rickety wooden bridges, by which they crossed from one side to the other of these two masses, with an abyss of 300 feet beneath them and the double mountiiin over their heads. Torrents rushing down the precipices, icicles of a thousand shapes, and avalanches which broke down the infrequent pine-trees OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 33 and the insufficient railings, were the least of the obstacles on this Via-Mala passage to Splugen. The column arrived at Splugen on November 26th, having to scale the glacier in front of them, which ascent was begun on the 27 th. In the good season three hours are sufficient to reach the hospital, but at this time they did not know whether it might not take them the whole day. During the first hour, the left bank of the torrent which they were following w^as a guide to them and the fatigue was endurable ; but when they had reached the head of the valley, an ascent of 60 degrees in the gradient, which took an hour-and-a-half, exhausted their strength. The top was reached, however, the mountain was conquered and they found themselves at the parting of the waters of the north and of the south of Europe ! The cold drove them on, and having recovered breath, they resumed their way through two glaciers separated by a space of 400 me- tres: guides placing land-marks in the road which the workers swept for them, sixty dragoons of the loth, with General la Boissiere at their head, trampling down the snow. It was hoped that before night they would reach the hospital where the highest plain begins, when suddenly the wind rose in the east. They were im- mediately enveloped in thick clouds of %now and pulverized ice, but persevered on their way until an enormous avalanche about a hundred feet in diameter detached itself from one of the summits with the rumbling and velocity of a thunder-bolt. It carried off the head of the column. Thirty dragoons disappeared with the horses which they were leading; they were borne down into the torrent, flung against the rocks 3 34 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP and buried under the snow. The general was marching on a little distance ahead, which saved him; he was almost the only one left, and half-frozen, and in a fainting condition, was carried by the mountaineers to the hospital. As for his column, which was almost entirely separated from him, it had to stop short; a mountain of snow had filled up the path, and being unable either to advance or remain stationary they retraced their steps towards Splugen. On the next day, the 28th, the remainder of this cruelly mutilated company of dragoons with Cavaignac, colonel of the regiment, were the first to offer to start anew. But the storm continued, and this tempest even lasted to December ist, the guides declaring that the glacier would be rendered impracticable for a fortnight. Macdonald, however, who was still at Coire, sent word to hasten the march, for the provisions were giving out, and it was necessary to get on as quickly as possible to avoid famine and stoppage. But on December ist, a fine frost having set in. General Dumas, the head of the army staff, took ad- vantage of it, overcoming the opposition of the moun- taineers and the mountain itself. The account of his arrangements is remarkable ; under his orders the best guides with four of the strongest oxen of the country walked abreast, breaking a way through the snow, which forty labourers, who followed, cleared away. After them a company of sappers continued the work which was finally accomplished by two hundred foot soldiers marching in solid ranks of six abreast Then came the cavalry, then the artillery, and lastly the baggage animals with their escort. Silence had been enjoined, and was observed as OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 35 strictly as at manoeuvres. Thus they advanced through this deep cutting, but the progress was so slow that it was nearly night before they reached the hospital. Several men were frozen ; some soldiers and horses went beyond the track and were buried in the snows* which hid the precipice. A sea of snow a quarter of a league in depth had then to be crossed, on which the least wind might raise waves capable of burying the whole column. After this there was another danger to brave in the descent of the Cardinel, a road winding on itself and precipitating itself by a spiral and almost perpendicular zigzag into an abyss 600 feet deep; then came the little plain of Isola, and Campo Dolcino, when night fell and arrested fur- ther progress. During the descent several men turned giddy and several mules lost their footing ; they rolled mutilated from rock to rock, their cries being audible for a few moments, and then they disappeared. During the two following days the same weather favoured the march of the second and third columns. On December 5th it was Macdonald's turn, and the fourth and last passage, but the evil genius of these high places had regained his sway. A deluge of snow filled up the cutting that General Dumas had opened up, and the numerous landmarks that had been placed there were hidden or carried away by the storm, which the mountaineers refused to face. Macdonald, however, grew angry and obstinately resumed the march. His guides, and c^vcn his grenadiers, wore several times daunted, and retraced their steps, but he persisted, walking at their head, with the plummet in his hand, insisting on the great masses of snow being opened 36 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP up as he passed through, and the guides and soldiers in spite of the increasing hurricane were forced to follow him. He succeeded at last, but his column was on several occasions cut in two at various points, and separated from him by banks of snow. The 104th half-brigade which had been entirely scattered took days to reunite. Many sledges and their burdens were abandoned, indeed on this last day many soldiers were maimed by the cold: a hundred and ten men and more than a hundred mules and horses perished altogether. On December 6th, two-thirds of the army of the Grisons had passed the flow of the German waters up to the sources of the Italian waters. They filled the Valteline. But there still remained the passage, from glacier to glacier, of the valley of the Adda into that of the Adige. First came the ascent of Aprica, which is perhaps less elevated, but more winding, steeper and more rugged than even the Splugen. Not so many men perished there, but more horses, especially the baggage animals; hampered by their burdens they could not turn round with sufficient quickness in the sudden bends of the path, which, rising and descending almost perpendicularly, wound in steep zigzags between the rocks ; many of them rolled down the precipices. Having reached the valley of Camonica the advance- guard attempted the Tonnal. But the passage was defended by 50,000 Austrians who had intrenched them- selves behind the ice, and twice in spite of the most determined and intrepid assaults, our Generals Vaux and Vandamme, were obliged to give way after having reddened the glacier with blood needlessly spilt. On OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 37 his side jMacdonald vainly endeavoured to turn the left flank, and to arrive upon the Sarca beyond one of the forts of the Tonnal. Here it was nature alone, unaided by the enemy which opposed them ; for no passage could be found practicable. Then, reinforced by 2,000 Italians, the general-in- chief descended the Oglio as far as Visogne. The news of the passage of the Mincio by our army of Italy had rendered him most impatient. When he announced it to us, he asked his soldiers, now almost equal to mountaineers, if they w^ould allow themselves to be passed by their comrades, who had been victorious in the plains, and, with an unerring instinct, judging our ardour by his own, he carried us straight on to the San-Tyeno. This mountain is unapproachable by artil- lery, and even the cavalry had to turn back by the Lake of Iseo. As for us, even after the Splugen, the glacier astonished us: it is so elevated, so steep, so full of the rudest difficulties, that even for infantry it is necessary to open a passage through enormous blocks of ice by hewing out steps with axes. We were obliged to make use of our hands as well as our feet and to hold on by the tails of our horses to reach the summit. At last, from crest to crest, from ravine to ravine, crossing without stopping night or day and at a quick march, twenty-five leagues of slush and ice, we passed the enemy, the advance posts, in short every- thing; and on January 8th, 1 801, ascending the summit of the Michclsburg, we flung ourselves on the Adige, forcing the passage, and snatching from the Austrians the town of Trente. Without taking breath, Macdonald, at Levico, seized on the one hand the sources of the Brenta and on the 38 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP other, pushed forward towards Pietra the vanquished who were descending the Adige. Here we witnessed the audacious and even haughty spirit of Macdonald, and his frank and proud glance, which was often tempered by satirical gaiety, become transfigured by keen delight, when the south wind brought us the sound of firing which appeared to respond to the volleys of his advance-guard: this, could only be the firing of Bruno's army. The enemy which we were following, however nu- merous it might have been, was thus surrounded in the narrow and deep valley of the Adige, between Macdonald who w^as descending, and the left wing of the army of Italy which was mounting it. Thus so many difficulties, so many obscure and inglorious con- flicts with nature, were at last to be crowned by one of the most striking acts of this war; for, in fact, the cannonading we had heard came from General Moncey, the commandant of Brune's left wing. The enemy between two fires comprised Laudon and those very 200,000 Austrians who by the efforts of the front of Macdonald's left wing on the upper Inn and the upper Adige, and his rapid manoeuvre on the right, had been forced to abandon the Tyrol. They hastened to take refuge near their army of Italy, and found them- selves surrounded and attacked in front and at the rear at the very moment they had hoped to reach it. But Moncey, who was a kind-hearted man, was also of too anxious a nature. His responsibilities excited him too much. This disposition of mind had no doubt been aggravated under the odious government of the Terror which insisted on its generals being victorious, under penalty of losing their heads. Laudon took OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 39 advantage of it; feeling himself caught as it were in a trap, he had recourse to stratagem. He announced to ]\Ioncey the false news of an armistice. Moncey hesitated ; on the one hand, the position of the enemy, retrenched within the Pietra seemed formidable to him, on the other hand, the same south wind which had borne to us the sound of his firing had unfortunately prevented him from hearing ours; so that not knowing we were immediately behind Laudon, he was unaware of the full extent of this general's difficulty, and did not sufficiently distrust him. Aloved at the thought of the bloodshed which would ensue, and having obtained all that he had desired, the conquest of Pietra and cession of Trente, the unfortunate general hesitated no longer, but signed the suspension of arms which was demanded, and the too-lucky Laudon, at the very time when he would have been forced to lay down his arms, profited by this respite, escaping from the valley of the Adige into that of the Brenta, through an almost impracticable defile. The Pietra being thus abandoned and the enemy dispersed, the astonished advance-guard of the army of Italy found itself face to face with ours. jNIoncey, at one and the same moment, perceiving Macdonald, and recognising that he had been the victim of a stratagem of war, that his credulity had caused him to lose one of the most important results of the campaign, and that he would become the laughing-stock of three armies, was confused and humiliated and utterly crushed by his mistake. The same disposition of mind which had led him into the error almost caused him to kill himself in despair. This mystification had entailed on Macdonald the loss of the entire fruits of his adroit and 40 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. difficult mancBuvre; yet he forgot it all to console him. As for Brune, who still openly proclaimed himself a Terrorist, he was less generous: in his anger he replaced Moncey by Davout in the command of the left wing, but Davout nobly refused to take advantage of his misfortune; under the necessity of obeying, although he came to Pietra it was only to place himself under the orders of his unfortunate former comrade. CHAPTER VI. I RALLY TO THE REVOLUTION. MACDONALD, either through foresight, or on account of his haughty and somewhat suspicious character, accused Brune not only of not having seconded his difficult march with sufficient promptitude, but of having purposely defeated its aim by stealing a march upon him in Trente with his left wing. He was, above all, indignant at having been treated merely as one of his lieutenants when he involved him in his armistice. His displeasure even extended to the First Consul. Why had he deceived him as well as the enemy by only giving him 14,000 men, when he had promised him 30.000? Why had he assigned him the least brilliant and the most trying share in these dangers and struggles with the natural difficulties of the under- taking? Why had he, in a manner, placed him under the orders of Brune ? What a humiliation it would have been had he not forestalled in Trente by a few hours, the general's left wing! His inadequate and harassed army would have overcome nothing but the glaciers, and issuing forth devoid of glory, would have been forced to receive from the hands of Brune as a reward of so many hardships this rich cantonment won by a last march of almost fabulous rapidity. 41 42 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP With such dispositions on the part of our chief, one can imagine the quarrelsome and hostile spirit which animated our headquarters. A few days only had sufficed to restore our young troops, when the armistice, a threatening symptom of peace, aroused our impatience, which found vent in a thousand remarks, the impru- dence of which at such a time was not sufficiently taken into consideration. " What could we do with a peace which would only " profit the Director ? Each army would then only have " fought for itself! By what right should his guides, " his guards, his armies of Egypt and Marengo with " their renown in direct rivalry to ours blazon it forth " on their banners above every other ? Would it be " permitted that the conquerors of Naples, of Zurich, and " of Hohenlinden, that Macdonald, Massena, and Moreau "himself, all our generals-in-chief in short, should become "the subjects and the footstool of Bonaparte?" These sentiments, not openly avowed by all, were fermenting in all hearts, inflamed by the most jealous of passions, the love of glory, and envious equality; and the pride of our generals with whom we all united in a feeling of indignation at enforced submission to another general-in-chief, formerly their companion in arms and their equal. Such passions menaced the rising power of the First Consul, and were eagerly fed by every breath borne to us from the capital by private letters and a pernicious press, rousing into being a still more violent passion, which, in addition to the others, especially in the army, excited universal discontent. There, above all, the war of the Revolution had been a war of caste and classes. This plebeian army had OF THE E:\IPER0R NAPOLEON I. 43 there attained glory and position in opposition to the French aristocracy and all the foreign aristocracies, whose patrimony these positions had been from all time. Generals, officers, nearly all dated from 1792. The remembrance of their humiliations under the Monarchy was still alive. Whatever pride and strength they might feel in their illustrious acquisitions, these were yet of recent date, and they had been contested and endangered within a year by the triumphs of the Coalition. They knew that in the eyes of the nobility of the whole of Europe, they were considered only as an army of parvenus, possessing no other right than that of victory. This was where the sting lay. In these days when time has confirmed results, when the fusion has taken place, and the decreasing struggle has altered its nature by being transformed from that of the poor against the rich, or rather that of those who possess nothing against those who possess something, there still remains enough of that jealous distrust to enable one to realize how keen it then was. Into the midst of this burning focus of self-love and self-interest, pride and honour, the news came from Paris of the proposals of the Pretender, the return of the emigres, and their reception at the hands of jNIadame Bonaparte. There was a general outcry. The feeling of irritation became so strong at head- quarters that, for having made an appeal to the national generosity in favour of the most inoffensive of these exiles, I was warned in conversation that I was becoming a suspect, and that my presence in the ranks of my comrades would be intolerable. Such was the general perturbation of mind, the 44 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP germ of which was already perceptible when we learnt the outrage of the 3rd Nivose followed by the transportation of the Terrorists. This criminal attempt had not met with the indignation which it deserved; it had even been made to appear ridiculous, party spirit being so excited. The independent and jealous pride of the chiefs was aroused by this disposition of mind ; it hoped something from it. We know what were the bitter fruits it produced: it was fatal to Moreau four years later; it checked the career of his best lieutenants, and for the space of eight years it arrested that of our general himself Otherwise this was less serious at Trente than at the headquarters of the army of Germany, thanks to the merry life we led there, to the composition of the army, and also to the refined and elegant habits, the noble sentiments, and the constant cheerfulness of Macdonald's happy nature. It was then that I understood the Revolution. For the first time I saw its strongest and deepest roots revealed to the light of day. INIy youthful affections had been wounded by the passions which surrounded me, they thrust me back upon myself, self-contained as I already was by nature, and rendered my position most difficult, but the situation was not altogether unprofitable. In the midst of this plebeian army so justly proud of itself, I was able to gauge the double folly of royalist and above all aristocratic pertinacity: the first under the Republican banners seeming to me a treachery; whilst, as to the second, I felt amongst so many older, more experienced, and wiser warriors than myself, that these exclusive pretensions of birth were not only dangerous, but even unjust and OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 45 ridiculous. From that moment I accepted the Revo- lution as an accomplished fact, founded on right, demanding our adherence as a matter of good sense and equity, in the best interests of our country and even those of the old nobility itself Having once acquired this conviction, traced out this route, and chosen this part, I remained constant to it ; I desired to serve it, by drawing with me old France, that is to say, the greatest number of nobles possible, so as to hasten the fusion, and prevent the possibility from henceforth of any return to the pro- scriptions of the Convention and the Directorate. This idea took strong hold of me, and from that moment it has persistently inspired my intercourse, my actions, and even my simplest words. This was especially the case when, by way of encouraging myself in a course in which all the actors had changed parts, I used constantly to count over and recapitulate the names of colonels and generals of the old nobility who, in spite of the proscriptions, were then serving in the line regiments of the army and who should strengthen my position in it. These were Cau- laincourt, d'Hautpoul, Grouchy, PuUy, Rochambeau, dTIillicrs, Macdonald, etc., etc. ; I only forgot one of them, the one to whom I owed my own call, and who was soon to become our most powerful protector. I mean the First Consul ! But through the inconsistent impulses natural to my age, blindly yielding to the influence of the atmosphere around me, I saw in him nought but a temporary usurper, my general's enemy and that of Moreau, who was shortly to be overwhelmed by the weight of universal hatred. For all that, this dominating idea of mine may appear 46 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP somewhat deep-rooted and tenacious to have emanated from the brain of a young sub-lieutenant of twenty. But it must be borne in mind that I felt isolated and almost a suspect; I was poor, dreamy, and pas- sionate ; ultra sensitive as far as concerned both myself and others; constantly observing them and myself, judging them after my own pattern, and fancying that I was much more an object of observation than was really the case. My mode of life at Trente was economical, prudent, and studious. My inclination to take everything seri- ously, my deeply impressionable nature which neces- sitated some management, without causing me to fall out with my comrades, yet kept me aloof from them. One of them only the other day was reminding me that they had seen nothing in this studiously busy isolation of mine beyond a marked taste, nay, a strange and precocious passion for work, which they respected even while complaining of it; so that in the midst of a thousand pleasures and frivolities which the armistice left these excitable and lively youths — perhaps rather too fond of play — the leisure to indulge in, my only pursuit by day was study, and my only amusement by night was to play chess with a Colonel Dimbowski, an old Pole who was a master of the game and whose sole endeavour was to teach me enough to render me able to hold my own against him. INIy studies for- tunately trended in the right direction, either through the influence of General Dumas and that of my father's letters, or from a feeling of shame at my own ignorance concerning the spirit, the aim, the localities and events appertaining to our campaign. At that time we were all lodged together in the OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 47 vast Gothic palace of the Bishop of Trente. I got Macdonald to entrust me with his correspondence, and his instructions to his generals, M'hich I used to carry- off to my third story, where, once again fired by m}'- early passion for work (though now for a more posi- tive and useful object), I seriously embarked on my double career of soldier and historian. I used to make extracts from all these documents; I steeped myself in their essence, which helped me to the understanding of the questions I would put to our chiefs, and a thorough survey and study of the plan of campaign. Having got thus far, and our departure drawing nigh, I carefully packed up my precious treasures, little thinking how soon I should have occasion to make use of my work at Copenhagen ; that later on it would see the light in Paris, and be one of the very means which caused me to be selected to serve on the spe- cial private staff of Bonaparte. So far was I then from seeking to attach myself to this great man, that I did not even desire to do so. His actions, nevertheless, should even then have revealed him to me as the protector and reconciler, whose powerful succouring hand might alone draw together and amalgamate the old and new elements of French society. But at my age, without a guiding light or mentor, I could not do otherwise than go astray. Where is the sub-lieutenant of twenty who reads or cares to read the daily publications? Yet at that age one rashly begins to write a literary work without any preconceived plan, in the same way that one forms an opinion, or even takes a part in the politics of the day, on hearsay, without reflecting on the consequences. This study was more difficult in the army than any- 48 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. where else. vSo that when, after the Peace of Lune- ville, I, being the young-est, was left behind with orders to escort the guard and baggage of General Macdon- ald's headquarters to Lyons, across the upper part of Italy, I was in utter ignorance of the events which were even then taking place in France. CHAPTER VII. I ACCOMPANY MACDONALD ON HIS EMBASSY TO DENMARK. THE generals-in-chief who had returned to France, at the time of the peace, had been obhged to descend from the heights of command, and could with difficulty reconcile themselves to this species of downfall : they endured impatiently the rapidly growing supremacy of one amongst them who had formerly been their comrade and their equal. They criticised and blamed everything loudly, especially the Concordat. This spirit of revolt was beginning to extend even as far as to the Consular Guard which Lannes commanded. The discontented pride of these generals was ever growing, and it increased by the support of many war- riors, whose fame, proceeding almost entirely from the north, felt itself aggrieved by the more popular glory of the south, which clung to those who had conquered under Bonaparte. Thence resulted two rival camps — two armies which were almost enemies. Following on the perils of a foreign war, which had been overcome, arose the necessity of forestalling those of this jealous rivalry in our own ranks — this smouldering intestine war. With this aim in view, especially in the case of Moreau, honours were bestowed, praise lavished, and fiimily 49 A 50 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP alliances set on foot; in fact, every kindly means of conciliation was made use of; but this general's oppo- sition has already been seen. With the others, for instance Bernadotte, St. Cyr, Brune, Augereau, and Macdonald, Napoleon employed more efficacious means. Missions of various kinds, some warlike, others both warlike and diplomatic scattered them abroad. Berna- dotte was sent out in command of the armies of the west, and to St. Cyr was given the command in Spain of the French Division which had been sent out against Portugal. Lannes and Brune were dispatched, the one as ambassador to Lisbon and the other to Constantinople. As for Macdonald, whose free and sarcastic speech, whose proud and independent character, and whose friendly relations with Moreau rendered him somewhat of an obstacle, even before his return to France in the early months of iSoi, he was destined for Denmark. Denmark held the key of the Baltic. By virtue of its position as an advance post of the armed neutrality of the kings of the North which was threatened by the English fleet, and determined to defend itself, it demanded a general from us. Macdonald's mission to this distant court was therefore represented to him as being less of a diplomatic than of a military nature. He was to carry to this extremity of Europe the glory of the French arms, and his aides-de-camp, his staff, and his engineers and artillery officers were to accompany him to the spot. Macdonald only accepted this mission on the condition that he should be called back as soon as it ceased to be of a warlike nature, consequently having immediately started from Trente for Paris by way of Verona, Milan and Turin, he left me orders, as the youngest of his aides-de-camp, to bring back OF THE EjNIPEROR NAPOLEON I. 51 to France his headquarters and two companies of infantry and cavalry which were to escort it. Fortune thus favoured me, in that during my first year of service, I had seen the south-east of France, Switzerland, the South of Germany and the whole of the Alps; I was now going to see the north of Italy; I had taken part in a great battle, in the war of the plains, in that of the mountains; finally, I was only returning to Paris to leave it again, and to see, in a two-fold aspect, the east of France and the north of Europe, On my arrival in Milan I paid a visit to General Moncey who was the commander-in-chief there, and I found his appearance was quite in harmony with his position. He had a grand bearing, was of fine stature, with a noble countenance, and grave and stately manners. To this exterior aspect, however, and a noble heart was joined a mind ever over-anxious ; caring too much for the praise or blame of others, he over-rated those who opposed him, so that he added to his real difficulties by having to encounter those he created for himself in his adversary. I am still astonished when I think of the longevity of this marshal, that his anxious disposition and irritable conscience, which the least responsibility excited beyond expression, should not have worn out his life. A breath, a trifle, put him into a fever. He was in that condition at this very moment, notwithstanding the general esteem in which he was held, and the favour of the First Con- sul; and this was due not only to the recollection of his unfortunate armistice of Pietra, but also, in spite of the Treaty of Luneville, to the anxieties of a command which, however, had become of quite a pacific nature. A quarter-of-an -hour's conversation thoroughly revealed 52 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP to me this uncomfortable condition of mind, which never gave him an instant's peace. I was astonished at it then, and forty-one years afterwards, I cannot understand how, perpetually a prey to such wearing emotions, it was possible that he could still be in existence ! A year after my first departure, during the second fortnight in May, I returned to Paris and found myself once more with my family. The return of summer, coincident with my own, had driven my former set out of Paris. This was one difficulty the less for me; the trial, however, would in any case have been of short duration, for on arrival I received the order to be ready to start off again. I heard that Macdonald, on his return to Trente, passing by Nevers, had learnt there the assassination of Paul L, and the disaster of the Danish fleet, burnt by Nelson in the roadstead of Copenhagen, and of the forced submission which had been the consequence ; that fancying his mission was then without an object, he had considered himself released from it ; but that Napoleon had persevered, alleging as a pretext, the possibility of arousing from this double disaster the armed neutrality of the kings of the North ; and that, in order to decide him to go to Denmark, he had held out the flattering bait, after a short stay in this post, of the ambassadorship of vSt. Petersburg. Macdonald already w^as at great expense, busy with the necessary preparations for so important a destination. The First Consul, who never neglected the slightest detail, had remembered the brilliant reputation which my father had left behind him at the court of the great Catharine : and he insisted that I should be diplomatically attached to this embassy. On June i st I received my nomination ; and soon after,. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 53 in the capacity of junior attache and aide-de-camp, I started with jMacdonald. It would have been impossible to present for the first time to the north of Europe a more illustrious or worthy representative of the pure glory of the arms of the Republic. This journey was a continual triumph for Macdonald, in which we had even more than our proper share. The multitude pressed after us on every occasion; Macdonald showed himself generous even to prodigality, above all, towards any needy Frenchman whom he met on his way. We saw Leipsic, Dresden, and Pilnitz, that celebrated starting-point of the war of the Revolution. We were presented to the Elector, a worthy prince, though of a methodical character, so much the slave of etiquette that it follow^ed him, so they said, into the very interior of his palace, even into the arms of the Electress ! We used to make a joke of it then : our native revolutionary thoughtlessness and want of method made merry over the superabundance of it possessed by this people ; to-day, some of us may think it would have been better had we been more like them. We may even regret that we did not possess those wise, regular, and orderly habits which the difference in our national characters does not allow of our imitating. We were detained some days in Berlin. I there received from the princes and princesses of this court, and still more explicitly from many of their followers, much testimony to the deep esteem in which they held my father, his history of the late King of Prussia (truthful though it was), and the expression of their regrets that this prince had followed opposite coun- sels to those which my father had tendered him during his last diplomatic mission. It may be remembered 54 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP that this mission had preceded the war of 1792, which it had not been able to prevent. Concerning the non-success of their first campaign, one of the former aides-de-camp of this deceased monarch endeavoured to make excuses for it in this wise : according to him, the orders given to the Duke of Brunswick had not been carried out. Frederick William II. had not intended at Valmy to stop short at a mere cannonading. His idea had been to attack and engage the enemy. But the Duke of Brunswick, remembering only too well that the king had been his pupil, had paid no heed to his instructions. This officer also owned to me that, misled by our emigres, they had only expected a mere military march, in the course of which the various inhabitants, and our army itself, should have hastened to rally round the Prussian flag. He thus accounted for the fatal proclamation of the Duke, the disappointment of this general, and the discouragement which had resulted from it. Our sojourn in Denmark, lasted for six whole months. But Macdonald in each dispatch renewed the demand for his recall, in the last clamouring for it so imperiously that it was obliged to be conceded. This sojourn, however, worked for my good ; it even exercised over my future a fortunate, unexpected, and decided influence. If I allude to this with complacence I beg to be excused. These details overbalance the futile reputation which I had gained by the songs which I used to scribble heedlessly on the margin of the archives of our legation, and which did not bear favourable testimony to any serious pursuit of study. At the age of twenty, little excuse is perhaps needed for some frivolous amusement in the midst of real OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 55 work; but my own self love, and the necessity of leaving a good example behind, induce me to say that it would have been wrong to judge by appearances only ; that in reality I employed my time satisfactorily, and if the result had been more fortunate than I had any reason to expect, at any rate I deserved it to a certain extent. In the daytime, with Macdonald and elsewhere, at table or in society, I used to seek the society of the most famous people, Hstening to them, and asking them as many questions as my youth war- ranted, thus trying to collect as many notions as possible on the country, the things and the men amongst whom I found myself; then at night, before setting to work on my summary, I would joyfiilly enrich my note-book with the booty which I had been acquiring. I did even more; having once begun my hoard, I became greedy; using every effort to add to it. I even dared to carry my ignorance to the most distinguished savants. The professors, amongst them a Frenchman and the celebrated Nybourg himself, treated me with indulgence. This savant who was pallid, ill, and enfeebled by hard work, had already nearly lost his sight; the least light dazzled him. It was, therefore, when night put a stop to his work that I used to seek him out to converse with him. I would enter, groping my way to his inner den, where I could hardly see him by the feeble light of a solitary candle, in the midst of folios and dusty IMSS. which surrounded him, and with which his room was crowded. Our conver- sations would sometimes distract his attention from them, and this intercourse was good for both of us; I acquired scientific instruction from it, while he gained rest: which was what each of us needed. 56 MEMOIRS OF AN' AIDE-DE-CAMP Up to this time the news of our successes and reverses had exercised a remarkable influence on this cold and distant people. The Danish Government had thought it best to give way to it. Should we succeed, the astute Bernstorf would slig'htly loosen the reins on the neck of the people ; should the Coalition get the upper hand, he would gently tighten the curb. Nevertheless, the tastefor our Revolution in this country had been so keen, and had so blinded their discernment, that during the Terror, Robespierre, not only in the eyes of the Danish bourgeoisie, but even amongst the aristo- crats and the Duchess of Augustenburg herself, had passed for a great man ! His discourses had been read with enthusiasm : his victims had been condemned as justly-punished traitors, his downfall had been lamented ! However gross may have been this error it was a long time before the people saw more clearly. In looking over my notes, I find in addition to these observations — several of which are now out of date — some more trivial anecdotes on the mental state of the reigning king, who, however, reigned as little over his kingdom as over himself; his senses were not quite adrift, but he had unshipped the rudder which had guided them. His nonsense was sometimes rather funny. It was told of him that one day leaning up against a chair in the family circle, after having contemplated them all in silence, he suddenly exclaimed : " It must " really be confessed that we form a charming party. *' My daughter is bandy-legged ; my son is exactly like "an albino; my brother is a hunchback; m}^ sister "squints; and I am a madman!" Then extending his observations to the then reigning sovereigns: "For " the matter of that, " he continued, " my more distant OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 57 " family connections are not much better ; my cousin " George of England is the most demented man in his " kingdom ; my brother Paul of Russia has a touch of " it, I think ; my colleague of Naples is not much better ; " my little cousin of Sweden promises to be as bad ; and " to return to myself, I am about the maddest of the " lot;" then, noticing that one of his courtiers was clasp- ing his hands and lifting his eyes to Heaven: "Well,. " what do you expect from that? You will not deceive " the One above and may as well leave Him alone, " he added. There had been some scandal about the wife of his brother (who was, as we have seen, a puny and mis- shapen prince,) and a courtier of herculean stature. The latter one evening felt a smart tap on his shoul- der, upon which he turned round. " I beg your par- " don, " cried the king, bursting out laughing ; " but I " reall}^ took you for my own brother ! " Other scandal-mongers accused the Prince Royal of sacrificing too much to his military position, but of only bringing to bear on this expensive mania the restricted views of a corporal. It is true that in the frequent reviews which we witnessed we had often seen the prince, who was otherwise very good- natured, get into a rage with his grenadiers, abuse and even beat them, then himself taking a place in the ranks, mark step with his cane over his shoulder, and make himself a perfect laughing-stock. One day when ho was submitting to his father's approbation and explaining to him the economy of a plan of financial reform, the king, without answering, got up and began gravely to march up and down with his cane over his shoulder, saying: "Right, left! right, left!" then, 58 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP Stopping in front of his son : " That's the kind of thing that is too expensive, sir!" he retorted; however, as the prince insisted, the king gave way; but recognis- ing that his son was as mad as himself, he signed " Christian and Company. " On October iith, Colonel Duroc, an aide-de-camp of Bonaparte, arrived. His mission was to Berlin and St. Petersburg principally, then Stockholm and Copenhagen. My wish to add to the contents of my note-book led me to seek him out without any ulterior idea. The young men of those days accustomed to risk everything for glory, and living in the midst of new and rapidly-rising reputations and constant illus- trious self-sacrifices, either Royalist or Republican, were not self-interested. I was like them in this respect, and even more so owing to the family conditions in which I had been brought up, and had no ambition beyond that of being highly considered. On this occasion I thought of nothing but winning the esteem of this individual. His reserved and scrutinizing attitude gave me little encouragement at first; besides I looked, and w^as, so young then that he did not notice me much amongst so many older people; but it happened for- tunately on the second day of his arrival, that amidst a small circle to whom Duroc had addressed some questions upon the Danish fleet and army, I alone was able to answer them. Thereupon, either from curiosity or surprise, he continued by taking me aside and entering into conversation ; when, as may well be believed, I was not backward in exhibiting my new acquirements. The result was that Duroc sought me out in his turn; and that, flattered by his notice, I offered him a note of all the information I OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 59 had collected which would be likely to render his mis- sion more effectual, and which he accepted. On the day of his departure, October 15th, I guessed by the manner in which he wished me good-bye, and by the friendliness of the officer who accompanied him, and who pressed me to join him very soon in Paris and enter the Guides regiment in which he was a captain, that I had acquired the esteem and friend- ship of the illustrious traveller, I, however, soon forgot this, seeing in the incident nothing beyond the desire of rendering himself generally agreeable ; but I had made more way than I thought, and this interview was fated to exercise the most powerful influence on my destiny. Duroc had carried away a pleasing and even affectionate remembrance of our meeting, a feeling which he lost no time in imparting to the First Consul and which was not to be subse- quently effaced. Such is the importance of creating a favourable first impression ; a success which a studious youth easily acquires on account of the surprise which is inspired by the contrast of a steady desire for work at an age when pleasure is more attractive, and to the indulgence which is naturally extended to youth. Not having anticipated any special results, I returned on his departure to my habitual life of quiet observation, without knowing that it had already borne all possible fruit. Aly thoughts too, were soon to be entirely centred in iho news of a sad and unexpected loss : this was the death of the Marechal de Segur, my grandfather, who was taken from us on October 8th, 1801, by a fit of the gout. Macdonald, however, more and more disgusted with his new career, could see no 6o MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. object in his mission but his own removal from the capital ; and in truth it had no other. Thus on September 5th, 1 80 1, irritated by the evasions by which Talleyrand responded to his demands for a recall, he wrote him a rude and threatening letter, which needlessly occasioned a complete breach ; for the minister, in a dispatch dated the previous night (December 4th), had at last sent him his letters of recall. These he received on December i oth and at once acted on them ; leaving Copenhagen on the 23rd he brought us back in the first month of 1S02 to Paris, where Duroc had only preceded us by some weeks. CHAPTER VIIL I AM ENTRUSTED WITH A MISSION TO THE KING OF SPAIN. IN the midst of the first feeling of melancholy plea- sure with which I revisited my people for the second time after our cruel loss, my six months' absence, and my trying voyage at such a bad time of year, I per- ceived that my father, Macdonald, and the First Consul had determined no longer to look upon me as a soldier. I saw that my letters, my observations of the country which I had just left, and, above all, the kind report of Duroc, my rank of junior attache, and my father's own renown as a diplomatist, had caused me to be con- sidered for the future as marked out for that career. It was opposed to my own inclinations and the general feeling of the day, to the impressions which I had received from the example of jNIacdonald, and the , attraction which the career of arms had always had for me from my childhood. Having, therefore, made my choice between my two commissions of junior attache and sub-lieutenant, when Macdonald joined us for the purpose of paying our homage to the Plrst Consul, I begged him to introduce me only in my position of aide-de-camp to Bonaparte. Oi ^2 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP But he took no notice of it; and when my turn came I was introduced as a junior attache. This took place in the chamber now known as the Throne-room in the Tuileries, Bonaparte stopped short on hearing my name coupled with the designation of junior attache and looked at me fixedly and his coun- tenance which was grave that day assumed a bene- volent aspect as he answered : " Yes, I know that he shows much promise. " But although I saw this great man for the first time at close quarters, I was not so dazzled as I might have been, on account of the hostile sentiments held at headquarters, and having made up my mind not to tie myself in any way, I ventured to contradict him and answered, " Citizen Consul, if I show any promise, it is not for diplomacy, but for the military career." This boldness surprised and dis- pleased him : being then all for peace and negotiations, it ran counter to his views for me ; he resumed his severe aspect and in a blunt and abrupt manner rudely turning his back upon me, answered : " Very well ! you will have to wait for war." As may be imagined, I came away from this audience with a very poor opinion of the kind feeling of the First Consul. But that was not all ; we were descending the grand double staircase which the Swiss Guards defended on August loth, now no longer in existence, when Macdonald, who never missed an occasion for a joke, stopped short and turned round to compliment me on " my successful " debut with General Bonaparte, and the speedy " promotion which such a favourable reception should " lead me to expect. " I replied that he was the cause of it, having against my wish introduced me as a junior OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEOX I. 63 attache ; but that I consoled myself for this misfortune because it kept me attached to his person. " Not at all," he answered, "I cannot keep you; the regulations only allow me three aides-de-camp, and you make the fourth." Then becoming serious, as he saw me overwhelmed by this unexpected blow, he added: " Never mind ; till something better turns up I will attach you to Beurnonville. " He was his friend, and I made no objection, but I felt annoyed because I saw in this an underhanded means of binding me to a diplomatic career which Beurnonville himself then preferred to that of arms. In this false position I employed my leisure in the studies necessary to my position, and in correcting my precis of the campaign of the Grisons which I had been urged to publish. On the other hand, finding myself once more amidst my old set, I tried to cultivate it at the same time as the new ; but there had never been any real fusion ; they were still two inimical camps and more antagon- istic than ever. In spite of the advances of INIadame Bonaparte, the generous and conciliatory policy of the First Consul, and our own example, the old aristocracy, still rooted in the past and entrenched in hatred and disdain, only lived on its recollections, and fed itself with vain hopes. Everything was an obstacle, both in form and idea, everything jarred between the world that the Revolution had created and the society of the ancien regime. The latter was accustomed to look upon as paramount all the little refinements of good society, the exquisite politeness of conventional forms and ceremonies, and the urbanity, grace, and indefinable charm, whose 64 INIEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP distinctive and minute shades characterized the social code of the women of a former day. To these refined manners of the old society, the unformed and boorish ways of the men of the new were alien and intolerable; that alone, without the overturning ot rank, power, and fortunes would have rendered any amalgamation impracticable. One should not therefore be astonished that this former society chose to include the First Consul, and the remarkable men with whom he was surrounded, in its general aversion for the revolutionaries whom he had brought to their bearings. The army itself was included. Its immortal deeds were in their eyes but ephemeral accidents or mere triumphs of brute force ; a kind of barbaric, false, and illegitimate glory, and the honours acquired by this glor}^ a usurpation of ancient and imprescriptible rights. These were the very natural sentiments held by the remain- der of this cruelly decimated part}^ which, with no following, was still animated by this spirit of caste, the most persistent of all forms of party spirit on account of its close ties of society and family, its hereditary habits of domination and punctilious code of honour, its pride and its exclusive pretensions which had become a second nature made up of all those passions which act the most powerfully on the heart of man. This is not a criticism of the aristocracy ; rather would it be its eulogy, provided it were not exclusive and as much as possible kept pace with the times. In fact what other body so old, so cruelly vanquished and dispersed, would have been able to remain as faithful and constant to its traditions, and present so inflexible a resistance to such great misfortunes! OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 65 As for me, with the strong conviction that this resistance was as unjust as it was out of place, having broken from them and seeking a standpoint elsewhere I made a very bad choice: whether in my indignation at their rebuffs and at the reception of the First Consul, or from a spirit of military camaraderie, intensified by the republican hostility against Bonaparte of Macdonald and Moreau, under whom I had first seen service, I became almost a revolutionary. Neither the advice of my father, his nomination to the Legislative Assembly on January 31st, 1802, the lieutenant's com- mission which I received on April 5th, nothing of this could at first win me over again. Paris was then full of various army staffs, impatient of their inactivity and irritated by what they called the dictation and the usvirpation of the First Consul. They dubbed as anti-revolutionary the measures in favour of the emigres and the re-establishment of Catholic worship. I listened to their outcry without sufficiently disap- proving its bad tendency ; on April 8th, in Notre Dame I witnessed their indignation at the Te Deum being sung for the Concordat which had been signed eight months before. I did not sufficiently protest on that occasion against the reply of Delmas to Bonaparte: " Yes, a fine monkery indeed ! It is a pity that it was short of a million of men who got killed to destroy just what you are endeavouring to bring back again ! " The brutal impertinences which several of the other generals permitted themselves to utter in the Tuileries and even within ear-shot of Bonaparte, displeased me to a certain extent, but did not sufficiently excite my disgust; I must admit also that in the cathedral my attitude was not the least irreverent of any; I even 5 66 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP remember, on the return of the procession which passed by the Palais Royal near a group of officers amongst whom I was standing, the contemptuous airs with which we acknowledged the many salutations of the First Consul, and which certainly were not calculated to please him. In my position, and with the aim I had in view, all this was absurd. A coarse remark of Moreau had the effect of first opening my eyes to the false step which I had taken. Calling on him one morning in the Rue d'Anjou-St.-Honore, when Grenier, Lecourbe, and he were conversing upon the French army in the time of Louis XV., I was listening to his remarks, ordinary as they were, (for his speech, like his manner, was very common,) as if they were oracles, when either forgetting or choosing to ignore my descent, he spoke in filthy and contemptuous terms of all the generals of the ancient regime without any exception. This insulting slight caused me to colour up. I was even then wearing mourning for my courageous grandfather, and retired immediately, all the more indignant because it was impossible for me to make any reply to this abusive brutality. I never saw this general again until curiosity led me to one of the cross-examinations which he was undergoing at the Temple, but though still very indig- nant with him, I had sufficient consideration for his disgrace not to let him perceive me. There was nothing of that kind to fear from Beur- nonville or Macdonald, still on my return home I could not help comparing this hostile scurrility with the grandeur of soul of Napoleon, who had taken advantage of the fete of July 14th, 1801, to collect the scattered OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 67 remains of Turenne and celebrate their reception in the InvaHdes. His efforts to rehabihtate and to rally around him all the proscribed persons who had fallen victims to the revolutionary government were brought under my notice; but even more to the point, I was reminded that during my sojourn in Denmark, having learnt that my grandfather, from whom he had received his first commission, was living in great poverty, he alleviated the hardships of his last days by a pension, and when the old warrior went to the Tuileries to thank the First Consul, he was splendidly received, Bonaparte actually going to meet him. During their short interview he treated him with the utmost deference, going as far as the head of the staircase with him, and insisting that the guard should present arms and the drums beat, so that the full military honours might be given to him which w^ere due to the then abolished rank of marshal ! So great a contrast of petty meanness and ill-will with the generous consi- deration and marks of esteem shown to my grandfather and to our aristocratic renown, profoundly touched my wounded soul. My eyes were opened. I recognised in Bonaparte the true support I had been seeking, which seemed to present itself for the succour and possible rehabilitation of the remnant of the society of former days. Nevertheless, tired of my uselessness and feeling myself in disgrace with Napoleon for my anti-diplomatic prejudices, I had just demanded active work in my new rank in the 1 9th regiment of dragoons commanded by Caulain court, when I learnt that the First Consul was furious against him on account of a plot which had been set on foot in this very regiment in relation to the Concordat. It was a false report, 68 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP but had been received as a true one, in consequence of which, a squadron of this corps composed of the malcontents was on the point of being sent to San Domingo. At that juncture I received a note from Duroc dated the 4th Prairial of the year X (May 24th, 1802). He begged me to go to Malmaison at midday as the First Consul was anxious to see me. I was to be introduced by the aide-de-camp on duty, as Duroc was sorry that he was obliged to be absent and therefore could not undertake to present me himself. Certainly there was nothing in such a communication to alarm me, but young and vivid imaginations are subject to see things in a certain light and are not always remarkable for good sense. I fancied, insignificant as I was, that the coincidence of my request to enter the i gth regiment with the breaking out of the spirit of sedition in that regiment had drawn upon me the anger of Bonaparte. I therefore arrived at Malmaison with the conviction that I should be severely reprimanded to begin with, and then threatened or ordered to take my departure for San Domingo. My surprise may be imagined when on the contrary, after a truly paternal reception, I could perceive nought but the most fascinating benevolence imprinted on the features of this great conqueror which had appeared to me so formidable at the Tuileries ; and when I heard his voice, which had seemed so rough, say in an accent as sweet as a caress, " that " he was going to give me a mission in Spain in conse- " quence of the satisfactory reports that he had received " of me, that I should have ostensibly to deliver a letter " to the king from him and one to the ' Prince de la " Paix ' which should be done in secret, without General OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 69 " St. Cyr, our ambassador, knowing anything about it, " these two individuals not being on friendly terms ; but "for the rest, Citizen Talleyrand would give me all " necessary instructions, " Then walking up and down with me once or twice the length of the long study which looked upon the garden and the court-yard of the castle, and ran the entire wddth of the building, he added several kindly words as to the confidence he reposed in me, and sent me away with the same air of amiability with which he had received me. On my arrival at Malmaison I was like a hedge-hog, only thinking of defending myself; when I left I was astonished, charmed, and enthusiastic. The next day I was still more astonished when M. de Talleyrand,, in giving me my instructions, my dispatches, and my passport presented me with 10,000 francs. I had never possessed more than my month's pay, which had always been anticipated, in spite of the economy which my position imposed upon me. It was a far cry from Madrid to Copenhagen where I had been formerly. My sojourn in the one capital, however, was the road by which I reached the other. However great the distance and contrast of climate, it seemed to me less than the difference of character and habits in these two peoples. My journey too was full of incidents and accidents which I had no right to attribute to chance alone. We all knew very well that the esteem of the First Consul could only be won on two conditions ; success and promptitude. I there- fore spared neither money nor health to accomplish my task quickly and well, but at my age and with my character the one was easier than the other. So that if I could not reproach myself on the score of speed, yo MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP we shall see that as far as concerned the result of my mission, its success was due entirely to chance. I found Madrid almost deserted; the Court was at Aranjuez on the Tagus. I at once betook myself there to call on General St. Cyr, our ambassador. This general's appearance was in harmony with his already famous military renown : tall, and manly, with a serious and noble countenance, and manners of a calm and imposing simplicity. He received me with cold dignity and presented me the next day to the King and the Queen. Their reception of me was gracious and even flattering on the part of the Queen ; and on that of the King, although somewhat measured and studied as well as incisive, just what I should have expected from the good nature of a sportsman King who was, however, a chaste, pious, honest, and benevolent prince, though without any education, and entirely g'overned by his wife and by Godoi his favourite, an individuali who was so obnoxious to the whole of Spain that, from that moment, he and the Queen sought refuge from his hatred in the powerful friendship of the First Consul. Godoi' was not present at this audience, perhaps because St. Cyr was. I had not been informed that this general, of austere virtue, of inflexible principle, and most exemplary disinterestedness, except where mili- tary glory was concerned, detested the favourite. For the matter of that, my secret instructions might have told me as much; and Napoleon, who was more politic than his ambassador, was not, like him, above making use of this inevitable intermediary to attach Spain to the destinies of France. As for me, in haste to deliver Napoleon's mysterious OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 7 I letter to this " Prince of Peace, " * on the very next day I issued forth early from my lodgings, the first which, since my arrival in Spain, I had not found utterly intolerable. But by an unheard-of thoughtlessness, while wishing to accomplish discreetly this secret part of my mission, I chose the very hour, the very place, and garb which could not fail to attract attention to my proceedings. It would have been but a necessary precaution to go at night, wearing a dress coat, at the time when I might find the prince alone ; instead of which it was in broad day, in my uniform, and at a public audience that I presented myself at this favourite's residence. It was only when I found myself in a long gallery, in the midst of a crowd of applicants, that I became conscious of my oversight, but there w^as no time to repair it. The prince was absent. During a mortal half-hour of suspense I remained there as if caught in a trap, cursing my folly, and trying to slink unnoticed through the crowd; not daring to look anybody in the face and fearing that amongst these strangers some Frenchman might accost me, imagining that all eyes were fixed on the sorry figure which I cut, and on my unlucky uniform. However, what I had so ill begun I finished better, that is to say more fortunately than I deserved. Growing bolder, I slipped through the crowd to the door by which the prince must enter, and seeing a valet de chambrc there, I decided on announcing who I was in a whisper to him, with * "The Treaty of Basle (July 22) which does credit to the good sense of Godo), won for him the honorary title of 'Prince of Peace', the only title which he ever really deserved." [Translator's Note.) 72 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP the result that as soon as Godoi arrived, I was ushered alone into his presence. I remember that the room in which he received me was bare of furniture, but filled with a remarkable display of boots and shoes of all kinds. He was a man with a round, good-looking but insignificant face, tall and vigorous in stature for this country, but already tending to fatness. I found very little dignity in his manner, he gave me the kind ot reception that one grants to the emissary of a patron. In his lavish civilities, he invited me to dine with him that very day, but being now very much alive to my imprudence, which was causing me inward qualms, I pointed out to him that such an invitation must reveal our interview, and that to keep the secret it would be much better that I should appear to be a perfect stranger to him. Understanding this necessity, he accepted my excuses. As there was no other issue from the room than the one by which I had entered, I was obliged to appear for the second time in the long audience chamber whence I made my escape by quickly losing myself in the crowd and edging towards the door; then taking a roundabout way to get home. I hastened to divest myself of the tell-tale uniform and helmet which I had so imprudently elected to wear. From that moment and during the whole week that I was waiting at Aranjuez for the answer to my dis- patches, anxious and aghast, I do not believe that Machiavelli himself would have thought of so many subterfuges and insidious ways and words by which I endeavoured to find out if our ambassador had any suspicion of my ill-planned visit; with this end in view OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 73 I used to ask him, or ask others in his presence, a thousand questions about the appearance of this prince as if I had never seen him; I feigned only to know him through the general's eyes, and to share all the aversion with which the favourite inspired him. In this constant state of anxiety, fearing any moment to find that the ambassador had learnt my unlucky interview, I used to come back again to make sure almost as soon as I had left him. This was very nearly the means by which it was found out. One day, while out walking together we met this object of my constant fear riding in his carriage: the enmity between the favourite and the general had then reached such a pitch that they were no longer even on bowing terms, when behold the prince, with his head out of the window, flourishing his hand to me in the most friendly manner! At this, vSt. Cyr, utterly astonished, eagerly wanted to know what it meant, and I, feigning even greater surprise than himself, pretended and affirmed that the salutation which I took care not to acknowledge, could not possibly be meant for me, inwardly cursing the prince the whole time. After all these hypocritical efforts on my part, my consternation can easily be imagined when St. Cyr the next day receiving me with much composure of manner, began to question me concerning a part of my instruc- tions, which, ho said, I had kept secret from him. At these words, fancying that my duplicity had been unmasked and my mission defeated, I felt as if my blood was turning to water. But I managed to contain myself in spite of my extreme anxiety, affecting the most ingenuous astonishment, and begging him to explain himself, as if it were a matter of impossibiHty to know what he meant. It was lucky I did so, for in real- 74 l^IEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP ity neither of us had understood the other, I perceived this as soon as he owned that he had suspected me of an understanding with Lucien Bonaparte, and of having been entrusted with secret communications for the secretary of this brother of the First Consul of whose presence at Aranjuez I was completely ignorant. Re- lieved of an immense burden, and delighted to find the ambassador so far from the right track, I felt so strong in being able to tell the truth, and denied this erroneous imputation with such convincing eagerness that St. Cyr restored me to his full confidence. It was thus that I atoned for the thoughtless act which I had committed, but my success cost me some- thing, nevertheless. I had been so preoccupied by it, that giving way too much to the discontented ambas- sador, so as to deceive him the better, I was led to neglect proper forms and ceremonies as he did: con- sequently he sent me off, not only without taking leave of the Prince but of the King himself, so that I did not receive the valuable present which, according to custom, he would have bestowed upon me. I gave this up without regret; but what was much worse was to have lost such an opportunity of studying this Court, of putting myself into communication with the favourite, of investing my journey with more importance, and of leaving behind me at Aranjuez a better impression of my tact. One of my instructions had thus cost me more than it need have done, but eager minds possess the great drawback that having once thrown themselves into an undertaking they are only able to see one side of it. But I had unconsciously given myself a great deal too much trouble. My usual good-luck did not need OF THE E:MPER0R NAPOLEON I. 75 all these out-of-the-way precautions from which my conscience and my self-love still suifer. We are told that there is a Providence for drunkards, the same, I think, holds good as regards youth, which is an intoxication of another kind; my good-luck had served me to the extent that in this great audience of the " Prince of Peace " I had not been noticed by any agents of our embassy; because the uniform which I had chosen so inopportunely to weJir was fortunately a dragoon uni- form exactly resembling that of the same branch of the service in the Spanish army; so that with my oval face, and my dark hair and complexion, I had probably been taken for a Spanish ofiicer. On my return, which was even more rapid than my journey out, I noticed among other things the sensation that the name of Bonaparte produced in this foreign country, the mere sound of it causing all obstacles to vanish, and all gates to fly open, even those of the Spanish custom-house! In its substance, and its results, my mission had been prosperous, and satisfactory to the First Consul. He asked me very few questions, which was again fortunate, for I had not made sufficient preparation by brief but well digested notes to be able to give my replies desirable weight. This should never be neglected in such cases, as a matter of conscience, for the greater good of the mission in the first place, and one's own subsequently. However this may be, on the second occasion when I saw Napoleon, at one of those public audiences in the Tuileries which used to follow his frequent reviews : " You have accomplished your mission well and quickly," he said kindly ; " take a holiday and don't worry your- self; you shall yet make the tour of Europe!" 76 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. I had not long to wait, it is true, for a new mark of his good-will. But during that short time I was very near forfeiting it by the publication of my Precis of the campaign of the Grisons, my Copenhagen work. This precis, exact in detail, but defective as to style, was a glowing eulogy of Macdonald, in which Brune was not spared. As a matter of policy, I should not have done this, but it would have been ingratitude on my part had I allowed such a feeling to sway me, out of consideration for my new protector and at the expense of the first, so the book appeared. It came to my ears that it had been spoken of ill-naturedly to the First Consul, who exclaimed with some temper in presence of Roederer : " What are these young en- thusiasts troubling their heads about ? the only effect is to revive the quarrels between the generals ! " Fortu- nately Roederer, who was a friend of my father's, took my part; so highly praising both work and author that he restored me, as we shall see, to a higher place than I deserved in the esteem of Bonaparte. CHAPTER IX. I AM NOMINATED ORDERLY OFFICER TO THE FIRST CONSUL. AFTER having refused with scorn the offer of the chateau of St, Cloud as a public gift, to be his own private property, Napoleon spent six millions of francs in restoring it as the property of the nation, and had just taken up his abode there ; but we still found it difipicult to accustom ourselves to these successive appropriations of royal residences. The sonorous word Republic, under the dictatorship of the man of genius pleased our imaginations, and it was besides an ac- complished fact, cemented by victory, peace, and public prosperity; but a usurping king was extremely distasteful to us. Amongst the greater number this arose from pride and a spirit of independence, but as far as concerned myself, these feelings were complicated by remembrances which these signs or preliminaries of usurpation too directly wounded. I had sacrificed them to enrol myself with the nation, and it was repugnant to me to appear to abandon the cause of the whole to take the part of one. This was the state of things when, three months after my return from Spain, I received a short note from Duroc on October ytli, 1802, ordering me to go 77 78 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP the next day to the chateau of St. Cloud at noon precisely. I do not remember how I learnt that this was with a view of attaching me to the special staff of the First Consul, but I remember very well that my first impulse was to hesitate to obey; but in spite of this swagger, which was a combination of royalist and republican feeling, the fact remains, that with my father's support I found myself the next day at the hour named in the gallery of Mars at St. Cloud, where Duroc presented me to Bonaparte. The much too flattering words which that great man let fall on this occasion, while overwhelming me with astonishment, had the effect of attaching me once for all to his person. " Citizen Segur, " he said, in a loud voice, before a crowd of senators, tribunes, legislators and g'enerals, " I have placed you on my private staff; "your duty will be to command my body guard. "You see the confidence which I place in you, you " will respond to it ; your merit and your talents will " ensure you rapid promotion ! " As much delighted as surprised by such a flattering reception, in my agitation I could only answer by a few words of gratitude and devotion, which Napoleon received with one of his indescribably gracious smiles; continuing his way through the crowded assemblage of personages of more or less note, he went on to the gallery of the chapel in which he heard mass. Intoxi- cated with joy and gratified pride beyond the bounds of expectation, and feeling as if I trod on air, I walked up and down these brilliant chambers as if taking possession of them, turning back and again stopping on the spot which even at this lapse of time I can still see before me, the spot where I had just OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 79 listened to such expressions of esteem and regard, meditating upon them, and repeating them over a hundred times. It seemed to me as if they associated me, as if they identified me, with the renown of the Conqueror of Italy, of Egypt, and of France! I do not know what that autumn day was really like, but it has re- mained in my memory as the most beautiful, the most glorious day that ever shone upon me in my life, I was nevertheless abashed, and alarmed at the thought of the necessity of justifying the good opinion, however premature, of so great a man. Thus, when I returned to Paris to my father's humble abode, it was only with blushes and under my breath, that in telling my story I could repeat these words of praise which must have appeared almost beyond belief. I considered myself then the sole usurper, feeling how unworthy I was of such praise. The routine of my new duties was not difficult. It consisted in parading in the courtyard of the Tuileries the relieving guard, in giving it the parole and coun- tersign, and in commanding and superintending for four- and-twenty hours every third day all the guards on duty. But my first contact with these picked troops was not such an easy matter. The guard of that day, men of gigantic stature and great vigour, in the full prime of life, struck me at once with the admiration which is inspired by the fame of irresistible troops, and with the veneration due to soldiers justly proud of ten years of hard work and victory. In the face of such men what was a life of twenty-two, a few missions, and two campaigns ? It was not, I confess without a painful effort to overcome my justifiable modesty that, new to the work as I was, I appeared before their ranks 8o MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP and was able to assume that air of assurance and tone of authority which military command exacts. That first moment once over, the rest was easy enough; I had only to live amicably with the officers, and to control their mess, and it may be believed that I had no difficulty in acquiring their confidence and friendship. The difference of origin and education between us was no obstacle ; and I might even remark, in spite of the war of classes which was then in its first heat, I have always felt that with some manage- ment, an illustrious name, instead of being a hindrance, becomes an advantage. This, like all others, doubtless possessed its drawbacks, and it was necessary to forestall them. If indeed it be wise and prudent to win forgiveness from one's equals for a superiority acquired by merit, it is still more necessary to prevent the jealousy which is inspired by a transmitted distinction only due to the accident of birth. The best means and the most natural were not to pride oneself upon it and to appear quite unmindful of it ; but as those with whom one was brought into relation were constantly thinking of it themselves, if one displayed a kind and unaffected benevolence, and the evidence of an internal conviction that personal merit should always take precedence of other considerations, there remained but one difficulty to overcome; that which has been im- posed, from all time, by the possession of a more or less illustrious name, entailing the necessity of proving, that, without priding oneself foolishly upon it, one bears it worthily, and that one is deserving of the notice and the consideration which it attracts. Deeply imbued with these sentiments which were born with me, being transmitted from my father, I OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 8 1 soon made friends with all around me. With regard to the modification of my opinions, and their conformity to my present position, which was a matter of duty, this transformation was naturally effected. Everyone knows how a picture may take different aspects according to the point of view from which one looks at it, and what a variety of opinions and impressions it produces. This influence, brought to bear upon politics, is still more powerful. I was no longer contemplating the situation of public affairs and the great man who controlled them, from a humble and obscure corner, and through the medium of an atmosphere laden with envy and discontent, but from the very centre of attraction of this powerful planet which drew France and the whole of Europe in its wake in a trail of dazzling light. I soon felt myself absolutely under this domination. Besides, how prosperous had become my position, living an intoxicating life of delight in the midst of glorious trophies, under the eyes of a hero who was an object of continual admiration, in the very aureole of that glory which from henceforth should irradiate my path. Dreams, realities, all concurred to this end. No epoch was ever more splendid for Paris. What a happy and glorious time ! That whole year has left on my memory the impression of a realization of the most brilliant Utopias, a spectacle of the finest galas, and that of a grand society restored to all good things by the presiding genius. The First Consul in his more personal surroundings had initiated many ingenious amusements, and given the signal for an almost universal joy. True, his household was divided into two parties, but, kept in 6 82 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP check by the firmness of their chief, they remained in the shade. These were on one hand the Beauharnais; on the other, Napoleon's own family. The marriage of Louis Bonaparte with Hortense de Beauharnais on July 17th, 1802, appeared to have put an end to these differences, so that peace seemed to pervade everything-, a domestic peace which was not one whit more durable than the other peaces of this epoch. But at first this alliance, and several other marriages amongst the younger members of Napoleon's family, increased the general cheerful disposition of mind by the addition of their honeymoon happiness. The well-known attrac- tions and wit of the sisters of the First Consul, the many graces of Madame Bonaparte and her daughter, and the remarkable beauty of the young brides who had just been admitted into this fascinating circle, above all, the presence of a real hero, gave an indefinable charm and lustre to this new Court, as yet unfettered by etiquette, or any other tie than the former traditions of good society. Our morning amusements at Malmaison consisted of country-house diversions in which Napoleon used to take part, and in the evening of various games, and of conversations, sometimes light and sparkling, some- times profound and serious, of which I still find records in my note-book. The Revolution, philosophy, above all the East, were the favourite topics of the First Consul. How often, as night drew on, even the most youthful amongst these young women, losing all count of time, would fancy they could see what he was describing, under the charm of his admirable narratives so vividly coloured by a flow of bold and novel illustration, and his piquant and unexpected imagery. OF THE EMPEROR XAPOLEOX I. 83 One evening at St. Cloud, when he was describing the Desert, Egypt, and the defeat of the jMamelukes, seeing me hanging on his words, he stopped short; and taking up from the card-table, which he had just left, a silver marker — a medal representing the combat of the Pyramids — he said to me : " You were not there in those days, young man." "Alas, no," I answered. " Well, " said he, " take this and keep it as a remem- brance. " I need hardly say that I religiously did so, the proof of which will be found by my children after me. Such was his usual amenity; concerning which I remember that one day when our outbursts of laughter in the drawing-room were interrupting his work in the adjoining study, he just opened the door to complain that we were hindering him, with a gentle request that we should be a little less noisy. The other amusements of his household consisted in private theatricals, in which his adopted children and ourselves took part. He sometimes would encou- rage us by looking on at our rehearsals, which were superintended by the celebrated actors, Michaud, j\Iole, and Fleury. The performances took place at Malmaison, before a select party. They would be followed by ■concerts, of Italian songs principally, and often by little dances where there was no crowding or confusion, consisting, as they did, of three or four quadrille sets with plenty of space between each. He would himself dance gaily with us, and would ask for old-fashioned tunes, recalling his own youth. These delightful evenings used to end about midnight. This was the origin of those absurd reports that the First Consul used to take dancing lessons, or strike attitudes copied from various actors. His own per- 84 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP sonal share in these diversions, on the contrary, would only last for a few minutes, after which, he would return to his work or to serious conversation. Our morning diversions at Malmaison were the first to come to an end, owing to the license which a dis- tinguished artiste introduced into them ; the others which were always under proper restraint, went on during the autumn of 1802, and the following winter. They were hardly even interrupted by the journey of the First Consul to Rouen, to the field of the battle of Ivry and on to Havre, which he thenceforth called, the port of Paris. But after that, the multiplicity of affairs, and the serious complexion which they assumed by the hostile attitude once more taken up by England, rendered these pleasant recreations inopportune. Then ensued the gradual elevation of the First Consul and the increase of his entourage, which imposed stricter etiquette, greater differences of position, and diminished the informal charm of the domestic circle. Another incident cast some restraint on the freedom of our amusements. I am anticipating what occurred in 1803 so as not to come back upon these details. The preparations for an impending war had taken the First Consul to the sea-side in Belgium. During his absence the young people of his household had parti- cipated very innocently, but perhaps with too little circumspection, in the pleasures of the capital. Dinners, excursions into the country, and theatre-parties were the order of the day, even including certain thought- less visits to public balls and dancing places where the presence of young women of such high position could not fail to be remarked andi talked of It is true that these were but giddy escapades of school- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 85 girls who had only just come out of the hands of Madame Campan ; but their husbands were away and they took fright at certain malicious reports, and how- ever false and exaggerated these may have been, they made an impression on the too suspicious dispo- sition of Louis Bonaparte. This was the beginning of his jealousy which existed for a long time without any real grounds. I am ignorant if the First Consul was worried with complaints on this subject, but as a matter of fact, on his return we were at once scattered abroad on various missions, and suddenly transformed from idlers into workers. A little before the rupture of the Peace of Amiens, the First Consul had invoked the intervention of Alex- ander and Frederic ; he sent General Duroc and myself into Prussia, at the same time as Colbert was dis- patched to St. Petersburg. We fell in with Colbert by . . . at night on the high road and there our meeting was marked by an adventure sufficiently comical for me to yield to the desire of relating it. This colonel and the officer who accompanied him had just been left on the highroad by their postilion who, according to German custom, had taken his horses out while he refreshed himself at the inn. After waiting about a quarter of an hour, Colbert's officer, in his impatience, sprang out of the carriage, and a few minutes after Colbert did the same. The two of them thus dashed into the inn, one on the heels of the other, in the darkness ; and both in a towering rage happened to meet in a dark passage, swearing in such good German, that each took the other for the tardy postilion. Under this impression, cane in hand, and clutching one another by the collar, they belaboured 86 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP each other with growing fury till the host and the real postilion rushing to the fray, candle in hand, our two friends, rather the worse for mutual blows, perceived their mistake a little too late. I now saw Berlin for the second time, but we only remained there three days. Duroc, being very explicit with the king, was successful ; but doubtless following instructions, in the quarter-of-an-hour's visit which we paid to one of the ministers whom we knew to be against us, his manner was so cold and silent that, fancying I was in his way, I got up after saying a few words and went to look out of the window. Never- theless, as the same silence continued with added significance I drew near ag'ain, upon which these two personages separated without a word, as they had begun. One of the remembrances of this short journey which still remains with me is the admiration which I felt for the beautiful and witty Queen of Prussia when I had the honour of being admitted alone to her presence, thanks to the memories which my father had left behind him. I can still see that princess reclining on a costly couch, a golden tripod by her side, and a veil of oriental purple lightly covering, but not concealing, her elegant and graceful fig-ure. There was such harmonious sweetness in the tones of her voice, such winning and sympathetic fascination in her words, such grace and majesty in her demeanour that in my momentary confusion I almost fancied I was in presence of one of those enchanting apparitions depicted in the fabulous stories of ancient times. Could I foresee that three years later this very queen, in warlike garb, would be flying before our squadrons, and that at the close o the battle of Jena, I myself carried on by a last charge OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 87 into the centre of Weimar, should have been very nearly taking her prisoner? Since then in 1840 during my last journey to Berlin, as envoy of the King of the French, when I was taken by M. de Humboldt to the mausoleum in the park of Potsdam consecrated to the memory of this princess, I recognised her at once in the beautiful marble monument representing her again in a recumbent position, but on her bed of death, from which my eyes long fixed on her image could not detach themselves without tears. CHAPTER X. THE EXECUTION OF THE DUG D'ENGHIEN. WHILvST England in terror was exhausting her- self in preparations of defence, whilst Pitt clutched back the Prime Ministership, whilst Pichegru, escaped from exile, offered to betray us to him, and Dumouriez to hand over our former plans of invasion; our strongest forces, as if of their own accord, had all massed themselves on the sea-board. The hand which set these springs of war in movement did it with such ease and power, that at the same time it went on with the admirable work of administrative and ju- diciary regeneration in France, as if still in time of peace. On January 15th, 1804, Napoleon initiated the fifth year of his Consulate by presenting the Chambers with the Civil Code, then he fixed the public debt at fifty millions ; he also founded the system of credit, and, by the institution of indirect taxation relieved landed property, which he also freed from incumbrances in spite of the war. Extending over a thousand details, both in the museums and the civil and military libraries, the impulsion of the same hand is manifest in the active and intelligent care which re-established order in them, collecting from all parts the highest works of art, of science, and of 88 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. 89 letters, and stores of precious manuscripts, whilst a hundred engineers, exploring the whole of the French and the allied territory, carried our topographical know- ledge to a fresh degree of perfection ; the marvellous and simultaneous execution of works of so varied a nature exalting to a higher pitch the enthusiasm of France. But what each one of us, intimate witnesses of Bona- parte's private life, owes to his memory, (without deny- ing his ambition, which from that time was evidently tending towards supreme power), is to bear testimony to the grandeur of his thoughts, wholly and incessantly directed towards the public welfare; to his active benevolence ; to the gentleness, economy, and simpli- city of his private life; the constancy of his attachments to those about him, and his calmness of mind in the midst of a thousand acts of treachery and the secret dangers by which his steps were surrounded. For each moment revealed some new perfidy, or disclosed some fresh trap set for his life. The more he devoted his genius to the welfare of France and the more grateful she showed herself, the more did the rancour of his enemies find vent in atrocious designs. It was at this time, during the autumn of 1803, at St. Cloud, that the charge of his personal safety de- volved almost entirely on myself. Amongst the officers who seconded me, those of the picked gendarmerie frequently confided to mc their causes for anxiety. At one time it would be the discovery of a projected ambush on the road to Malmaison, when someone was to have sprung into the carriage of the First Consul. At another that of a mine tunnelled" under part of the road to St. Cloud on some selected spot go MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP on his passage where a planned obstacle should arrest his course; another time our night rounds discovered an assassin standing on a block of marble placed near the lintel of the window of Napoleon's study — the one which opened on the terrace of the Orangery — and leaning close up against the statue erected on this pedestal. One day amongst others, one of these officers who seemed rather more anxious than usual, asked me if I had not remarked through the window of the Salon de Mars, my usual post, a man broadly and strongly built, with eyes overhung by dark brows, with a sinister expression and a massive head sunk into his shoulders. This description answered to that of Georges Cadoudal. It was even said that this chief of con- spirators had come himself to reconnoitre on this side, whence an easy access could be obtained on the ground- floor to the apartments of the First Consul. I then remembered having seen a somewhat similar figure hanging about the place, but at that time the conspiracy of Cadoudal was rather a supposition than a certitude. It was not known then that on August 22nd, 1803, a vessel of the English royal navy had landed on our shores this Chouan general with some of his accom- plices; that in December, 1803, and in January, 1804, MM. de Riviere and de Polignac, Pichegru, and other plotters had followed on the steps of Georges; and that all of them, to the number of about forty, had met together and were concealed in the capital. England in her astonishment was for the first time alarmed on her own account. Her government, in its growing anxiety, after having armed her on all sides, had listened to every proposition which had been made OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 91 for her safety, even to the most unworthy of all, an assassination ! Neither premeditation, nor payment of agents, nor preliminary steps, nothing, in fact, was wanting to the odium of so criminal a project: and this is how little by little it unfolded itself under our own eyes in all its naked horror. Whilst our emigres, with double pay from England, were awaiting secret orders from the English Cabinet and the Pnnce de Conde to assemble on the banks of the Rhine, where, by an unfortunate chance, the Due d'Enghien happened to be (January 14th, 1804), other French exiles, most of whoni had come from London or Brittany, to the number of about a hundred conspi- rators, were to find their way to Paris. The plan was that the latter, who were to have been paid with a million of Eng-Hsh money that was seized on the person of Georges Cadoudal, the moving spirit of the plot, should disguise themselves in the uniforms of our Guard, take up their position on the road to St. Cloud or Malmaison, attack the First Consul in the midst of his escort of about a dozen men, and kill him in this ambush. This murder on the high road had been o-lorified by the name of combat, a gross subterfuge so blindly accepted by the Comte d'Artois that he sent his aides- de-camp to win their maiden spurs there, and even his second son, the Due de Berry. The latter whom his youth rendered excusable, only escaped this crime and its consequences in the very town in which he was one day to be the victim of an equally odious crime, because, at the moment when he was landing at the foot of the cliff which his comrades had already ascended, a signal warned him that the plot had missed fire. 92 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP As for results, the mistake had been made of reckon- ing on the French army. This error on the part of the exiles arose from the attitude and the ever-increasing- hostile observations of Moreau and his party upon the First Consul. It had even been expected that this general would have been gained over to the plot, and have espoused the cause of the Pretender through Pichegru, one of the conspirators and a former friend of Moreau, who had been summoned from London to Paris by Georges Cadoudal. In this Georges and the Comte d'Artois had been misled by a report of Lajolois, a cashiered officer who was their go-between — the report of a spy, and therefore an exaggerated one. It is known, however, that Moreau's only participation in this plot was his cognizance of it, not daring to take any steps himself, but leaving the work to others and waiting till they had got rid of the First Consul ; to whose position as Chief of the Republic, he even had for a brief period the ridiculous pretension to aspire. But on the side of Napoleon, the fact of the existence of such close danger was unknown, in spite of the arrest of some Chouans whose actions had tended to arouse suspicion. It was only known that Drake, the English Minister in Bavaria, whose confidence had been gained by a secret agent of Bonaparte, w^as exciting our malcontents to profit by a crime which he seemed to have foreseen ; and it was vainly con- jectured how it had come to pass that the approaching death of the First Consul and the restoration of the ancient dynasty were proclaimed throughout the whole of Europe. Thus passed the autumn of 1803. Even towards the end of January, 1804, when the winter had brought us back to Paris, there had been no OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. Q3 change in the usual occupations of the First Consul, It was the beginning of February. Duroc, the governor of the palace was absent, and Caulaincourt had taken his place. I was on duty, and was fast asleep in my camp bed when about an hour after mid- night I was aroused by being roughly shaken ; quickly sitting up, I perceived this general near me. " Get up, " he said : " The parole and the countersign " must be changed immediately, and the duties must " be carried out as if in presence of the enemy. You " understand me ; there is not an instant to lose. " I obeyed by immediately forming patrols and rounds in the chateau, in the garden, and the neighbourhood, arranging them in such a proportion that each sentry would have to reconnoitre at least three times in every minute. The duties were carried on in this manner for several weeks until the crisis was over. The reason of this alarm I will proceed to show. We have seen that the First Consul, although only vaguely anxious up to this moment, had suspected a plot, and that several men who had laid themselves open to suspicion had been arrested. But it was not yet known that amongst these were five of the conspirators. During the night of January 8th, Napoleon who had awoke at two o'clock in the morning according to his habit, had asked for the various reports of his ministers. His lucky star threw out a ray upon the interrogatory of these five prisoners to which little importance had been attached, and as soon as his eyes fell upon it he was seized by a sudden inspiration, and ordered that judgment should take place. It would seem, however, that here his good fortune was dubious; the first two indeed had been acquitted, 94 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP and they were really the most guilty. Two others who had been condemned merely as spies had sub- mitted to the death penalty without betraying their cause. The fifth of them, named Querelle, also con- demned to death, was on the point of carrying his secret with him into the next world, when he demanded a pardon in exchange for revelations which were made to Murat in the first instance, and which appeared most unlikely to be true. It must here be remembered that Fouche, who had become a senator, was no longer a minister; that his suppressed office had been merged in that of the minister of justice, and that the ill-governed police had been perfectly blind in the moment of danger. Querelle was only able to denounce the first land- ing, that of Georg'es six months before, on the cliff of Biville, which he had ascended like the smugglers by means of a rope secured to a projection in the cleft of the rocks, whence from one hiding-place to another, he had at last manao-ed to e'et to Paris. But once set on the track. Napoleon did not lose it. He roused Real, then head of the Police, he took council with Fouche, and he availed himself of the activity of Savary, the colonel of gendarmes of his guard, so that two other landings were soon disclosed. As for the names of the conspirators, the only one then revealed was that of Georges, nothing w^as known beyond their number, and that their aim was to assassinate the First Consul. This was the cause of the nocturnal alarm in the chateau of the Tuileries and the sudden precautions which I had been ordered to take. It was then that Danouville was seized at one of the halting places used by Georges and his accomplices OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 95 and in desperation he hanged himself in the Temple. This suicide confirmed the gravity of the plot with- out throwing any light upon it, until on February 1 2th, Bouvet de I'Ozier, another conspirator who had just been arrested, endeavoured to strangle himself as Danouville had done. But Bouvet was succoured in time to be restored to life and misery, in his first cries involuntarily uttering the name of Pichegru ; then, making up his mind as to what course to pursue, he brought a formal accusation against the implicated Moreau of having with his irresolute republican ambition, betrayed the royal cause to his own profit. It was thenceforth known that after Lajolois had been sent to England and had returned with Pichegru, a first interview between Georges, Pichegru, and JMoreau had taken place on January 26th on the Boulevard of the Madeleine ; then a second with Pichegru, at Mo- reau's own residence, and finally a third at Chaillot, at the abode of Georges Cadoudal. The sorry part that Aloreau played in this conspiracy may be sufii- ciently indicated by an exclamation of Pichegru: "That b. . . ." he exclaimed as he left him, "is also " ambitious ; he wants to reign, a man who would not " be able to govern France for twenty-four hours ! " It was in this wise also, that a second supreme cry of baffled disappointment revealed the reason why the conspiracy had not broken out at the proper time. Georges had said that day in a fit of discouragement when he no longer foresaw any favourable result to the Bourbons from the murder of the First Consul: "Usurper for " usurper, I prefer Bonaparte to this Moreau ! He has " neither head nor heart ! " Nevertheless it is certain that even then Georges, unaware that he had been 96 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP discovered, was persisting in the project to get rid of the First Consul. At the first news of such unexpected complicity, an exclamation of astonishment broke from Napoleon. " Moreau ! " he cried. " What ! Moreau in such a "plot! He, thvis to destroy himself, the only one " who had any chance against me ! I have indeed a " lucky star ! " However, he would not allow himself to be led away during the days of February 1 3th and 1 4th, but refused to have him arrested. " No, " he replied ; " he is a person of too much importance, I " have too great an interest in his culpability ; public " opinion would fasten upon this ; I must have other "proofs, above all that of Pichegru's presence here." It was not long before these were laid before him. Pichegru had a brother in Paris, an ex-monk, who having been suddenly sent for and interrogated, con- fessed in his agitation that he had just seen this general. Therefore, in the night of the 14th to the 15th a council was held and emissaries were dispatched to seize Moreau in his country-house. He was arrested on the 15th, about eight o'clock in the morning on the bridge of Charenton, as he was coming back from Grosbois, and was taken to the Temple. Here, in spite of the revolutionary horrors which surrounded the first steps of Napoleon, his relations with the immoral government of the Directorate ; the Machiavellian necessities which the government of two conquered countries, the one corrupt, the other bar- barous, and that of France during five years had imposed upon this conqueror; finally, in spite of the frictions of contested authority, and the disgust so often inspired by the spectacle of human nature unveiled OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 97 before our eyes, one is glad to recognise in the first impulse of this great man, the pure and noble emotions of his early youth, those of the generous conqueror of Mantua and Wurmser, those of his youthful heroism at once antique and chivalrous. Up to this time, jVIoreau had never shown him anything but repulsion and hostility. Oftentimes had this general met his advances with disdain. In his manner he affected not to recognise the authority of the First Consul ; in his speech he described Bonaparte as a usurper, and although perhaps at first unjustly suspected of complicity with Pichegru, he was now for the second time discovered in the very act of associa- tion with this traitor. This appeared so revolting that in the Council a military commission was proposed and prompt and vigorous measures were enjoined. Either on the grounds of justice or policy, Napoleon opposed this, and no praise is due to him for doing so ; but he did more : forgetting all his own griev- ances and compassionating so great a downfall, he held out a generous hand to his adversary. He did his best to draw him out of the pit by sending Regnier with a proposal that before the examination came off he should divulge everything to him alone in a secret interview which would put an end to the whole matter. But Regnier was very unfit for this delicate mission; he accomplished it coldly, was received in the same manner, and at once substituted the official interrogatory. Moreau, on his side, whether from want of heart or mediocrity of mind, did not seem to appreciate his position, nor the extent of his culpability, nor thcuse- lessness of his disavowals. The depositions of his accom- 7 98 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP plices had been kept from him. He entrenched himself in haughty denial, and Napoleon finally decided on leaving him to the hands of justice. On that day in the course of my duty, I followed the First Consul from his study to his Council of State, where acting on Regnier's report, he had made up his mind no longer to have any reservations in the matter. On leaving the Council his agitation was extreme. I remember that as we walked back through the guard room, he turned towards me and exclaimed in a loud and singularly excited voice which the grenadiers could not fail to overhear: "Moreau! Moreau is of the plot. " Here are the proofs. " At the same time he showed me while waving them in the air the papers with which his hands were full. From that moment the facts were public property; Moreau, Georges, Pichegru, and their accomplices were accused of attempting the life of Napoleon, and of high treason against France. There followed a unanimous cry of indignation, and protestations of devotion from public bodies and the heads of the different arms of the service; but a part of the army, especially those staffs which had taken part in Moreau's triumphs, persisted in believing in the jealous hatred of the First Consul rather than in the complicity of the victor of Hohenlinden. This opinion found an ec?io in the Chambers and amongst the people. Moreau being arrested, accused, given up to justice, and defended by public incredulity, it became more than ever necessary, in proof of the accusation, to get hold of his principal accomplices ; yet neither Pichegru, nor Georges, nor Riviere and the Polignacs were seized. Thus compromised with the Revolution itself OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 99 Idj the Counter-R evolution, Napoleon grew indignant, and decided on sparing no means to bring the truth before the eyes of the whole of France. The jury was then suspended, the harbouring of conspirators was declared to be a crime of high treason, and their denunciation was decreed under penalty of six years in fetters. The garrison and the whole of the guard were then simultaneously placed on a war footing; descriptions of suspects were given to them ; all barriers by land and water rigidly closed were entrusted to their vigilant supervision, and Paris, completely sur- rounded by night and day with posts, bivouacs, and stationary or movable vedettes was given up to the strictest investigations of the police. Nevertheless, for twelve days longer all these pre- cautions were of no avail. Pichegru constantly followed and frequently tracked, yet found every night (and this even through the commiseration of Barbe-Marbois which was condoned later on by the generosity of the First Consul) some brief but safe refuge. It was only on February 28th that betrayed at last, and discovered asleep in a house of the Rue Chabannais by six picked gendarmes, he was taken. The struggle was severe, and was only ended by violent pressure on the most tender part of his body causing him to become unconscious. T As for Georges Cadoudal, tracked as he was escaping in a vehicle on March 9th about seven o'clock in the evening, pursued and captured in the square of Bussy, he killed two men before giving himself up to the populace who threw themselves upon him. He did not denounce anybody, but compromised his associates as well as himself by declaring frankly that ho had lOO MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP come to Paris to attack and kill the First ConsuL The scene was becoming- more and more tragic. The conspirators, assassins and others, when they had been arrested had been found provided with passports^ armed with daggers, and with English gold upon them. Another of them had escaped from justice by committing suicide. The principal conspirators, eager to free them- selves from the odious charge of an attempt at assas- sination by a confession of an attempt at counter revolution, declared unanimously that they had only been waiting for the presence of a prince of the- Bourbon blood in Paris itself to put it into execution. Savary and his special gendarmes had been at their pains for nothing, when on the look-out for the landing of the prince on the cliff at Biville. On the other hand, double-faced spies had handed over to the First Consul the correspondence of those English residents most accessible to France. These, without exception, incited not only to revolution, but to the murder of Bonaparte. It was averred that Drake at Munich, Smith at Stuttgart, and Taylor at Hesse-Cassel were paying with the same English gold that had been given to the conspirators who were despatched from London to France, the armed exiles whom they were calling to our frontier. Lastly, in spite of his father's advice and the entreaties of his most devoted officers, the Due d'Enghien persisted in remaining in Ettenheim. From these headquarters, two hours march from France, he replied by letter : " There where danger was, was the " post of honour for a Bourbon. That, at this moment, " when the order of the Privy Council of His Brittanic " Majesty had summoned the emigres in retreat to the " banks of the Rhine, he could not, whatever might OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. loi " happen, abandon these worthy and loyal defenders of *the French monarchy." How could it be believed that the prince was ignor- ant of this plot which had been known to the public for over three weeks ! He should have recognised the significance attached to his presence at the very gates of France, together with other exiles who were paid, armed, and assembled by the orders of England, and to what suspicions of complicity he thus rendered him- self liable! Each day, however, revealed to Napoleon more clearly the murderous intentions of his adversaries. He was enraged at seeing himself thus placed by them, as it were, beyond national law, outside the pale of European civilization and exposed to the most atrocious and perfidious attempts upon his life; his indignation increased with the arrest of the aides-de-camp of the Bourbons, who were associated with Georges, and the confessions of the latter brought it to fever heat. Being disappointed in his expectation of seizing the chief of the conspirators in Normandy, he turned his thoughts towards the Rhine. The confirmation of the presence of the Due d'Enghien in Ettenheim was brought to him through a report of the gendarmerie which also included a General Thumery. This name pronounced German fashion (Thoumeriez) was the finishing stroke. For it caused him to believe that the prince was accompanied by Dumouriez. It was also said that the young Duke had already made several appearances in France ; some said in Strasburg only, others, in Paris itself. On hearing this the First Consul was thoroughly exasperated. " What, " he cried, as Real entered, I02 MEMOJRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP " you did not tell me that the Due d'Enghien was " only four leagues from my frontier ! Am I a dog to "be killed in the street? Are my murderers sacred " beings ? Why was I not warned that they are as-^ "sembling in Ettenheim? My very person is attacked. „ It is time that I should give back blow for blow. " The head of the most guilty amongst them must atone "for this." Several days previously, his indignation had found vent in similar remarks, and he had decided on his. course. Cambaceres overheard this last outburst and considered it a mere sudden fit of anger, but when he endeavoured to allay it, he was met with a crushing reply. Immediately after this, following upon a sitting of the Privy Council composed of the Grand Judge, Fouche, Talleyrand, and the two Consuls, whose objections were overruled, Caulaincourt, and Ordener were sent, the one into Strasburg, the other to seize the prince at Ettenheim, which was very unfitly desig-^ nated his headquarters. On March 1 6th half-an-hour after mid-night, Fririon, Ordener, and thirty dragoons of the 26th, and twenty- five gendarmes, crossed the Rhine at Rheinau, which is almost opposite Ettenheim. The gendarmes were commanded by Chariot, the head of their squadron, and it was he who two months later almost on the very spot, narrated to me the following details. They had left in reserve on the left bank three squadrons of dragoons of the 26th. During their rapid and silent march they passed through three sleeping villages without attracting any attention. Day was breaking when they arrived at the gate of Ettenheim. Ordener and his dragoons posted themselves there^ OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 103 Chariot entered the town with his gendarmes. Pfers- dorf, one of his non-commissioned officers, who had gone down the day before to reconnoitre the place, acted as guide. They marched straight to the house which the prince was occupying, and without hesitation, according to a pre-arranged plan, the commandant and twenty gendarmes spread themselves out in the street under the windows, whilst four other gendarmes, scaling the garden wall, took up their positions in the yard on the other side of the building. The prince was living there with two aides-de-camp and eleven servants. He had 2,000,000, and 3 to 400,000 francs in a cash-box. His firearms were all at hand ready primed, there were sixty charges in all. Hardly was the place surrounded when, as the boots of the gendarmes resounded on the pavement and their weapons jingled, a window was opened and someone cast a rapid glance around, then the aide-de- camp, Grunstein, rushing in to the Due d'Enghien, said to him: "You are surrounded." Upon which the prince, jumping out of bed, seized a repeating rifle, and seeing through the window the French commandant pass by, he took aim at him and was on the point of firing. Twenty windows from which a volley could have been fired all looked out upon the street; there was only a step to take to fly and escape to the mountain ; but at that decisive instant. Chariot drew himself up and said in a loud voice : " Gentlemen, we are in " force ; no resistance, it would be useless. " But the fatal shot would have been fired, thus beginning a conflict in which all the chances, according to the commandant himself, would have been against the assailants, when the prince's evil genius caused Grun- 104 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP Stein to put his hand on the prince's pistol and turn away his aim, saying : " The odds were too great, " and that he saw that any resistance would be vain. The same fatality led the duke to follow this fatal advice and allow himself to be disarmed. The door having been opened, they then took pos- session of the place, seizing all present with their arms. Chariot, however, when in presence of the duke demanded his name. " You should know it, " was the answer. The demand being repeated, he added, " Surely " you have the description of me ? " The bailie * had just appeared upon the spot to whom the commandant repeated the same question, and this magistrate after a first refusal, ended by naming the prince. At this juncture cries of alarm were heard. The instructions given attached so much importance to the taking of Dumouriez, that at this sound. Chariot, under the guidance of Pfersdorf, left his illustrious and unfortunate prisoner, to hasten to the house which this general was reported to occupy. The first person whom he met was the grand master of the hunt at Baden whom he got rid of by evasive replies. But the alarm was growing and one of the inhabitants running in haste to the church, cried out "Fire! Fire!" and was on the point of ringing the alarm bell when the commandant perceiving him, caught him up, and striking him with his sword, made him desist from the attempt. A little further on a group of inhabitants, moved with indignation at the sight of armed French- men on their sovereign's territory, were assembled; these he calmed by saying that "the exiles alone were * This Scottish word, and the office it denotes, is the exact equiva- lent of the French "bailli. "■ — Translator's Note. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 05 " wanted. The French Government was on friendly " terms with their prince of which they would shortly " be assured ; their duty was to remain quiet. " He received no further interruption, but instead of Dumou- riez, he only seized the General Marquis de Thumery, whose ill-pronounced name had occasioned the mistake. On his return to the duke, he interrogated Grunstein, whom the prince, forgetful of himself, endeavoured to defend; saying to the commandant: "But for him, I " should have killed you ; you owe your life to him. " Then no doubt regretting he had given himself up, he fell into a condition of silent melancholy; when his papers were being seized, he laid both hands over them saying: "Do not be surprised, sir; you see here " the correspondence of a Bourbon, of a prince of the " blood of Henry IV, " And perceiving that the letters of the Princesse de Rohan would not escape scrutiny, he added : " I hope you will be as discreet as possible " in all that does not concern the government. " AVhen he had drunk this bitter cup to the dregs, and the gendarmes came to report their failure in the real object of their search; perceiving with surprise that it had been Dumouriez, he proceeded: "I give you " my word of honour that he is not here. It is possible " he may have been taken with his majesty's instruc- "tions for me: but I have neither seen him nor do I " know where he is. " The unfortunate prince was then obliged to let himself be led away as a prisoner in the midst of our men, with Generals Thumery and Grunstein, Lieutenant vSchmide, two abbes, a secretary ixnd three servants. Thus escorted, he passed through Ettcnheim on foot as far as the gate of llic burg where he was received Io6 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP by Ordener and placed in a hastily harnessed labour- ers cart, when the journey back to the bank of the. Rhine was proceeded with. Perceiving an encampment of cavalry on the way the prince exclaimed: " It looks " as if great importance is attached to my arrest. But "might is right, and you will be justified." When crossing the river, he said in reply to Ordener : " Why " should I have returned to France ? To be a colonel there? " I could have no existence but with the Austrians. " Then addressing commandant Chariot : " This expedi- "tion must have been conducted very secretly. It sur- " prises me that I was not forewarned, for I was beloved " at Ettenheim. To-night you would not have found " me. Only yesterday the Princess of R . . . . begged " me to depart, but I put it off. thinking that you would " not have time to arrive in the night. I am sure that " she will come, and will want to follow me; she is very " much attached to me ; treat her well. " Chariot added that two battalions and a battery were in position before Offenburg on the right bank of the Rhine; that Caulaincourt was in command of them ; that he had orders to seize a Baroness de Reich, but that was all he knew. Long afterwards Caulain- court often declared his ignorance of what had been going on, a fact which was indeed quite in accordance with the absolute secrecy observed on similar occasions by the First Consul. We were always equally reserved amongst ourselves. We would suddenly leave our fami- lies without their having any idea as to our destination, and this was so thoroughly understood that no one ever dreamt of asking us any questions on the point. We found other troops under arms at New-Brisach. As soon as we had landed on the left bank, the prince OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 107 was placed in a carriage, taken to Strasburg, and shut up in the citadel. He remained there two days under the charge of the head of the squadron, Chariot, without being entirely cut off from his companions in misfortune. This officer has affirmed to me that in the whole of the correspondence so unexpectedly seized, there was not a single word, or the least trace of any connivance of the prince in the Paris plot. The commandant could discover nothing further than the evident proof of a concerted meeting of exiles on the right bank of the Rhine, and of many communications with the left bank. This unhappy prince could hear the sound of the river flowing by the prison to which he had just been taken. This stream alone separated him from the honours due to his rank, his liberty, his safety, and a young and beautiful woman whom he loved, and to whom, the report ran, he had secretly united himself in spite of his family. The thought of all he had lost, which was yet so near, led him to attempt an effort to recover it. Finding himself alone with the com- mandant, he said : " Do you not feel any compunc- " tion in thus seizing one of your former princes?" — " No, Sir, " answered the officer of the gendarmerie, "I obey legitimate authority." — "However," retorted the prince, " there is the Rhine ; it rests with you to " set me on the other side of it, and your fortune is " made. " But the commandant answered shortly that it was not his way of thinking, and ordered him to go into the next room. The prince then, resigning himself, added : " Shall I remain in prison for the " rest of my life ? I much esteem Bonaparte, and look " upon him as a great man ; but he is not a Bourbon^ Io8 MEMOIRS OF AX AIDE-DE-CAMP ^'he has no right to reign over France, he ought to " give back the crown to my family. " The next clay, however, he seemed to have a dark presentiment of the cruel fate which awaited him. " I " ought to have killed your husband, " he said to the wife of the commandant, " I had a right to do so. I ■" was defending m}^ liberty; I shall probably repent of " not having done so. " As she exclaimed at this, he ■continued : " It would have been your fault ; why not "have sent a note to warn me?'' — "And how could I," she answered, " when I knew nothing about the matter?" The Due d'Enghien was not mistaken: JNIadame de Rohan came in tears, begging permission to see him, and to be allowed to go to Paris, no doubt to throw herself at the feet of the First Consul ; but the commandant sent her back to Schee, the Prefect, who told her that she would not see the prince and that she might not go beyond Saverne. Replying to a remark that was addressed to her, she said, " Yes, I *' know that there were many papers found upon him. " Nevertheless, it must be again repeated, there was not a single one that related to the conspiracy of Georges. Amongst these documents the attention of the com- mandant had been attracted by a letter dated in 1792 ; This was from the Duke's mother, a Bourbon princess of a curious turn of mind, who was then in favour of constitutional principles; in this letter she urged the young duke to return to France. " Why not have "hstened to her?" he said to the prince. — "My obe- *' dience, " he replied, " was not due to her but to the ■" king alone. " Then, irritated by these interrogatories, by his position and his bitter recollections, he gave way to anger for the first and only time, recalling OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 109 the murder of Louis XVI., of the Queen, and ]Madame EUzabeth, and cursed the French Revolution. With the exception of that one moment, the commandant often told me that during these two days, in the midst of such overwhelming misfortune, the prince had shown a politeness which was entirely free from pride though replete with dignity ; that his whole demeanour inspired the greatest consideration, and kept persons at a re- spectful distance, and that at the most trying moments, even on being awoke to receive the announcement that he must leave the citadel, he maintained the same calm and firmness. To the very last when his three officers were sobbing as they wished him farewell, he spoke regretfully of leaving them . "-^My friends, " said he, " I grieve that I can no longer do anything " to help your fortunes. " Such was, word for w'ord, the commandant's account of the first part of this woful catastrophe. He wound up with these w^ords : " I put the prince in General Ordener's carriage, and he left by post for Vincennes." He arrived there ]\Iarch 20th, at five o'clock in the afternoon; at midnight he was awoke and interrog- ated by d'Hautencourt, captain adjutant-major of the special gendarmerie. Two hours after midnight he appeared before a military commission, presided over by General Hulin. The audience was composed of an aide-de-camp of Murat, some officers and some gendarmes. The prince was without counsel. He related that he had spent two years at Ettenheim, staying on there out of love of sport. He frankly declared that he was ready to make war with France in concert with England ; but he protested that "he had never had any relations no MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP " with Pichegru, and was glad of it, after all the in- ^' famous reports as to the way in which he wanted to "make use of him, if indeed they were true." As in Tiis first examination, he finished by demanding to communicate with the First Consul: both by word of mouth and by letter : " Being persuaded, " he said, "that Napoleon would not refuse, out of consideration " for his name, his rank, his way of thinking, and the "horror of his situation." But the aide-de-camp, who was colonel of this special gendarmerie, had just assumed the command at Vin- cennes on the previous evening, and did not allow this request to reach the ears of the First Consul. He had presided over and hurried on the judgment; he now hastened its execution. This was left to d'Hauten- court, and the unfortunate prince was hurriedly led to the castle moat, where he was shot, and buried in a grave that had been already dug. Witnesses of the event assert, but I have not been able to verify the fact, that it was then about five o'clock, that the judgment had hardly been drawn up and signed, and that the judges were still deliberating whether they would send the letter of the prince to the First Consul, when Savary, breaking in upon them, transfixed them with horror by saying to Hulin: " What "are you doing here? All is over; he no longer " exists, there is nothing more for you to do ! " Then only were the castle gates opened and Murat's aide-de-camp returned to his general, and found him still in bed at six o'clock in the morning. He expati- ated on the frank and manly replies of the prince in spite of the efforts of the judges to point out how ■dangerous they were, and then described the judg- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. in ment and its immediate execution in spite of his request to be allowed to see the Plrst Consul. The aide-de-camp himself told me that at this point he was interrupted by the sobs of Murat and the tearful ex- clamations of Caroline Bonaparte : " Ah, this is too " dreadful ; leave off, say no more, you cause us too " much pain! " During this fateful night, I happened to be on duty at the Tuileries. The arrival of the prince was not then known in Paris, the report of his arrest beyond the Rhine only then being bruited about, although it was known to the Royalists. The first intimation I had had of it was by a chance expression of a woman of their party whom I met on the evening of March 20th. Feeling convinced, as I was by many previous examples, of the magnanimity of the First Consul, I had replied, that if the fact was true, it was because he wanted to create an opportunity of retali- ating by an act of generosity, on the odious attempts that had been made against his life. Either doubting the truth of this fact, or preoccupied with other things, I returned to my post, with no further thought of the rumour which was quickly becoming public property. It was still unknown at the chateau of the Tuileries, but no one was then residing there, and in any case the greatest reserve was always maintained there. At nine o'clock the next morning as I was on my way to General Duroc to give an account of the twenty-four hours' duty, I met on the grand stair- case the adjutant-major of the special gendarmerie. As usual he was coming to join me to hand in our reports together. Astonished at his livid pallor, at the distortion of his countenance, and the disorder of his 112 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP dress, I asked him the reason of it. " Ah ! . . . " he cried with an oath, "there is nothing to wonder at " after the fearful night I have passed ! " — " Why, what " has happened then ? " said I, and stopping short, he retorted: "iV thunder-bolt has fallen during the night," This exclamation alarmed without enlightening me; but when I entered the reception room, General Duroc not yet being down, I found Hulin, very red in the face and very excited, pacing up and down in the greatest agitation. This colonel of the guard was a tall and very stout man; soon he was joined by the ad- jutant-major, when I overheard Hulin exclaim several times : " He did quite right, it is better to kill the devil than to let the devil kill you." I then felt con- vinced that a catastrophe had happened. Not knowing of the prince's arrival at Vincennes, I could hardly have conjectured that it concerned him. Nevertheless, in my anxiety, drawing near to Hulin, I hazarded the remark : " They say the Due d'Enghien " is arrested ! " — " Yes ! and dead into the bargain ! " he answered abruptly. Duroc having then come in, we drew round him, and after having given in my report, in reply to a brief and almost inaudible inter- rogation, d'Hautencourt answered: " He was shot in " the moat at three o'clock in the morning, " then drawing from his pocket a little parcel a few inches square, soiled and crushed up as if it had been carried about a long time, the adjutant-major added : " When the last "moment had come, he drew from his bosom this paper " and begged me to give it to the princess. It is the " hair of ! " these last words were said with an affectation of carelessness which froze me with horror from head to foot. I felt myself growing pale; the OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 113 ground seemed giving way beneath me. It being then time for me to go off duty, I retired in unspeakable grief. And yet I knew this adjutant-major well for a worthy and excellent man, usually humane and gentle, but either through being taken out of his sphere, or feeling biassed by his colonel in his dependent position, what a sudden transformation was here ! This is the danger which exceptional circumstances create for those whom a beginning of dearly-bought prosperity keeps in a state of subservience, lacking the superior associations whose verdict they might have stood in fear of, accustomed to obedience as a duty, and whose obscur- ity obviates the necessity of having to reckon with history. Even amongst men brought up in the midst of social safeguards such as these men did not possess, does not history show us many for whom under similar circumstances these safeguards were all too insufficient? Add to these considerations, which apply equally to the judges and to those who put the judgment into execu- tion, surprise, haste, the habit of obedience, an appearance of legality, and that fatal mistake as to the complicity of the prince in Georges's odious plot, a mistake which was confirmed by the exclamation of Hulin which I have just repeated. Unhappy prince ! His warlike heroism and chivalrous youth should have rendered impossible even the bare suspicion that he could be an accomplice in the con- templated assassination of Bonaparte ! — Yet innocent of this crime, he had been its victim. On my arrival home, hardly knowing how I got there, so absorbed and dismayed was I by this tragic event, [ threw myself into a chair at the foot of my father's bed, saying : " The Due d'Enghien has been shot during 8 I I 4 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP " the night. We have returned to the horrors of '93. " The hand which drew us out of them now thrusts us "back. Is it possible to remain any longer associated "with such deeds?" My father said nothing; he was completely dumbfounded and could not believe me. I related to him the events which I have just narrated, and in his horror, he, like myself, made no allowance for the causes that had provoked this vengeance. He was also of opinion that after this sanguinary beginning, no supreme ruler would be sufficiently master of him- self to stop short in such a baneful course, and that one ought indubitably to dissever oneself from it. It was, however, too important a step to decide on without knowing thoroughly all that could have led to the cruel deed. My father, who was then a coun- cillor of State could better than any other, obtain such information. During the three following days which he devoted to this object, shut up in my room, deplor- ing that fatal night, and perpetually haunted by the horrible spectacle which was ever before my eyes, I remained completely crushed ! Justly proud up to that moment, of the great man whom I served, I had made a complete hero of him ; I felt convinced that no reason, whether of policy, of personal security, or of vengeance, would prevail against the generosity of his character, and the details which I shall proceed to give — the fruits of careful research on my part — will show that I w^as not entirely mistaken, and that the generosity which had been obscured by a first movement of anger, would regain its sway when too late, and when a fatal chance had rendered it powerless to be of any avail. Nevertheless, the first news which my father was able to bring us, extenuated but slightly the impression OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON 1. 115 which the too premeditated violence of this cruel coup d'etat had produced upon us. After the instructions given to Ordener, Napoleon had been afraid of him- self; having withdrawn to Malmaison during the whole of the following week, he had turned a deaf ear to the intercessions of Josephine ; and although he knew that there was nothing in the papers seized upon the prince in any way implicating him in the murderous attempt, he none the less persevered in his own angry conviction. In vain had Murat, then commandant of Paris, declined to obey his orders of March 20th and refused to take any part in this act of vengeance; with vmmoved inflexibility he had taken all upon him- self, he had even dictated every detail and signed it himself— the names of the military judges, the order to pronounce judgment at a single sitting, and to exe- cute it at once, whatever it might be. Finally, he had selected, to ensure the following-out of his instructions, the only one amongst his aides-de-camp whom he knew to be capable of unhesitatingly obeying such orders. It was said, it is true, that he had thought better of it that evening, and had despatched orders to Real to submit the unfortunate prince to an examination which would doubtless have saved him ; and that this council- lor of State, shut up in his own room, had only received the order at five o'clock in the morning, when the execution had already taken place. This extenuating fact was not only true but altogether probable ; indeed I had myself one evening, just a little before this sad time, been the bearer from St. Cloud to Paris of urgent orders for General lierthier, which I was only able to deliver into the minister's own hand after a night jour- ney of eight leagues, having to drag him out from an Il6 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP almost inaccessible retreat. Real, during that unhappy- night had apparently shut himself up in the same manner. Our days and even our nights were so over- whelmed with work that it was sometimes necessary, for the sake of breathing time, to steal a few hours rest from the service of the First Consul. Thus it was quite true that a blessed feeling of remorse had moved the soul of Napoleon at the last moment. We must therefore trust, for the honour of him who was entrusted with this message of succour, that he was unaware of its full importance ; otherwise he would surely have religiously fulfilled his mission to Real, as I did mine to Berthier, in a case when promptitude was not so indispensable. Another fact attests the truth of this. When Savary arrived at Malmaison about seven o'clock in the morning with his terrible story, the First Consul, interrupting him as soon as he had begun to speak, asked : " Had he not seen Real?" On his reply that he had just met him at the barrier, going to Vincennes, the First Consul fell into a sombre and silent reverie broken by such evident agitation, that for a long time neither his secretary nor his aide-de-camp dared to interrupt it. Doubtless in his eyes this was a decision of fate, which he resolved upon accepting, and afterwards with Cau- laincourt, Fontanes and others, both his words and his silence were in conformity with this belief. I can also give the substance of another narrative of this disastrous event which I held from King Joseph, whom, as will be seen, I attended eighteen months later as aide-de-camp at the time of the conquest of the kingdom of Naples. Real's narrative is included in it; it too positively confirms all that I myself knew. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOT.EON I. II7 heard, and saw, it is attested to by too many witnesses, most of whom I knew, for the possibiHty of any doubt as to its truth. On the eve of the fatal deed which had been but too truly commanded by him in the first instance, the First Consul fell back into a state of indecision. He was hesitating between many urgent entreaties, and the advice of a minister who was the only one believed to have been opposed to them, when Joseph, intervening, tried to recall him to his role of moderator, of centre of attraction, 'of key-stone of the arch' between al^ parties; then reminding him that it was entirely due to the encouragement of his victim's father that he had chosen the artillery and refused the navy, (a choice of such influence upon his destiny) he did not leave him till he felt sure of having won him over to clemency. The result of this was the counter-order which was that very evening dispatched to Real, as Real himself declared, but an unhappy fatality had ordained that this councillor of State, having been twice awoke during that cruel night to receive missives of no im- portance, had impatiently locked himself up in his room, and only opened the letter of the First Consul several hours after it had been received, towards five o'clock in the morning at the very moment when the murder was being committed ; so that, as we all knew later, when his carriage crossed that of Savary at the barrier of Vincennes, he returned horror-struck at the irreparable consequences of his unfortunate slumber. That was why, when Josephine cried out in horror: "Alas, my friend what have you done!" Napoleon replied, " The wretches were too quick ! " and on the other hand, when alone with Joseph, he allowed I I 8 :^IEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP himself to indulge in a furious burst of anger against Real, whom he unjustly accused, on account of his revolutionary antecedents, of having purposely delayed to obey his counter-instructions. Then, recovering himself, he said to his brother : " After all, one must " make the best of things. That very likely if he had " been assassinated by the agents of the prince's " family, the prince would have been the first to show " him.self in France, sword in hand, to profit by it. That " it was for him henceforth to bear the responsibility of " the event ; that to throw it upon others, even justly, " would too much resemble an act of cowardice for him " ever to allow himself to be suspected of the weakness." In the course of the first Council of State which soon followed this catastrophe, my father heard the First Consul after a violent tirade against rumours, and the modern violations of sanctuary, say : " That he knew " how to make France respected. That he respected " public opinion only so long as it was not founded " upon error. That he despised its caprices and that when " it swerved from the right way, all governing men " like himself, instead of following it, should enlighten it, " that he would have commanded the judgment and " public execution of the Due d'Enghien, who was guilty " of conniving with the agents of England, of taking " arms against France, of secret understandings with our " frontier departments, with the object of inciting revolt, " and lastly of complicity in the plot which had been " laid against his life, if he had not feared giving the " partisans of this prince the opportunity of compassing " their own destruction ; that Riviere and the Polignacs " had not been seized amongst these, but in obscure "hiding-places; that besides, the Royalists were quiet; OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 119 " that he asked nothing more from them ; that anyone " was at Hberty to cherish regret ; that those who pre- " tended to fear general proscriptions did not beHeve in " them ; but that as for himself, he would not spare any " guilty persons. " All these counts of accusation which he heaped up upon his victim were true, except the last, that of complicity with Georges Cadoudal, the only fact whidh could have explained, without justifying, so cruel a vengeance. Bonaparte may have believed in this com- plicity, but it never really existed. The prince probably was cognizant of the plot through public rumour, but at that time it had missed fire, and the prolongation of his stay within reach of the Rhine was thus devoid of any motive to justify the suspicion to which he fell a victim. It was evident therefore that, irritated by the succes- sion of attempts against his life, the First Consul had resolved to put an end to them by a decisive blow. If any excuse could be found for such a barbarous act, it was in his real conviction, through a fatal con- currence of. circumstances, that he was obeying political necessity, the right of personal defence, and that he was only punishing a conspirator; a fatal error, proving more than ever, tiliat one should never constitute one- self judge of one's own cause, and that protectionary measures should be respected, so as not to run the risk of defending oneself against an attempted crime by the commission of another crime. Let us trust that the feeling of remorse which caused him to send Real to delay the execution of his first decision may have extenuated its horror in the eyes of God, as well as in the eyes of man. I20 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP Thus also should history judge it. As for us, in our ignorance at the time, the accusation brought against this unhappy prince seemed likely to be only too true. Looked at in this light, however fearful may have been the blow struck at Vincennes, was our much provoked chief the only, or the most guilty, one ? It was, neverthe- less another circumstance which influenced our decision. On one side we knew that Caulaincourt was a butt for royalist animosity. They accused him of, and held him responsible for, the arrest, the judgment, and the execution, although he not only did not know of it, but was away from Paris at the time. The denials of his friends, his own despair, his fainting fit at the First Consul's when he learnt the murder, and the bitter violence of the reproaches which he addressed to Bo- naparte when restored to consciousness by Bonaparte's own efforts, were not enough for them. They de- manded his resignation and exacted it in proof of denial of his participation in this sanguinary action. On the other hand, my father noticed that several ex- Jacobins who had united together were triumphantly applauding this first retrograde step that Napoleon had taken in their own atrocious path. What were we to do in the midst of these two inimical parties? To satisfy the one, must we give up to the other, the ground which had been so fortunately taken back from the Terror- ists? It was in Bonaparte alone that we had trusted to draw France and ourselves out of the revolution- ary abyss. Up to that moment this hope had been magnificently realized. Four years of benefits, and of an admirably generous and restorative administration, had attached us to his fortunes; should we then, at his first step in a contrary direction, however deplorable OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 121 it may have been, abandon everything? Should we, by being the first to draw back from him, give him up to, and even push him into the hands of the most dangerous of these parties, whose influence had been combated by our co-operation? Why should we pre-suppose a sanguinary future? Fear alone could have drawn the First Consul into such a course; and we know that after the explosion of the infernal machine of the Royalists on the 3rd Nivose, interrupting one of his councillors, who had asked : " Are you not afraid, Citizen-Consul ? " — he had answered: "I, afraid! Ah! If I were afraid, it "would be a bad day for France." This political crime might therefore remain a soli- tary one, and as our future and that of the whole of the healthy-minded party in France depended on the First Consul, why should we give way to despon- dency? His hitherto unsullied rectitude of conduct had, it is true, suffered a lapse; he had slipped away from us, but that was all the more reason why we should strengthen our grip and endeavour to regain the ground that had been lost. If he played us false again, we could then take counsel together as to our future course. Such was the exact direction to which our thoughts tended during many days of anxiety, sadness, and discouragement, but having once decided on a line of action, I urged my father to make an attempt to restore Caulaincourt's courage and that of our friends which had no doubt been shaken like our own. On the following vSunday (I think it was March 25th), we were all to meet at the Tuileries, and we promised each other that, while not attempting to liidc our 122 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP sorrowful reprobation, we would endeavour to conform our words and action to the resolution which we had taken. There was a considerable gathering of all the autho- rities that day at the palace. We had only been able to communicate our own feelings to a few friends, and yet without any pre-arrangement we were all in complete accord. Caulaincourt maintained a firm and steadfast demeanour, but, with his drawn mouth, his jaundiced complexion, and his contracted features, he seemed to have aged by ten years, . and was indeed hardly recognisable. He became even paler when I pressed his hand, but remained motionless as a statue. A little further on, I met the same d'Hautencourt whose remarks to Duroc had offered so cruel a contrast to his agitated manner. In reply to my questions he said that the last words of the unhappy prince had been: " I must die then at the hand of Frenchmen ! " Having asked him one last question which I could hardly enunciate: "He died as a hero," was the reply. At this juncture Bonaparte re-appeared amongst us, passing through the silent crowd who made way for him on his road to the chapel. There was no change in the expression of his countenance. During the prayers of the mass, 1 watched him with redoubled attention ; and there, before God, while I seemed to see the bleeding victim of a hurried death finding a refuge before the supreme tribunal, in the anguish of my heart, I waited for some sign of remorse, or at least of regret, to manifest itself on the features of the author of the cruel deed ; whatever, however, may have been his inward feeling, not a trace of it was visible ; he remained perfectly calm, and, through my own OF THE E^IPEROR NAPOLEON I. 123 tears, his countenance appeared to me as that of a severe and impassive judge. After thus seeing him before God, I wanted to see him before men, and to this end I attached myself to his steps during the audience which followed. His manner was at times calm though constrained, at others gloomy, but rather more accessible than was his wont. He walked slowly up and down and from side to side of the large rooms with a more measured step than usual, appearing desirous of observing in his turn, stopping every few steps, and allowing persons to gather around while he addressed a few words to each. All he said had reference directly or indirectly to the night of the 20th to the 21st of March. He was evidently sounding opinions, expecting or even provoking replies which he hoped would be of a satis- factory nature. He only got one meant to be flatter- ing, but so clumsily expressed that he cut it short by turning his back on the speaker. It was a kind of involuntary accusation of having repaid an attempt at murder by a murder. The various groups which formed around him from time to time, listened to him with watchful curiosity, in a dejected and embarrassed attitude, and for the most part in a silence of evident disapproval. His haughty and severe demeanour, though at first inclined to expand, became more and more sombre and reserved. Withdrawing into himself, he tried to convince himself that political necessity had absolved him ; that excepting the manner of the deed, in all the rest he had right on his side; which was false. However, he had attained his aim, as from that moment there was an end to all royalist conspiracies. 124 MEMOIRS OF AN iMDE-DE-CAMP He retired abruptly from this audience greatly dis- satisfied, but inflexible; without appearing or being any more disturbed by the unanimous disapproval than he was on other occasions hereafter when the subject was introduced, and in his last moments at Saint Helena. But the horrors of this terrible drama had not yet reached their termination. Betw^een eleven o'clock and midnight on April 5th, Pichegru added a fourth suicide to them. It was that of one of Napoleon's former profes- sors at the College of Brienne ; and whether on account of this connection, or because at that time he was less irritated against those of his enemies to whom the Revolution had given birth than to those of the old order, the First Consul had promised him not only an unconditional pardon, but complete rehabilitation and the governorship of Cayenne. The unfortunate man however, either in weariness or utter disgust of a life which treachery had disgraced, after some hesita- tion, preferred to make an end of it. He freed himself from the shame of living or the fear of yet meeting with his just deserts, by slowly strangling himself in his bed, by means of a stick which he had twisted into his silk necktie. He was thus found the next morning with a volume of Seneca lying by him, open at the page describing the suicide of Cato. Six weeks later. Fate, which was then all in Bona- parte's favour, for the second time led one of Napoleon's bitterest enemies to this very prison in the person of Captain Wright, the Englishman who had landed Pichegru and his accomplices on our shores. At last the preliminary inquiry of the great trial was concluded. Moreau had persisted in protesting his inno- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 25 cence during forty-four days till he was confronted with three of his accomplices, and the confession of his interview with Georges and Pichegru was dragged from him. Forty-six accused appeared before justice on June loth. They were tried under every condition that could be favourable to them, before a numerous public, and in the midst of eager and even seditious manifes- tions on the part of military men of all grades who were ardent partisans of IMoreau. In spite of his flagrant culpability the judges hesitated, and, at last, some other influence being brought to bear, or with a show of equity they adopted half measures. Moreau was found guilty, but excusable, and condemned only to two years' imprisonment. Four of the others, whether justly or through pity, were awarded the same sentence. Twenty-one were acquitted, and twenty condemned to death. We were then at St. Cloud. On learning the sentence, the generals about the First Consul gave vent to their rage in furious exclamations that it was a denial of justice, an act of revolt. There was even talk of proceed- iag to some extraordinary measures against the con- demned, the judges, and even against Paris itself, which was declared unworthy to be a capital and the residence of the head of the government. They would have desired Moreau's condemnation to death, knowing very well, it is true, that Napoleon would have commuted it, but indignant that the prevaricating tribunal should have robbed him of the opportunity of doing so. As for Napoleon, however angry he may have felt, he managed to contain himself He agreed with Moreau to purchase his estates which were considerable, and insisted on his exile to America. 126 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP He pardoned eight out of the twenty who had been condemned to death. We even noticed that when granting the life of Armand de PoUgnac to the prayers of Madame d'Andlau and this conspirator's wife, he was much moved, and mingled his tears with theirs. One of the consequences of this plot was, together with the prorogation of special tribunals, the re-establish- ment of Fouche as Minister of Police. Napoleon dis- trusted him : he set a watch on him and increased the counter police. One of these offices was entrusted to his aide-de-camp, Lavalette, who was also to make himself acquainted with the contents of letters. He told my father that he learnt more through these agencies, and especially through the cures than by any other medium, and added with regard to Fouche, that he had reinstated him not so much to know everything that was going on, as to have the appearance of knowing everything. I meant to pursue this tragic event to the bitter end. But it had already brought in its train another of the highest importance. For the space of four months, that is to say from the commencement of February 1804, and on the first outbreak of this conspiracy, many addresses had openly demanded the re-establishment of the throne and the foundation of a new dynasty. On March 27, the entire Senate in acknowledging reports of the criminal correspondence with the English agents of the Lower Rhine, replied to Bonaparte : " It " was you who drew us out of the chaos of the past ; "you cause us to bless the benefits of the present; " protect us against the future. Great man, finish your "work, make it as immortal as your own glory." OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 27 The reply of the First Consul to this official advance, was measured : " He would consider it, " he said. Consequently the State Council was consulted on the establishment of a hereditary government. Twenty out of twenty-seven councillors approved of it. But as they had not agreed about the guarantees, my father proposed that each should send in a separate vote with its grounds duly set forth. His was for the Empire with a constitution resembling the English Charta as much as possible. On May i8th 1804, the Second Consul brought forward the project o{ Scnatus-Consulhis, which created the Empire and the almost absolute power of Bona- parte; this project was at once adopted, and by unani- mous consent, minus two votes that were null and void, and three against it. The latter met with the same treatment as the others at the Emperor's hands, and it is worthy of note that when the names of the can- didates to senatorial office were laid before him, he was indignant not to see any of those who had voted against the Empire. This was a unique epoch in our history. We were living, as it were, in a rarefied atmosphere of miracles; on that 18th of May, especially, a day of intoxicating splendour and triumph. The senate had hardly passed its vote for the Empire, before all the members, tumul- tuously following on the steps of the Second Consul, came in a body to vSt. Cloud in a burst of enthusi- asm. Napoleon being proclaimed Emperor, then sent them back to closet himself with Cambaccres, settling then and there the transformation of the Italian Re- public into a kingdom; the inauguration of the Order of Honour ; negotiations with the Pope to come over 128 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. and consecrate him himself; and pending his arrival, the invasion of England. France, being consulted, declared that she desired the Empire, and Napoleon for Emperor, in one loud response of 3,524,254 voices! Truguet was the sole admiral of the fleet who refused to accept it ; if there were any dissentients in the army they kept silence: when the accession of the First Consul to the Empire was proclaimed in its ranks, it was received with unanimous acclamations. One colonel of infantry alone, a man of splendid stature and of well-known merit turned round and in bold accents exclaimed : '' Silence in the ranks ! " This was Mouton, afterwards a marshal and Count de Lobau. Napoleon's reply to this repu- blican manifestation did not tarry. It was worthy of each of these brave spirits; for shortly after, the colo- nel received with his general's brevet that of aide-de- camp to the Emperor. It is known that the principal motive alleged for the creation of the Empire was to discourage attacks on the life and temporary power of Bonaparte by making this power hereditary in his family. So that to restore the Republic or the old monarchy, there would not be one man alone to strike down but an entire dynasty. Thus, as always happens with abortive plots, like that of the 3rd Nivose which, having doubled the power of Napoleon, had the effect of soon after causing him to be made Consul for life, this one made him Emperor, even before sentence on the conspirators had been pronounced, and in spite of the murder of Vincennes ! CHAPTER XL THE CAMP AT BOULOGNE. THE army at that time better organized, clothed, disciplined and trained than it has ever been since, had been placed on the most formidable footing: 150,000 men, 58 French ships of the line, 12 Batavian vessels, and 1800 armed transports were to be kept in readiness to invade England. On July i8th Napo- leon ■ suddenly re-appeared at Boulogne-sur-Mer, in the midst of his camps and his flotilla. His first words to Marshal Soult on arrival were : " How much time "do you require to be ready to embark?" — "Three "days, Sire." — "I can only give you one, " retorted the Emperor. — "That is an impossibility," answered the Marshal. — "Impossible, Sir!" exclaimed the Emperor, "I am not acquainted with the word; it is not in the " French language, erase it from your dictionary. " He at once indeed prescribed such measures as would ensure the possibility of embarking within twenty- four hours. But on the morrow, whether from his usual success in overcoming great difficulties, or from the know- ledge that he had so often proved himself right, even when the wisest were opposed to him, he was carried away by too great confidence. Thus good fortune and "9 9 I30 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP even experience itself may lead us astray. That very day, his mind being entirely on his fleet, he in- sisted that all sails should be set, and on exercising it under the eyes of the English squadron, in spite of menacing skies and against the advice of a rear- admiral. As the one persisted in his opinion, the other got into a fury, and his violence was such that the sailor, with a hand on the hilt of his sword, thought it necessary to hold himself upon the defensive. The Emperor, however, who was incapable of personally laying hands upon him, caused him to be disarmed, and paying no attention to his advice insisted that the vessels should put out to sea. What the rear-admiral had foreseen, took place. Napoleon, it is true, gained a victory over the English by driving away their squadron and taking one of their vessels, but was conquered by the storm in which he had refused to believe. He himself very narrowly escaped, and four of his vessels perished. Then recognising his two- fold error, he did his best to retrieve it; in the first instance by spending the whole night in the tower of Heurt in efforts to succour his ship-wrecked mariners, and secondly, tacitly acknowledging his own error by forgiving the admiral's, and causing him to forget his first hasty movement of violence. During the following twenty-five days he gave up his attention to his gigantic plan of invasion, which we shall soon see in its entirety, and to his various camps before which he paraded for the first time as the Emperor, He inspected the broad road-ways and the drainage canals which had been executed by his orders, a work which not only preserved the sanitary condition of the camps, but facilitated the means of com- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 131 munication between them and the surrounding country. His active and ingenious soldiers had beautified their huts by laying out numerous gardens adorned with flowers, with inscriptions in his honour, obelisks and pyramids which were generally surmounted by the laurel-crowned bust of their Emperor. He would mix with them freely, entering into every little detail of their comfort and bestowing with discrimination his praise, his favours, and any well-merited advancement, thus provoking their utmost enthusiasm. But the climax was on August 15th, his fete day. This anniversary marked one of the most solemn functions of his reign, that of the distribution of the Order of Honour to the army. It was announced by the guns of Boulogne, and those of Antwerp and Cherbourg, proclaiming at the same time the inaugu- ration of these two new ports, answered the salute. The victorious entry into Boulogne that same evening of a strong picked detachment of the flotilla brought to a close this memorable day which has been cele- brated by the erection of a monument. The day of his departure, August 26th, was signal- ized by a fresh success of the flotilla, which the Emperor, aided by Bruix, obtained against the enemy's squadron, a vessel of which was sunk, and which was on the point of being boarded. Under our fire it drew back within half range, in sight of Napoleon, who was himself in command and most dangerously exposed to the English broadside. The Emperor's first victorious attempt brought to a conclusion this martial journey which had caused the whole of England to shudder with terror. Having exhausted ncr money and her resources, she had been so much alarmed 132 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP that every man, including her ministers, had volun- teered and was bearing arms ; and even before London itself, the passage of the Thames had been barred. At that time Pitt once more cherished the hope of buying a new coalition, and his lucky star ordained that just then Latouche-Treville should die of an illness which he had contracted in the Antilles. He was the best of our admirals; he alone was in the secret of the whole enterprise; in conjunction with the fleet at Toulon he was to have hoodwinked Nelson, raised the block- ade of our ocean ports, rallied our squadrons there, and protected our descent which had to be put off to a later date, and whose fate, by an unhappy choice of the minister Decres, was entrusted to the incapable hands of Villeneuve. It would seem, however, as if the Emperor's mind were halting between several diversions, one of these, which he afterwards gave up to concentrate all his strength in the Straits, was a plan of landing in Ireland. From Boulogne Napoleon proceeded to Aix-la-Cha- pelle, where Josephine was awaiting him. There the two Cobentzels, one of whom was a minister, and the other the Viennese Ambassador, were obliged by threats to cause their master at last to acknowledge the Emperor. Aix-la-Chapelle had been the town of Charlemagne. He revived the annual celebration of the honours which had been formerly paid to the memory of this great ruler, and for the first time for a thousand years, the delighted people thought that in Napoleon their hero was reincarnated. The remem- brance will doubtless always endure of the thousand benefits which he heaped upon these hitherto neglected countries, and of all the advantages which he bestowed OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 33 , upon their towns, opening up new communications between them by land and by sea, and further on, towards Coblentz, constructing the road along the bank of the Rhine, 45 feet in width, which was cut out of the rock for the space of ten leagues. We may add to all this his solicitude for the poor ; the asylums which he secured for them in a country eaten up by mendicity, and the touching remembrance of the peaceful retreat on an island of the Rhine which he granted to the unfortunate religious whose convents had been suppressed. We may also cite in proof of that tender-hearted- ness which his blinded enemies would never recognise in Napoleon, an instance of his beneficent goodness which took place on another island on this stream ; it will recall that of the St. Bernard in 1800. This time a poor widow was the object of it. He had been touched by the sad sight of this woman's poverty and by her grief at the enlistment of her only son. With- out revealing his identity, he had gained her confidence. " Console yourself, " he said, mentioning a fictitious name, "come to my house to-morrow and ask for " me ; I have some influence with the ministers and will " recommend your cause." Thus reassured and encour- aged, the poor woman took heart and ventured to present herself the next day. She was at once received, and when, in the midst of her wonder at the imperial luxury around her, she recognised the Emperor in the charitable unknown of the previous evening, her con- fusion was at first extreme; it was speedily, however, succeeded by boundless joy on hearing the order given that her house which had been destroyed by the war should be rebuilt, that a small flock of sheep and a 134 ^MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP few acres of ground should be added to it, and that , her only son then serving under our banners should be restored to her. A few days later, the name of Guttenburg received flattering recognition in Mayence which had been at the same time fortified and improved. I happened to be there at the time, for Napoleon who was much more considerate for those around him than was generally supposed, knowing that I was in great trouble in Paris, had paternally called me to Mayence by way of diverting my mind. It was there, in the midst of a numerous assemblage of German princes, that we heard the young Hereditary Duke of Baden, when questioned by Napoleon at a levee as to what he had been doing the previous evening, answer with some hesitation that he had been walking about the streets; on which the Emperor reproved him in this wise: " That was very foolish of you. You should have gone " round the fortifications and examined them carefully. " How do you know but what you may be one day " attacking the place yourself? For instance when I was "a young artillery officer walking about Toulon, how " could I have foreseen that one day it would be my " fate to retake that town ? " During his stay there the Emperor had temporarily entrusted me to look after the Empress whom he had been obliged to leave behind. She related to me that at Aix-la-Chapelle she had been shown a piece of our Saviour's cross which Charlemagne had long carried about with him as a talisman, adding that almost a whole arm of the hero remained in good preservation and had been offered to her, but that she only accepted a splinter of bone which she showed me, saying: OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 135 "That she would not deprive Aix-la-Chapelle of such " a precious relic, more especially as she had the support " of an arm belonging to one almost as great as Char- " lemagne. " It had been through no fault of the English Govern- ment of the day that the course of his journey had not been interrupted by the carrying-out of a fresh crime on the part of its minister to the court of Hesse. Two assassins in the pay of this diplomatist had been discovered in Mayence by Bonaparte and their corre- spondence seized. Rumbolt, another English agent who had been taken away from Hamburg with the proofs of a similar attempt, was incarcerated in the Temple and then released on the complaint of Prussia. These were the last dying embers of the great conspi- racy of Pichegru and Georges Cadoudal. The publicity given to these infernal machinations and the severity with which they were suppressed put an end to it. The accumulation of so many criminal attempts will explain why the Pope during that very year consented to consecrate the new Emperor. These infamies were no excuse for the murder which they provoked ; but the indignation caused by them may have had a share in the motives which induced the Holy Father to decide on this solemn act. CHAPTER XII. THE CONSECRATIOISr. EVERYTHING in this solemn function, its perfect order, the serene skies, the full concurrence of the Holy Father, the public acclamations outside as well as inside Notre Dame, combined to gratify Napo- leon's expectations to the full. I can answer for this, I was a witness of it ; I was in command that day in the cathedral, I had taken military possession of it from the previous evening; this was a matter of right and custom, and the safety of the Emperor demanded it. The imperial insignia had been entrusted to me and amongst them the sword of Charlemagne. I even remember that during the night which we passed standing in the church, one of the officers under me who had the charge of this sword, was foolish enough to draw it against one of his comrades, who having vainly parried with his own sabre, congratulated him- self on having been overcome and slightly wounded by the sword of so great a man. The Pope had desired that the Emperor should com- municate publicly on the day of the consecration, and Napoleon had taken counsel on the point; my father raising the objection that previous confession would be necessary, that he might not care to accede to this, 136 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. 137 and that there was also the chance of absolution being refused to him. " That is not the difficulty, " replied Napoleon ; " the " Holy Father can distinguish between the sins of "Caesar and those of the man." Then continuing: "I "know," he said, "that I should give the example of " respect for religion and for its ministers : wherefore " you see me treat the priests with consideration, go " regularly to mass, and assist at it with a solemn and " devotional demeanour. But men know me for what " I am ; and with me as with others if I were to go " further — what think you? would it not be giving at the " same time an example of hypocrisy and committing " a sacrilege ? " The case thus set forth was a foregone conclusion; my father was obliged to confess this, and the Pope also. This family souvenir recalls another; it is that on the very day this conversation took place, I was put under arrest by the Emperor. I had been obliged to refuse the indiscreet request of a person, politically only too well known, for extra seats in Notre Dame. This individual came to my father's house to complain to him personally in very unmeasured terms. I was present, and although he had been better received than he deserved, I heard him, when he was leaving, make use of threatening language. It should be said that this enraged ex-Jacobin was reputed to have caused the imprisonment of my grandfather, the Marshal de Segur, and of having singled him out for the scaffold, the gth Thermidor alone having saved him from the ferocity of this wretch. With this cruel memory revived by the impudent presence of this Montagnard amongst us, my anger may be imagined, and there was certainly 138 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP every excuse for it. He even experienced the effects of it on the way from the drawing-room to the street door, and that perhaps ought to have been enough ; but with vengeance in my heart I went further; I desired at once to bring the matter to an issue, and as he alleged the darkness of the night, I forced him to agree to a meeting for the next day. During this interchange of blows my father, much taken up with the approaching consecration, had returned to the Emperor, who noticing that he appeared anxious, asked him the reason of it. Having been informed on the point he forbade this duel and ordered me to remain indoors, and an hour afterwards, the ex-Terrorist, battered as he was, came back by his orders to close the incident by making my father a humble apology. To return to a less personal subject. The then en- tirely respectful and affectionate regard of Napoleon for the Holy Father has been denied, but such asper- sions were calumnious as I should and do affirm. From the moment of the arrival of this pontiff, in every way worthy of universal veneration, up to his return to Italy, it was I who had the charge of looking after him and his guard. He was occupying at the Tuileries by the side of the Emperor that wing of the palace which looked out on the Pont-Royal and over the Seine. Nothing was spared to please the members of his suite, who had been rather curiously selected, and their somewhat remarkable tastes. The same care and respect was shown His Holiness as to the Emperor himself. In the furnishing and arrangement of his rooms, everything had been done to try and remind him as much as possible of Rome, and in the style to which he was accustomed. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 139 As for Napoleon, we all remarked his sweet and grateful cheerfulness, and the filial and caressing defer- ence which he show^ed to his guest. It is known that he fully satisfied the spiritual and temporal demands of the Pontiff, either by certain concessions, or by such convincing and well-turned explanations that it would have been impossible not to accept them. When the Holy Father used to bestow his blessing from his window, and especially during the frequent audiences which he gave in the gallery of the Louvre to a numerous public attracted by his presence there, an active supervision held in check or repressed French indiscretion and lightness. We saw the atheist Lalande himself fall at the feet of the Pontiff and kiss his slipper. The Pope was received as a sovereign in all the public places he honoured wdth his presence ; he was not allowed to distinguish between mere curi- osity or piety, and I have often seen this really holy successor of the apostles, whose venerable countenance bore the imprint of the most peaceful benevolence, frugal, simple and austere as he was for himself, and so amiably and paternally indulgent to others, pro- foundly moved by the lively and pious impression which he produced. The Pope remained four months in Paris, after the consecration, and then departed on April 4th, 1805. I was ordered to reconduct him as far as Voghere, the last town to which imperial jurisdiction then extended. The French Cardinal de Bayannc, during this journey, used to enliven all our meals by his witticisms. It was at table above all that his Italian colleagues con- soled themselves for being still in France. He, dainty rather than gluttonous, used to show the most amusing 140 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP distaste for everything that was not exquisitely delicious. " Leave that, eat this, " he used to say to me, " and " believe me, an old priest is always the best judge of " what is good. " The conversation turning upon war, the cardinal gave an account of an awful wound which had been miraculously and radically cured. A general who was present took advantage of the opportunity to speak of an equally serious wound which he had received in Egypt, and which still troubled him : " Oh ! " retorted the cardinal, "that is because your bullet was Turkish, " an infidel bullet ; whilst the one I am telling you " about was Christian and apostolic, that is very different. "It only just missed being Roman! " That day Marquis Sachetti chose to introduce the confessor of the Holy Father to us as a saint who had obtained a miracle from the Holy Virgin. But the Pope smiled as he listened to him, to which the Car- dinal de Bayanne drew our attention ; leading us to have more faith in the Pope's smile than in the hearty and sincere testimony of the major-domo. We were then at Chalons where the Holy Father was received beyond our every expectation. Macon was cold. Since the terrible siege of Lyons in 1793, the Montagnards, who had taken refuge there, had left their evil spirit behind them. Quite recently, when it had been attempted to re-establish the barriers, the bust of the Emperor and the barriers themselves were all thrown pell-mell into the Seine. Lyons on the contrary, pious and imperial, received us with open arms and hearts. When on the day after our arrival, the Holy Father allowed the people in the Cathedral to come and kiss his slipper and OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 141 receive his blessing, the crowd was so considerable and their eagerness so excessive, the last comers push- ing up against the earlier ones to such a degree, that he was nearly crushed up against the altar and at one moment really seemed to be in some danger. Fortu- nately I had ordered a battalion of Hanoverians to be placed at my disposition, who, good honest Germans as they were, implicitly following orders, had no hesi- tation in answering to my call. It was high time. An absolute charge was necessary to rescue the Pope, who had been at first moved, and then seriously alarmed by the extreme ardour of his devotees. The need of repulsing the crowd was absolute, but w^as not effected without many cries of distress, followed by fainting fits and even by childbirth, so it was said ; several men and women having been carried out more dead than alive. I had no cause to blame my- self, for had I not had recourse to extreme measures, the Holy Father, whose glance had implored help, would certainly not have left the church alive. To leave nothing untold, I may as well add that I had preceded his arrival in this former city by a few hours. Cardinal Fesch was its first pastor, an excellent priest as to generosity, and it was his rough and unskilled negotiations, seconded by the solicitations of Bishop Bernier and Caprara, which had decided the Pope to undertake this great expedition. The sojourn of His Holiness at Lyons was to be its last remarkable episode. This sojourn necessitated a certain amount of expense ; and whether from a spirit of mischief, or economy, on the part of the Emperor who looked into everything, he had planned that his uncle, the Car- dinal, should bear all expenses, and that I should 142 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. arrange it with His Excellency. But at the first word of this unpalatable proposal, the Cardinal's indignation was so great that, half choked with rage, he could only reply by inarticulate cries. I persisted, less from any hope of succeeding, than because I felt quite dis- posed to prolong a scene whose comic side caused me much amusement. But as the Cardinal's anger was making him grow redder than his hat, I thought it prudent to take my departure, and seek other ways and means of providing funds for the reception of the Holy Father. It was here, I think, if not at Turin, that the Em- peror on his way to be crowned at Milan, and the Pope on his return to Rome, met once more, and took leave of each other. The farewells of these two great Powers, temporally and spiritually the greatest then existing in the world, were touching. Each per- fectly satisfied with the other, could no more than ourselves foresee how different would be their second interview, eight years later, at Fontainebleau. 4 CHAPTER XIII. PREPARATIONS AGAINST ENGLAND. NAPOLEON having been crowned King of Italy, took two days and a half to return from Turin to St. Cloud, and at once apparently busied himself solely with home affairs, being desirous of prolonging by a- few hours the feeling of security which reigned in England ; but when the time had come and his last orders had been given, he hastened to Boulogne on August 3rd. There, as on the high seas, all had been propitious. The uniformly victorious Verhuel had joined the flotilla lying between Ostend and Ambleteuse. Exposed to the attacks of Sir Sydney Smith, he had had to double two capes, and in this perilous journey, without any losses on his side, he had destroyed three of the enemy's corvettes. Other manoeuvres from Texel to Brest were attempted, and Napoleon by these means assured himself as to the embarkation in a few hours of 10,000 horses and 160,000 men. Never was seen in any army such glowing ardour as in ours. Officers and men were alike buoyed up with the expectancy of conquering and pursuing the English, even into London itself On our arrival in Boulogne on August 2nd, when Rapp and I informed Soult that the Emperor was to arrive the next day, 143 144 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP and that soon after the invasion would be attempted, the marshal in a transport of delight clapped both hands to his head, and bounded from one end of the room to the other. The Emperor was still more impatient. The moment he alighted from his carriage the next day, he announced that instead of twenty-four hours as he had said the previous year, only four hours would be allowed for the embarkation of the troops. Everything was immediately put on board and they were to hold themselves in readiness for the first signal. However, in his anxiety concerning the arrival of Villeneuve, he said the next day: "This invasion is " by no means a certainty. After Campo-Formio I would "have asked the Directorate for 26 millions of money, " 36 vessels, and 36,000 men, and the conquest of England " would have been a certainty ; I should not have hesi- " tated a moment. But it is quite another thing now, "I cannot risk matters in that way; I have become too " important a person ! " Then in a more sanguine mood, he added : " The knell of England has sounded, we "have to avenge the defeats of Poitiers, of Cressy and "of Agincourt. For five hundred years the English " have been paramount even in Paris itself. The Eng- " lish are masters of the universe. We can in a night put " them back into their places. They conquered France " under an idiot king ; we shall conquer England under " a demented one ! " According to his usual custom. Napoleon was aiming straight at the heart ; all was to be over in a fortnight. The shores of Kent and of Sussex were the goal of the flotilla whence the ^ army should spring upon London ; whilst the expedition of the Texel, with the same end in view should have sailed up the Thames. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 45 Everything really concurred to warrant these high expectations. On our shores, in our ports, and in our roadsteads, all was in readiness; and as the Emperor said himself: " The nature of his plan was so good " that in spite of all kinds of obstacles every chance " was in his favour. " But to our eternal regret, so unique an occasion never again to be met with, such a formidable host, such an enormous outlay backed up by every effort and care, the most vast and best combined plan ever conceived by the genius of our Emperor, in short, the fate of France was to be jeopardized by one man! To govern, it is said, is to choose; and the choice of the minister Decres was a very bad one. Villeneuve, who was modest and disinterested, was also timid and irresolute. The courage of the soldier sank under the sense of the overpowering responsibility of the general. More crushed than honoured by the Emperor's choice, he would indeed have prepared to relinquish the post. With the candour which distinguished him, Villeneuve exclaimed : " That it was too much ; that "he could see his way to command a squadron, but " not so considerable a fleet. " Like all minds so unfor- tunately constituted, he only looked at things from the dark side, imagining that the very thing he had decided not to do, was always better than the course he had taken, and always thinking the enemy all- powerful. Decres had paid no heed to this; ho had not understood his character. Villeneuve was the friend of his childhood, and the minister persisted in believing in the temporary and factitious ardour of his early impulses. Thus the fate of England, and of France, of our sailors and our Emperor, depended on a chief who 10 146 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP had not any greater trust in others than he had in himself. Early in June after receiving the first dispatch of this admiral, Napoleon, with his eagle glance, had perceived the minister's mistake and tried to bring about his recall. His instructions from Milan were as follows: " I consider that Villeneuve has not sufficient " force of character; that he has had no experience of " war ; and as soon as he returns to Brest, Gantheaume " must be sent to replace him. " He concluded by saying that he would sign and despatch the order on the spot. I am ignorant if Gantheaume did possess more strength of character, but it was impossible to put the order into execution, and our fate remained in the hands of Villeneuve. As long as it was only a question of avoiding Nelson, the admiral conformed to the spirit of his instructions. But in spite of excellent seamanship, whether wearied out by his continual fears, or by some days of contrary weather, when he appeared on July 22nd with twenty of his vessels off Cape Finisterre, and at mid-day met Calder and fifteen English vessels, he lost two whole hours hesitating what to do. At last they engaged in combat. Calder presented a close front, while Villeneuve was too scattered; the result being that a thick fog having spread over the two fleets and rendered signals useless, two Spanish vessels which had become dismasted after a blind and violent struggle were left without succour. Help could have been afforded them, for the fog having lifted, it could be seen that they were in danger; but our admiral refused to come to their aid, and they were taken, having been forced by the wind into the very midst of the English fleet. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 47 Calder, however, who had suffered more than our- selves, withdrew on the following day, and Villeneuve remained master of his movements ; but with his usual indecision, he missed his opportunity, tried to seize it again when too late, and allowed his adversary to escape, went on to Vigo, thence to Corogne to refresh and lighten his fleet, and unite it with that of Ferrol. I have it from Lauriston, afterwards a marshal and peer of France, then aide-de-camp to Napoleon, who was on Villeneuve's fleet, that the day after this battle. Rear-admiral Magon was a prey to such violent indignation when the first signal was given by the admiral to let the English fleet go, that he stamped and foamed at the mouth; and that whilst he was furiously pacing his own ship, as that of the admiral passed by in its retreat, he gave vent to furious exclamations and flung at him in his rage whatever happened to be to hand, including his field-glass and even his wig, both of which fell into the sea, but Villeneuve was not only too far off for these missiles to reach him, but was entirely out of hearing. From my own knowledge of Magon, with whom I had been brought into relation in various missions, I believe with Lauriston, that had he been in Villeneuve's place, the order s of t he Emperor would have been obeyed, the invasion probably effected, and the face of the world altered; but where too many secondary interests have to be considered, such characters give too much ground for jealousy: they are made use of in subordinate positions. Thus, he who would have suited Napoleon, from that very fact was distasteful to his minister. The unfortunate Villeneuve remained three weeks 148 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP in Vigo and Corogne to revictual and refit his fleet. He really could not rouse himself owing to his extreme dejection through this reverse which might have been avoided. The reproaches which came to his ears, as well as those which he heaped upon himself (for he was his own worst enemy), threw him into the most deplorable state of dejection. He left this anchorage about August 12th, when he had 34 vessels, counting those of Lallemande. Left master of the sea he could perfectly well have obeyed the express commands of the Emperor, and those of his minister who had repeat- edly instructed him, with his 34 sail against only 18 of Comwallis, at all hazards to raise the blockade at Brest of 2 1 vessels ; and thus with a strength of fifty-five sail to take possession of the Channel where our army was embarked, where Napoleon was await- ing him, and where he could have ensured our landing. But he was haunted by the spectre of Nelson! His fright gave him courage to disobey. After a state of hesitation which lasted for four days on the open seas, Villeneuve, who was personally brave as a man,, though cowed by his responsibilities as a commander, took fright at a slight gale which on that day unfor- tunately was blowing up from the north east. If it had happened to blow from the south, as was told me by another witness * he would probably have taken advantage of it, and would not thus have failed to fulfil the expectations of the Emperor and of our army, and might have made the fortune of the empire, M^ith this fatal irresolution of Villeneuve, a slight incident, a breath of wind swayed the balance. On * Reille, now a Marshal of France after having been aide-de-camp to the Emperor. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 49 SO little hinges the fate of the world— on a mere breath of wind, not ev^en a storm. It pleased fate to over- throw by this faint breath the entire work of Napoleon, and the grandest hope ever conceived by France. So little weight have the greatest of men, their largest conceptions and the most powerful empires, in the scales of fortune! On August 2ist, at the very moment when the advent of this unhappy Villeneuve was more than ever hoped for and expected before Brest and in the Channel, the admiral was turning his back upon us. He was entering into Cadiz where he allowed himself to be blocked up by six of the enemy's sail, thus, rendering completely useless his fleet, our flotilla, the Emperor himself, and the whole expedition, which was vainly expecting him at Brest, at Boulogne, and at the Texel. Thus it was that England was saved! Let it not again be said that the diversion which Pitt had pre- pared on the continent could possibly have kept our Emperor there. This danger had been foreseen and guarded against. Our forces were already assembling beyond the Rhine, on this river and in Italy : they held Austria in check. Duroc had been immediately despatched to Frederic to give up Hanover to him in exchange for an offensive alliance which for the second time he seemed ready to accept. Besides which, the treaty of London with Russia only dated from April I ith. The idea of a war in her territory was distasteful to Germany; Bavaria was devoted to us; Vienna in spite of threatening preparations, hesitated. Her formal accession to a third coalition could only have been obtained on August nth, and she had not dared to avow it. On September 3rd she still appeared as a 150 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. mediatrix; and at that very time the fate of London might have been settled a fortnight previously. Had that been the case, this capital, the very brain and centre of all coalitions, being taken, and Pitt in all probability forced to capitulate, Napoleon would have imperiously dictated to Austria the conditions which would have suited his policy. CHAPTER XIV. THE PLAN OF THE CAMPAIGN OF AUSTERLITZ. WHILST Villeneuve at Carogne and in Cadiz was thus disappointing our cherished hopes, at Boulogne everything had been organized and completed. Reviews, manoeuvres, embarkations and disembarka- tions, a thousand eager and anxious glances incessantly fixed on the sea, a thousand conjectures addressed by day and night to his minister, had occupied Napoleon in the midst of the extreme agitation of his weary waiting. With his mind thus on the stretch, he had in his impatience made Lacrosse, with seventy-five of the flotilla, attack the English cruising-station, and victory had remained with them. On that day half the Channel belonged to us during some hours; England thought she was on the point of being invaded; in her distress Caldcr was put on his trial, but on receiving the news of Villeneuve's inconceivable inaction and of his flight to Cadiz, she was triumphant, and her joyful outcry reached the ears of Napoleon who was kept better informed by our spies and the English press than by his own messengers and the telegraph wires. His displeasure was first manifest on August jth at the news of the battle of Finisterre, and his disappointment on the following days on hearing 152 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP that Villeneuve had entered Ferrol, beUeving him to be blocked there. At this first instance of disobedience to his orders, although the mischief at that time was not irreparable, the Emperor, who knew better than anyone the value of time, perceived that his admiral was by no means aware of its importance, that he had not understood the vastness of his mission, and that in this great drama, which had up to then so satisfactorily unfolded itself, Villeneuve, not being equal to his part, would fail them at the most important crisis. It was about four o'clock in the morning of August 13th that the news was brought to the Emperor at the imperial quarters at Pont-de-Briques. Daru was summoned, and on entering he gazed on his chief in utter astonishment. He told me afterwards that he looked perfectly wild, that his hat was thrust down to his eyes, and his whole aspect was terrible. As soon as he saw Daru, he rushed up and thus apostrophized him : " Do you know where that — fool of a Villeneuve "is now? He is at Ferrol. Do you know what "that means — at Ferrol? Ah, you do not know? He " has been beaten ; he has gone to hide himself at " Ferrol. That is the end of it, he will be blocked " up there. What a navy ! What an admiral ! What "useless sacrifices!" And becoming more and more excited, he walked up and down the room with great strides for about an hour, giving vent to his justifiable anger in a torrent of bitter reproaches and sorrowful reflections. Then stopping suddenly and pointing to a desk which was covered with papers : " Sit down there, " he said to Daru. " Write ! " and then and there, without any transition, without any apparent meditation, and in OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 53 his brief, concise, and imperious tones, he dictated to him without a moment's hesitation the whole plan of the campaign of Ulm as far as Vienna. The army of the coast, ranged in a line of more than two hundred leagues long, fronting the Ocean, were, at the first signal, to face about, to break up, and march to the Danube in several columns. The order of the various marches, their durations; the spots where the columns should converge or re-unite ; surprises ; attacks in full force ; divers movements ; mistakes of the enemy ; all had been foreseen during this hurried dictation. Two months, three hundred leagues, and more than two hundred thousand of the enemy separated thought from results, and yet, time and space and various obstacles were all overcome, and the whole future illumined by the genius of our Emperor. His foresight which was as much to be depended upon as his memory, could already predict, starting from Boulogne, the principal events of this projected war, their dates and their decisive results; and he dictated these to Daru with such certainty that a month after they had been ful- filled, he was able to remember them. The various fields of battle, the victories to be gained, even the very days in which we were to enter Munich and Vienna, all was foreseen and written down as it really happened later, two months in advance, at this identical hour of August 13th, and from these head- quarters on the coast! Although accustomed to the sudden inspirations of his chief, Daru was perfectly amazed, and still more so when he found that these oracular predictions came true on the very days named up to the time of our arrival in Munich. If there were some little variations 154 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP as to time, though not as to results, between Munich and Vienna, they were to our advantage. Long after- wards and frequently did this minister, still under the same spell of astonishment, tell me over and over again, that he had not less admired the clear and prompt determination of Napoleon to give up such enormous preparations without hesitation, than the correctness of his previsions when he suddenly changed all his plans to concentrate them against other adver- saries. These dictated directions to Daru remained unknown. A new hope had taken possession of the Emperor. His spirited and last instructions on August nth, 13th, and 22nd prove this. They were: "That it would be " too ridiculous that a skirmish of three hours should " cause such vast projects to fail ; that one should on "the contrary persist in them. Gravina is all energy "and force of character. Why does not Villeneuve "resemble him? Why should Villeneuve, at the head " of so many brave sailors, let everything go to destnic- "tion through sloth and despondency, when the Eng- " lish, threatened on every side, are altogether wearied " out and dispersed ? Will eighteen vessels allow them- " selves to be blocked up by fourteen ! " On August 22 nd he again vainly wrote to Villeneuve and to Gantheaume: "Make a start! come into the "Channel, and England is ours, and six centuries of " shame and insult will be avenged ! " On the follow- ing days, in spite of more and more alarming accounts from Austria of the flight of Villeneuve and the dis- couragement of Decres, he had not yet given up hopes of taking England, but towards the end of August, when the irreparable defection of his admiral was at OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 155 last only too certain, at table one day, he dashed down the glass which he was holding and exclaimed : " Well " if we must give that up, we will at any rate hear " the midnight mass in Vienna," Having secretly arranged everything since the 23 rd, for this sudden return to the Danube, and on the 26th for a fresh levy of 60,000 men, he cast a last glance of regret and sorrow towards England ; giving vent to his anger by dictating seven heads of accusation which should annihilate the culpable Villeneuve. Still master of everything, even of himself, he recovered his equanimity; and, in a memorandum free from any bitterness, he set forth the grandeur of the plan which he was constrained to abandon ; resuming all its details as if to preserve or record its conception, justify its possibility, and prove how nearly he had been on the point of succeeding. He pointed out, how with cer- tain modifications it might some day be resumed, and in the meanwhile what ought to be done with the flotilla. In subsequent instructions he ordered that Rossilly should replace Villeneuve at Cadiz and that with a strength of forty sail, he should dominate the Mediter- ranean. We shall see later that disaster resulted from the execution of this order by Villeneuve himself For the fatal battle of Trafalgar was the outcome of this, and if Nelson perished in it, so also did our navy. We no longer had a fleet, we had only a few squadrons. Then began the fortunate cruise of Lal- lemand whom Villeneuve had abandoned in the sea of Ferrol, thus increasing his own despair by making Tallcmand famous. As for the other squadrons, one of them was to be 156 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. sent into American waters. A vague prescience of the future would seem for the second time specially to have fixed Napoleon's thoughts on St, Helena. He ordered that it should be taken possession of and several times reiterated this command. The importance which he at that time attached to the possession of this rock, in the light of subsequent events, became remarkable. At last on September ist Napoleon left Boulogne, and six days later began the counter-march of the great Imperial army. The coasts were deserted and given up to our navy. Thus miscarried the greatest and most important, the most skilfully conceived and laboriously prepared design that ever emanated from the grand mind of the Emperor. CHAPTER XV. THE GRAND ARMY ENTERS GERMANY. IN order to accelerate the progress of his army on the march, the Emperor conceived the idea of con- veying them by post-stages. Having sent for the Mayor of Lille, he said to him : " Go now, receive and congra- " tulate my divisions on their way through, and organize "means of conveyance to facilitate their march. You "may expect 25,000 men, for whom waggons must be " ready : you will thus initiate this movement and set " the first great and useful example ! " This magistrate having declared that it went very much against him to welcome General V . . . . whose Jacobinism he com- mented upon: "Do not dare to say anything of the " kind, he exclaimed ; do you not see that now we "are all equally serving France? I would have you " know, Sir, that between the 17th and the i8th Brumaire " I have erected a wall of brass which no glance may "penetrate, and against which all recollections must be " dashed to pieces ! " On the day that had been settled, and at the hour that had been decided upon, all the marshals having reached their destination, amongst them Bernadotte (the only one who by speaking out relieved himself of the annoyance that obedience always caused him)^ 157 158 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP I received the order to be at the Luxembourg on September 23rd, where, with a detachment of the Imperial Guard, I was to take over the command of this Palace of the Senate so as to receive Napoleon, who came there at once to declare the war. My father and Regnauld de Saint-Jean d'Angely, both councillors of State, were the bearers of the projects of scnatus-consiiltiis for the new levies of 80,000 men and of the national guard. Napoleon wound up with these words : " Frenchmen, your Emperor will do his duty, my soldiers will do theirs, you will do yours ! " After which he returned to St. Cloud whilst I departed for Strasburg, preceding him only by twenty-four hours. He arrived there with the Empress on September 26th. Whilst listening to the reports of the position of the enemy he roused the enthusiasm of his people by an eloquent proclamation; he also collected 20,000 Alsatian waggons and caused them to be loaded with stores, and whilst from the first moment he was pushing forward all the various bodies of his army, he was reassuring Germany by a notification that there would be no encroachment of France beyond the Rhine, and ended by enlisting in his cause the greater part of the reigning princes on the right bank of this river. Placed between two fires, they had not yet quite made up their minds. The Elector of Bavaria, who had retired to Wurtzburg with his army, and who was pressed in contrary directions, on the one side by Bernadotte, and the other by an Austrian minister, hesitated to declare himself on the offensive. As soon as Napoleon saw in the distance the officer whom he was sending to him, he cried out : " What news do OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 59 you bring me at last? is it for us or against us?" — "For us," answered Lagrange. "That is better!" responded the Emperor, who could not, however, have had any doubts in the matter. General jMouton, afterwards Count de Lobau, was des- patched to the Elector of AVurtemburg through whose States we had to make our way. Ney, at the same time was marching upon the capital of this Electorate ; he had even forced open the gates, when an aide-de- camp of Napoleon arrived at our minister's. " Your " mission is a difficult one," said the latter, " the Elector " is raving, and what is very rare, he is at the same " time irascible and firm ; he w^ill make a fine noise " about it ! " " Not so much as a cannon, " answered the aide-de-camp, " and I am accustomed to that. " He then had himself presented to the prince, who having been prepared for his coming received him in the midst of his Council. The minister had predicted rightly; the scene was a violent one. The Elector broke in at the very begin- ning, scarlet with rage : " What you do you want ? " he exclaimed ; " your troops are invading my States, " they are violating my neutrality, it is a piece of treach- " ery ! What business has your Bonaparte here ? Shall " a prince of yesterday, a parvenu sovereign, offer " violence to me ? to me, a prince of old time and of " the race of princes ! But I am master here. I shall "soon prove it, I will send off these brigands." But the aide-de-camp, who was standing, preserved the impassible immobility of his martial countenance and remained motionless. He allowed the torrent of invec- tive to break against his imperturbable composure. When the prince, who was out of breath with rage, and l6o MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP who through his extreme obesity had exhausted all his energy, was obliged to stop to take breath, the general answered coldly : " That he had not come to "listen to personalities, nor to reply to them, but to " treat ; and that all these wild words made no impres- " sion on him and were quite futile, as he should not " even repeat them to the Emperor; that he had much " better listen to his propositions, all the more so because " Marshal Ney, with 30,000 men, was at the gates of "his capital!" The Elector was still fuming, but the contrast of this firm composure with his own unmeas- ured rage surprised himself. He felt that he had found his master, and realized that the blood of such men was as good as his own. Then changing his tone, he discussed the matter, and in an aside he let fall : " That such and such neighbouring possessions "were in his way, that if he had them and his elec- "torate was made a kingdom, matters might still be "arranged." When the aide-de-camp, from whom I heard all this, reported the result to Napoleon, the latter began to laugh, saying: "Well, that suits me very well; let him be a king, if that is all he wants ! " All the bodies of our army on September 25th, fronting the east, were bordering the Rhine from Strasburg to Mayence; that of Bernadotte would soon arrive atWurtz- burg, where the Bavarian army was awaiting it. Not a conscript was wanting: all were consumed with eager- ness ; the signal was given ! The marches of each chief were predetermined ; the days and the hours calculated according to the diversity of arms, of distances, of the difficulties of the ground and its various irregularities. These instructions, of such infinite detail, had been traced OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. l6l out by so firm and sure a hand, that all these masses of men, arms, horses and artillery, store and baggage waggons were ready to be set in motion, and would simultaneously reach the goal indicated with the most unheard-of quickness and in the most admirable order. On September 26th each body of the army was to cross the Rhine; and by a wheel to the right, the left wing being in advance by Wurtzburg, the whole army, executing the greatest change of front ever known, would on October 6th suddenly find itself in line, facing the south, from Ulm up to Ingolstadt on the Danube, the imperial stream being at once crossed at Ingolstadt, Xeuburg and Donawerth, then at Gaulh- burg. Suabia and Bavaria, Munich and Augsburg would be simultaneously reconquered, and Mack and the Arch- duke Ferdinand, being separated from the Russians and Austria, would be forced to let themselves be killed on the spot, or give themselves up prisoners. This plan is the prophetic account of the campaign. It will suffice for the future, when, owing to the accu- mulation of centuries, history will be forced to shorten all details, to allow of time to read it. This is the same manoeuvre as that of Marengo, but at closer quarters and much bolder; sure, instead of being rash; without the Alps to cross or recross, with an army three times the strength of Mack's instead of an army weaker by half than that of Melas, and against a very different general. Notwithstanding this, on September 26th, the day of Napoleon's arrival, as important and complete a result still depended upon the blindness and inaction of tlie Austrian army in its venturesome position, which was neither offensive nor defensive, with its front towards the Black Forest, its advance-guards thrown out into 1 1 l62 MEMOIRS OF AX AIDE-DE-CAMP the defiles of these mountains, and only looking straight ahead. It was requisite to concentrate and fix its attention there, and divert it from the great movement which was in readiness to turn its right. That is why on the eve of the Emperor's arrival, September 25th, and that of this general movement, Murat with his cavalry and Lanne's grenadiers, passed the Rhine at Strasburg. There, contrary to the rest of the army, they turned to the right, again proceeded up the right bank of the stream towards Friburg, filling the valley with tumult, and displaying the advance-gua^rds of their menacing columns at every opening of the Black Mountains. But on the morrow, whilst Mack, believing himself attacked on his front, was concentrating all his means of defence on that point, the grand army, crossing the Rhine from Strasburg to Mayence, was hastening onwards to surround him ; and Napoleon, at the pivot of this manoeuvre, was completing his negotiations at Strasburg, having misled the enemy by his sojourn there, and having waited there till October ist, till the movement of his marching wing was accomplished. From Murat's reports that day, he believed that his previsions were realized, that Mack had been deceived by his first stratagem, and that success was indubitable. And here is the proof: I had just received orders to precede him, first at Ettlingen, then at Ludwigsburg and at the Elector of Wurtemburg's, when the Empress said, on taking leave of me : " Depart, and carry with " you my best wishes. May you be as fortunate as the " army and France." Noticing my astonishment at such a positive assertion, she continued : " Do not doubt it for " a moment ; the Emperor has just informed me that in " eight days the whole of the enemy's army will infal- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 163 " libly be taken prisoner." This was on October ist, and on the 8th, Mack was completely turned; and a few days later it had become my lot in Ulm to force him to decide on the very capitulation which had been announced to me by the Empress. The Elector of Wurtemburg, who had been concili- ated, as we have seen, received the Emperor magnifi- cently at Ludwigsburg, when Napoleon completely gained him over to his cause. The Electress herself, though a princess of English blood, was won over by the care which Napoleon took of her private interests, and by the charming manners, recalling those of his early youth, which he displayed to fascinate her. He succeeded so completely that by way of excusing herself, she wrote: " His smile is positively delightful and enchanting," in a letter to her mother, the Queen of England. Napoleon knew that Mack could no longer face him in the Black Mountains; Murat had therefore been called back from their openings on the Rhine, at the same time that Ney was, in his turn, pushed on from Stuttgart to Ulm, around which he took up a position with his left towards the Danube. He thus covered and concealed the rapid march of the other bodies upon Donawerth, Neuburg and Ingolstadt ; a second time misleading and detaining upon the Iller the enemy's unfortunate general, whose feeble sight could not pierce through this screen, and who was awaiting Napoleon in Ulm firmly, whilst, outstripping him at Ludwigsburg, the Emperor was marching from October 5th by Gmund and Nordlingen upon Donawerth. If Mack had any suspicions of this they were very vague ; for, like all weak minds, satisfied with half measures, he contented himself by making Kienmaycr 164 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP and 10,000 men keep watch over the Danube and the bridge of Donawerth below him. Suddenly he learnt that on October 6th this division was overthrown; then he learnt successively; that on the 7 th, the Danube was crossed, not only at Donawerth but also at Neuburg and Ingolstadt ; that behind him, Suabia and even Bavaria were invaded and the Lech seized: that the next day October 8th, twelve battalions of grenadiers whom he had summoned to his help from the Tyrol, having been encountered by Murat at Vertingen, were either taken, killed, or dispersed, and that Augsburg must have fallen into our hands. On the gth he was overwhelmed by another blow, the attack directed against the three bridges situated between Ulm and Donawerth; and what was even worse, the news that Ney had just forced the Danube, behind him, by a fourth passage! The bandage over his eyes being thus torn away. Mack fell thunderstruck off his stilts. He recognised that without knowledge of the locality, without any conjecture as to the direction from which our forces had hastened, or as to what he had most to fear, our numbers, and the character of his adversary, he had just allowed 200,000 men to pass by him unrecognised; and that he had not perceived this until, surrounded by them, they were masters of his retreat, and had interposed themselves between him and the Russian army which he was expecting; that they had separated him from Austria which it was his duty to have defended, and had driven him up on Ulm, with his back against the Black Mountains and that very Rhine from which his foolish pride had braved Napoleon and dared to threaten France? OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 165 It was supposed that this general adopting a desperate course then faced us in the rear, from Ulm to Meningen ; but the facts, which alone testify on his side, and our own impressions of the moment are, that he did not take any course at all, but that from October the 6th to the 1 1 th, five whole days, the unfortunate Field- IMarshal remained in a state of stupefaction, crushed under the triple weight of his conscience, fear of the fate which awaited him, and of universal reprobation. In fact, till October 11, he remained at Ulm in the same state of stagnation in which we had found him when we crossed the Danube, on the 6th. The body which he had opposed to us at Donawerth, under Kienmayer, more fortunate than himself, had taken flight towards Austria ; the one he had summoned from the Tyrol was destroyed at Vertigen; that which he had left at Meningen, having neither received orders to rejoin him, nor to take flight to the mountains, re- trenched itself isolated in that town. On the other hand his advance-guard, which was resisting Ney on the left bank of the Danube, crippled by the loss of 4000 men at Guntzburg, was on October 9th, thrown back upon Ulm, upon which point Mack had also been driven with his 60,000 men. It may be remembered that, in 1800, Aray, having been in the same way turned and broken up by Moreau on both banks of the Danube, turned round upon our right wing at Nordlingen, and, escaping without striking a blow, was able to take up a position again between our army and Austria; why not imitate him to-day? Mack is near Prince Ferdinand, and is responsible for him ; will he allow an Archduke to be taken in Ulm, with himself and his army? CHAPTER XVI. ULM. HAD Mack with his 60,000 men passed through Ulm, leaving a detachment there, and thrown him- self on the left bank which the Grand Army had quitted, he could have dispersed by way of that bank, de- molishing the bridges which he would leave on the right of his passage. During this retreat he might have picked up or destroyed our camp-followers, our great parks of artillery, our baggage, and might pos- sibly have triumphantly returned to Bohemia, where he could have rejoined the Russians, But the distracted and feeble mind of such a general was not in accord with so sudden and thorough a course, so that instead of coming to a decision, he lost four whole days. On the night of the 14th to the 15th the Austrian chiefs met at a council where they could not come to an agreement, and Mack was only able to make himself listened to by the help of a power of authority, signed by his Emperor which had hitherto been held in reserve. But this general, who could neither flee nor defend himself, continued to hang on from day to day, the sport of the enemy and of circum- stances. Verneck, however, and 12,000 men separated 166 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP. 1 67 from him, were on the road to Nordlingen; it was only then that the Archduke, escaping by night from Ulm with some thousand horse, hastened to join him. Mack was in hopes that they would thus be able to get as far as Bohemia. As for himself, with the rest of his soldiers, of whose very number he was ignorant, left without provisions or means of retreat in Ulm itself, and on the entrenched heights which look down upon it, he was heard to exclaim: that he should defend himself there and divert attention from the flight of the Archduke; that the Russians would have hastened up within a week, and that Napoleon, in his turn caught between two fires, would be obliged either to flee or surrender. Such was the gist of ]Mack's speeches, for harassed as he was, words in default of deeds had not yet failed him. But on the next day, the 15th, attacked on both banks of the river, from the heights which surround Ulm he descended into the town, where, having been in danger of being burnt out on the 1 6th, he received a flag of truce during the night, and agreed to give himself up on the 25th if the blockade had not been raised by the Russian army. Vainly, and on three different occasions, first this offer of truce, secondly l^erthier, and lastly the Emperor himself in an in- terview with Lichtenstein, allowed Mack six days only, but he held out obstinately for eight. These two days respite, which in no wise really altered his position, seemed to his fevered imagination to be the only means of saving his responsibility, his honour (which was already lost), and even Austria itself. Finally, on the evening of the ist, he obtained this vain concession. Having signed his capitulation it was 1 68 J^IEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP to be consummated on the 25th, and up to the next day, the 19th, the unhappy man, apparently consoled, seemed to triumph in this delay which he had obtained, as if it had been a victory. But on the morning of October igth, thirt3^-six hours later, being summoned to the Imperial quarters, he there learnt : that on the 1 6th, a day out from Ulm. the Archduke had already been attacked by Murat with a loss of 3,000 men, and that a little further on before Neresheim, attacked for the second time on the 17th, the prince had abandoned his main body and taken flight with a few squadrons towards Bohemia; that on October i8th and igth near Nordlingen, only two good days' march from Ulm, Verneck and the rest of his 20,000 men who had left Ulm eight days earlier, with 600 carriages and guns with which they had been burdened, had laid down their arms; that on the other hand Bernadotte, Davout and the Bavarians, in short 60,000 men were occupying Bavaria where the Russians had not yet shown up. Then, crushed under the weight of so many misfortunes, the unhappy man, losing all hope, also lost the little presence of mind which still remained to him, and his distress was so great that he was on the point of swooning away. Perfectly distracted he gave up every effort, even to the last service which he could have rendered his country by keeping our army before Ulm to the 25th, and, completely subjugated by Napoleon's ascendency, he not only renounced the two days concession which had been so much contested, but agreed on the next day, the 20th of October, to give up Ulm with his arms, his horses, the 33,000 men that were left to him, and the time which was so valuable to his adver- OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 169 sary; thus hastening by five days his own loss and that of Austria. Now that by this summary we have been able to view this important event in its entirety and that I am more at liberty to descant on its details; passing from history to memoirs, I shall proceed from my notes of each evening to reproduce in detail the narrative of these fourteen days of manoeuvres, engagements, and of a capitulation which will ever remain famous. Without that, especially -as far as concerns us, I should only have presented the outside of things and too little the men themselves. I have already said that on October 6th the Emperor having outstripped and turned ]\Iack, had slept at Nordlingen. He had already during that evening pushed on to Donawerth in his impatience to see the Danube for the first time, and to assure and hasten the success of his manceuvre. On October 7 th, about one o'clock in the day, having returned to the bank of the Danube, he encouraged the workers to repair the broken bridge; the rain which never ceased during that month, and which caused the first part of this campaign to be so trying, had then just begun ; wrapped up in our cloaks, Mortier, Duroc, Caulaincourt, RapjD, and I, surrounded Napoleon, receiving and executing the orders which he kept on multiplying. At one moment I would be despatched to Rain to push on Marshal Soult, and the next to hurry Vandammc's passage beyond the mouth of the Lock. On coming back I always found him stationed in front of this burnt-down bridge of Donawerth, and in his haste to see it recon- structed on both banks, he ordered me to cross the stream too soon. This was the first danger to be lyo MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP braved and the most perilous. A single log of wood which was long and narrow and badly secured, had only just been thrown across from one pile to another. But under the eyes of Bonaparte I sped off with such an impetus, that in spite of the insecurity of this beam which was quivering under my feet, and the hindrance of my cloak which impeded my movements as it flapped in the wind, I reached the middle of the second arch without wavering. Once there, however, the oscillations of the frail and shaky foot-hold caused me to stagger. I was losing my equilibrium; beneath me the charred and half-burnt joists of the bridge, which had fallen into the stream the night before, were whirling round its foundations with a tumult in which I seemed about to be ingulfed and crushed; neither able to advance nor retreat. I was suspended over this abyss and already swaying towards it, feeling myself a lost man, when an exclamation from Napoleon: " Good God, he will be killed! " gave me fresh courage; this cry from his heart seemed to strengthen mine, and with a supreme effort I pulled myself together and managed to reach the right bank. An order which I received the next day, October 8th, is all the more deeply impressed on my memory because ten years later, a hesitation exactly resembling the one of which I was a witness occasioned the loss of the Grand Army and Waterloo, and the destruction of Napoleon himself! The Emperor, who was still at Donawerth, had sent me that day towards Augsburg, bearing an order to Saint Hilaire's division to take prompt possession of that town, I joined him not far from the latter, abreast of Markl, a village on the edge of the road. Saint Hilaire, hearing the roar of OF THE ExMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 171 the guns on his right, had just halted there, uncertain if he should not turn to that side; but acting on the order which I had brought him, he was again setting for- ward, when one of Murat's officers, hastening from Ver- tingen came, in the name of that prince who was engaged in the action whose firing we had heard, to summon him to the rescue. Saint Hilaire, a man full of heart and intelligence, immediately made up his mind. " You hear, " he said to me, " I must make as much haste as possible, the can- " nonading compels me; notwithstanding contrary orders, " in such an unforeseen case it is a matter of principle "to respond to the call." And he immediately turned the head of his column to the right, upon Vertingen. But as generally happens, he had not taken a hundred steps in that direction, than harassed by the responsibility which he was assuming, he asked my opinion. Frankly I knew nothing about it, but at all hazards, thinking it my duty to impress the object of my mission upon him, I insisted on the importance which the Emperor attached to it. The general's anxiety increasing, he stopped short and exclaimed that I was in the right^ then turning back his column, he resumed the road to Augsburg. Then came the turn of IMurat's envoy, this officer in desperation so vividly describing the prince's peril that Saint Hilaire, much moved, was not able to resist him, and for a second time started off towards Vertingen. But while on the march, apostrophizing me : " You " are attached to the person of the Emperor," he said. "You should know his motives." — " He did not confide "them to me," I answered, "but it is evident that " we are turning the Austrian army, and Augsburg 172 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP *' being on the line of operations or of retreat, it is of " the most urgent importance to seize it. As for Prince *' Murat, he can just as well be supported from Donawerth, "which I left full of troops." This reflection seeming to strike him, he made another halt in his perplexity, and, changing his mind, once more set his column on the road towards the capital of Suabia. But that cursed west wind which was drenching us with rain, also bore us the sound of the cannonading with greater distinctness, and restored his former scruples. Once more he halted. "Good God," he said, "what " a position ! The guns are coming nearer, how can I " draw back ? The Emperor did not know of this " battle when you left Donawerth. " I was obliged to own the truth of this. "His own brother-in-law," " he exclaimed, " how can I abandon him when he is *' calling upon me, when he is perhaps completely over- " whelmed. It is impossible. " And for the third time the worthy general turned his column again and dashed across country, abandoning Augsburg for Vertingen. I was marching on with him, myself in a state of uncertainty, and had almost given up the idea of per- suading him, when the head of his staff pointed out to me that night was drawing on, and that we could not possibly arrive on the scene till after the issue of the conflict was decided. This being to my advantage, I again returned to the charge, representing to the general that if he persisted in this direction when it was too late to respond to the prince's appeal, he would be disobeying the Emperor's order which could still be executed. This new point of view seemed to decide Saint Hilaire, who changed his mind OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 173 for the fourth time, after having spent two hours in wandering from one direction to another, finally resum- ing that of Augsburg. Feeling sure this time that he would continue on his way, and believing that my mission was fulfilled, I turned back to give an account of it. But it was my turn to be in fault : as the bearer of so important an order which should have been executed at once, I ought to have remained to see to it. Had I done so, my report would have been more interesting and useful, and Napoleon would have been better satisfied. Not that when he saw me, he made any observation about it; he was still standing before Donawerth, dressed as I had left him the night before, and it was then two hours after midnight. Out of consideration for Saint Hilaire I did not descant on his long hesitation, I only mentioned the place and the hour when I had succeeded in bringing him to a decision. "All the better," said the Emperor, " as the enemy was well beaten at Vertin- gen." Then leading me up to a side table, he added: "Come, where did you leave Saint Hilaire? show me ** on this map. " Having consulted my own to some pur- pose, I was able to do this without hesitation, and I had taken note of the distances on the spot, so that I could draw conclusions as to the hour when Augsburg must have been occupied. " Very well, " said Napoleon, "now let us go and rest." He did nothing of the kind himself, as can be proved by his dispatches to his marshals which were dated that very night, and T remember myself that three hours after I had left him, when I was again summoned to him at daybreak on October gth, I- found him on horse- back on the right bank of the Danube. 174 MEMOIRS OF AX AIDE-DE-CAMP Almost as soon as we were on the march, Duroc said to me : " Tell me what happened yesterday with Saint "Hilaire." I did so. "Thus," he said, "you really " believed and told the Emperor that x\ugsburg must ** have been last night in the occupation of that general? " — "Most certainly," I answered. — "Well," continued Duroc, "it is just the contrary. Would you believe " that directly you had left him, another spell of hesi- " tation on his part made him return to Vertingen, this " time for good. It was past midnight when he arrived " on the battle-field, and as you may well imagine, he ** found neither friends nor foes; so that wanting to be " everywhere, he was nowhere, neither where he thought " he was going, nor where he was wanted to go. His * hesitation caused him to fall into the very disasters " which he was trying to avoid, so that he has been " worse than useless." I was dismayed by this error which had become inexcusable ; it would, however, be difficult to say what Saint Hilaire really ought to have done in such an alternative. But henceforth and after the fatal example of Waterloo, what Frenchman in such a case would he- sitate to repeat the first words of the general to me : " I must go at once, the cannonading compels me, and " in spite of contrary orders, the case being unforeseen, ** it is a matter of principle to obey the call"? That day, October gth, the Emperor pushed on as far as Vertingen, to examine, according to his custom, the spot where the battle had taken place, to judge of the moves, to review and reward the conquerors, and thus in the glow of success, to fertilize the field of this first victor}-. His words, especially those ad- dressed to Klein's division, excited them to the highest OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 175 pitch, not only as a mass but individually. To quote one example amongst others, a non-commissioned officer of dragoons who had been cashiered the night before by his colonel, saved his life the next day at the risk of his own. Napoleon accosted him. " I was wrong " the day before yesterday, " answered the soldier, " yes- " terday I only did my duty. " Upon which the Emperor decorated him amidst the acclamations of his comrades. A certain major had been cited; he was imme- diately admitted into the Imperial Guard. Exelmans, who had already attracted attention by his rapid insight and intrepid firmness, and who dared at once to put into execution the thing he advised, had been the first to stop the march of the enemy's flank by charging home upon the head of his column ; then making his dragoons dismount, he had with this improvised infantry carried the village of Vertingen. " I know it is impossible to be braver than you are, " said the Emperor, " and I create you an officer of the " Legion of Honour ! " This was a double promotion for the officer, and the emulation which it caused can be imagined. On the I oth the Emperor continued as far as Bergau, whence he went on to reconnoitre the enemy up to Pfaffenhoffen. He had just written to Josephine : " That the Russians were still beyond the Inn ; that " he was keeping the Austrian army blocked on the "Iller, that the enemy being already beaten had lost " their heads ; that everything predicted the shortest and " most brilliant campaign, though carried on in a deluge, " the weather being such that he was forced to change "his clothes twice a day." At the end of the day his headquarters were 176 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP established at Augsburg where he only arrived at ten o'clock at night and remained two days. We have seen by the preceding summary what detained him there; but our subject now concerning Napoleon and ourselves specially, other details are necessary. At this time and after the passage of the Danube, the Grand Army, divided in two, was at the same time facing Austria and France : Austria, with 60,000 men, masters of Bavaria, under Davout and Bernadotte; Mack and France, with 140,000 men scattered in Suabia from Albeck up to Langsberg; the greater part of whom it was now important to unite on the point of attack. Napoleon, who had arrived in Augs- burg on October loth, thus found himself placed between these two masses. There he remained till October 13th with one eye fixed on Austria where he was counting the footsteps of the Russians, the other on the Tyrol and the army of the Archduke John, whose various corps, detached to relieve Mack, were coming up to be beaten separately; lastly watching Mack himself whom he had broken through the two previous days at Vertingen and at Guntzberg, and was now pressing back on Ulm and on the Iller. However little he held this field-marshal in esteem,, judging the present by the past, he could not believe that Mack with his 80,000 men as he thought, should not at Ulm follow the example of Melas at Marengo ; and that in his hopeless position he would not endeavour to seek death or salvation by a battle. Two other courses remained open to him ; either to throw himself into the Alps by Upper Suabia, or to fall back upon Bohemia by the left bank of the OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 177 Danube. Napoleon rendered the first of these impos- sible, by pushing Soult from Landsberg and Augsberg upon ]\Ieningen and Biberach. As for the second, whether the Emperor had been misled by the reports of jMurat, or that he had reckoned too much on Dupont seconded by d'Hilliers who had failed him, (both of these still occupying the left bank of the Danube towards Albeck), he neglected this bank under the impression that Mack was waiting for him on the Iller, where his magazines were. It was there that he com- manded Alurat to draw all around him: Lannes, Ney himself, Marmont, Soult, 100,000 men, in short. Thence resulted Ney's desperate passage of the right bank by the bridges below Ulm, on October 9th, followed by the too complete abandonment of the left bank of the Danube. Napoleon had at the outset misled Mack by the rapid execution of his first and great manoeuvre, and in his turn was himself misled by the inconceivable and stagnant irresolution of his adversary. On the gth, and even more so on the loth, he was so convinced that this field-marshal would make some great attempt either upon Augsberg or towards the Tyrol, and above all that he would assemble his army upon the Iller, that supposing Ulm to be almost abandoned, he ordered Ney, and then Dupont even by himself, to take possession of it. Indeed, on the evening of the loth, he so entirely believed in a battle on the Iller that he announced it to his marshals with the day and the hour. " Mack, " he wrote from Bavaria to Davout and to Bernadotte, "will succumb on the Iller on the 14th; and all being " over on that side, they Avould see the Emperor come "to their aid with 40,000 men." 12 178 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP But during the night of the 12 th to the 13 th all had changed. A letter from Lannes full of the warlike in- stinct which that marshal possessed to so high a degree, disclosed to Napoleon the fact that Murat was mis- leading him by his reports, that looking only straight ahead, he was attracting all to himself and that in spite of Ney he had given up to the enemy Du- pont and the left bank of the Danube. On the other hand the news had just arrived at the Imperial quarters of the engagement at Albeck, where Dupont, one against four, and abandoned by d'Hilliers, was surrounded; and although left conqueror on the battle-field, had been obliged to retire leaving his stores behind him. This letter of Lannes and the news from Dupont which Napoleon had been so far from expecting, at last drew his attention to the left bank; he began to be doubtful of a battle on the Iller, and the fear of Mack's retreat towards Bohemia . by Nordlingen could no longer be regarded by him as groundless, for he had just demon- strated its possibility. The most lively anxiety took instant possession of the mind of Bonaparte. His great park of artillery, his reinforcements, his line of advance, indeed his line of operation were not sufficiently pro- tected on the left bank of the Danube. Mack in Ulm is on both banks : it would even seem as if he would profit by this advantage to take flight. It was therefore necessary, if indeed there were still time, on the one hand sud- denly to re-possess himself of the left bank; on the other, thoroughly to reconnoitre the enemy along the right bank as far as Ulm itself, to obtain a certainty as to his intentions on both banks and to keep him there. October 1 3th saw the issue of a hundred instructions. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 1 79 the most important of which was an order to Marshal Ney, which he was not able to execute till the next day, to recross the Danube at Elchingen that very day at all hazards. In his restless anxiety Napoleon had already sent me the previous evening to Murat as the bearer of orders and to bring back news; and the prince, at last discovering his error, had informed me that the enemy was no longer before him but had crossed to the opposite bank. My instructions were to return that night to Guntzberg where the Emperor arrived on the 13th at day-break. There, warned by me that part of the enemy had been perceived on his way, in his astonishment he sent me to recon- noitre up stream the bridge of Leiphen which he thought was held. This was admitting the very possible supposition that the enemy had already been able to advance so far from Ulm by going down the stream on its left bank to escape us. It was not till the afternoon that I found the Emperor at Pfaffenhoffen with Murat. On my report that Leiphen was full of our troops, but that they did not seem to contemplate holding the bridge, he said to his brother-in-law with a shrug of the shoulders : " It " is always the same. You see how our orders are "executed." It is difficult to say if a reproach thus worded, was intended for Ney or for Murat; but the Emperor evidently perceived that during" his stay at Augsberg everything had got behindhand ; that the enemy had been neglected and badly recon- noitred ; that it would be necessary in the future for him to be present everywhere himself, and that he could rely only on his own discernment. He immediately sent order upon order to Tannes l8o MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP and Marmont to press Ulm closely, and recalled Soult there from Meningen ; the night reports having arrived, he reproached Ney who had only too well obeyed orders, for having left Dupont alone on the other bank, and reprimanded him for having feebly attacked the bridge of Elchingen that evening and having met with a repulse. " He thought it quite right, " he wrote, "to draw the enemy into partial engagements which " could only be favourable to us, but that it was necessary " above all to avoid risking those slight reverses which " raised the courage of the enemy and restored the spirit " of an army which had lost it. " It must be admitted that from Guntzberg to Pfaffen- hofifen, the army presented an aspect of the greatest disorder ; the roads which were full of ruts, were strewn with our Alsatian waggons stuck fast in the mire, with their drivers at their wits' end, and with fallen horses dying of hunger and fatigue. Our soldiers were rushing right and left, helter-skel ter across the fields; some looking for food, others using up their cartridges shooting the game with which these plains abounded. Hearing all this firing, and the whistle of the bullets, one might have fancied oneself at the advance-posts, and one ran quite as great risk. It was difficult to check this licence, for the soldiers without rations could only live by pillage, and were foraging for their officers. The Emperor passed by without appearing to take any notice of this disorder; an inevit- able consequence of the myriad rapid movements which are requisite to attain the most glorious results. Indeed these enormous armies, like giants, require to be seen at a distance when defects pass unnoticed, which is the case of the world itself, whose whole strikes us - OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON L l8l \\4th admiration, but in which so many details appear sacrificed to this admirable whole. I must confess for my part that I might have made my recognizance of the bridge of Leiphen more useful to the Emperor. I ought to have made him acquainted with its approaches, the configuration of the two banks, and above all the fact that the right commanded the left one. I neglected insisting on this point, although its importance was very great. ]\Iy immediate regrets were at first only a question of amour-propre, but became more serious later on. Had I, in fact, drawn the attention of the Emperor to the facility of this passage which was then free, whilst on the contrary that of Elchingen, strongly occupied and at two hours distance, was very dangerous of access, he would probably have chosen it, or, at any rate, he would, by a double attack, have divided the enemy's forces, and thus diminished his resistance. The brilliant but bloody action of Elchingen on the next day, when Ney, taking the bull by the horns, might have met with a repulse, would have been the more assured and less costly; thus the smallest details are never unimportant and there is no such thing as a trifling error in critical moments. My only excuse was in my excessive fatigue ; however, worn-out as I was by a consecutive journey of thirty-six hours, on my own horses at first, and then on those of orderlies and country people, the Emperor, who was preoccupied with what was going on on the other bank, sent me several leagues further, with orders to his heavy cavalry to reconnoitre along the Danube. It was then that Marshal Ney, obeying his orders with too great precipitation, had caused the approach of the bridge of 1 82 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP Elchingen to be vainly attacked by an insufficient advance-guard. While pursuing my way, the sound of the firing attracted me to this engagement where I should have found myself without a mission, acting the useless and unbecoming part of a mere spectator. A curious meeting, however, stopped me. I was walking across the fields at nightfall when suddenly a sentinel from behind a bush, opposing me with his bayonet, cried out : " Who goes there ! " in such good German, that, taking him for one of the enemy, I thought I had better rid myself of him before he had time to alarm his guard. I therefore answered in the same language, and drew my sword which I was going to ttiake use of, when, surprised by his confidence, I asked him in German : " What part of " the world do you come from ? " " From Strasburg, " he answered. Then, discovering my mistake, with some relief, I must admit, and cured by this adventure of my ill-timed martial curiosity, I bethought myself of executing Napoleon's orders, after which I went on to sleep at Guntzberg where the headquarters remained, though without the Emperor, who had gone to pass the night at Pfaffenhoffen. On the next day, October 14th, no longer trusting anybody. Napoleon left at daybreak for the castle of Hildenhausen, himself to begin the engagement which on this side was to drive back the enemy into Ulm. Immediately afterwards, going down the bank full gallop, he reached the passage of Elchingen where I found him at the moment when the 69th regiment, overthrowing the enemy on the bridge, had just taken possession of it, and when supported beyond it by the 76th infantry and the i8th, loth and 3rd dragoons, the OF THE EINIPEROR NAPOLEON I. 183 Rifles, and Hussars, Ney in three assaults took possession of the elevated and formidable height on which is situated the thenceforth celebrated abbey of Elchingen, Whilst the marshal was thus driving onwards up to the foot of Michaelsberg, the true rampart of Ulm, Laudon, who was flying with a loss of 6,000 men, Napoleon had pushed on through the midst of reinforcements of all branches who had thrown them- selves upon the bridge, and the dead and wounded who encumbered it. He was making his way with difficulty through this narrow passage, covered with blood and wreckage, when noticing that the wounded left off moaning to salute him with their customary greet- ing, he stopped short. Amongst these was an artillery- man whose thigh had been carried away by a cannon ball; remarking him specially, he drew near him and taking off his own star, placed it in his hand, saying: " Take this, it is yours, so is the Hotel of the Invalides " where you may still have the consolation of living on " happily. " — " No, no, " replied the brave soldier, " there " has been too much letting of blood this time ! But no " matter, long live the Emperor! " On the other side of the bridge a grenadier of the former army of Egypt lay on his back with his face exposed to the pelting rain. In the excitement of action he w^as still crying : " Forwards ! " to his com- rades. The Emperor recognised him as he was passing by, and taking off his own cloak, he threw it over him, saying: "Try to bring this back to me, and in " exchange I will give you the decoration and the "pension that you have so well deserved." Then from the top of the steep height of Elchingen, giving his whole attention to the engagement, and 184 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP seeing that victory was decided, and the left bank at last retaken, he sent General Mouton on to Albeck, where the hazardous position of Dupont disquieted him; and crossing the bridge, rapidly rode up the right bank beyond Hildenhausen, desiring to assure himself of the success of this other attack which had been engaged by him at daybreak. Decided for the future only to believe his own eyes, he drew near, remaining so long on a hillock near the enemy, that we were obliged to turn ourselves into sharp shooters, and even to open a pistol fire upon the Austrian dragoons to drive them away from his person. Night was falling before he retired satisfied, and he returned again to the right bank to sleep at Ober-Falheim, near Elchingen, at the house of a village priest w^here Thiard made his bed, and one of his aides-de-camp made him an ome- lette; but as everything had been pillaged, he had to do without all he required; neither dry clothing nor anything else could be had, not even his Chambertin wine, causing him to remark gaily, " That he had never " gone without that, not even in the midst of the Egyptian desert." On October 15th, at three o'clock in the morning, which was his habit, because the reports of the day before were then to hand, he dictated his orders, to the effect that during the day. Mack was to be com- pletely thrown back and hemmed in between the two banks within the walls of Ulm. He already suspected that a troop of the enemy might evade them by Nord- lingen, but he did not then foresee a sudden attack on his rear towards Donawerth. He took the pre- cautions which were then necessary. As soon as it was light he took up his position in OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 185 the abbey of Elchingen where he drew up the order of attack on IMount St. IMichael, towering over Ulm, and the key to that town. Mid-day was the hour decided upon for this last blow which was to be struck by Ney, supported on the left by Lannes, with a reserve of the guard and our heavy cavalry. Towards eleven o'clock, Napoleon in his impatience mounted his horse again, and proceeded on the road to Ulm, even passing Ney's advance posts and pushing on as far as the foot of Mount St. Michael. Twenty-five mounted riflemen of his guard and a few of us alone were following him. He was getting impatient of the delays in the arrival of his columns which was the inevitable result of the passage of the bridge of Elchingen behind us, and was anxious that it should be over. At last when some of the enemy's balls fell near us, not being able to take another step without grave imprudence, he stopped and called me to him: "Take my riflemen," he said, " go to the front and bring me back some prisoners." Thus began the battle of Ulm. It was the Emperor in person who engaged it with his escort. The enemy had perceived him; — it occupied the top of the hill, and a squadron of Uhlans barred the road. My own squad which was badly officered by its lieutenant, missed its charge, stopped and nearly caused me to be taken as well as a brigadier who alone had followed me, and had been wounded at my side by the thrust of a lance. Getting bcick dissatisfied, as may be imagined, I reprimanded the riflemen, their officer especially, and dispersed them as sharpshooters. Then the firing began. Why I remember this circumstance, in itself not very 1 86 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP remarkable, is on account of a strange meeting which I had just made unconsciously, and that of the temporary disgrace which the whole body of riflemen of our guard contrived to draw upon itself that day. Before my departure from Paris for the army, a female relative of the young Prince of Windischgraetz had recommended him to me in case he were taken pri- soner; and on the contrary, it was this self-same brilliant young officer who at the head of his platoon of Uhlans had very nearly taken me. As for the mounted riflemen of the guard, some spirit of false pride had taken possession of this picked corps. They had become so haughty that they not only looked upon the advance post duty with disdain, but on the night of this action, on their return to Elchingen, they treated the Imperial livery with disrespect, taking pos-- session of the best places for their horses, by hook or by crook, and leaving the others outside They were soon, however, set down, for Napoleon, in a rage, sent them off at once to his brother-in-law, and two days after, being drafted into his cavalry without any distinction of person, the entire corps made amends for the error of a few amongst them by contributing to make 20,000 men lay down their arms. The firing that I had just initiated soon extended over the whole line commanded by Ney. We had thought that we were covering the Emperor, but he had grown tired of these skirmishes and the never ceasing rain, and had sought shelter at Hasslach whilst waiting for his guard and the corps of Marshal Lannes. I found him in a farm house of this hamlet, dozing by the side of a stove, whilst a young drummer was doz- ing also on the other side. Somewhat surprised^ at OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 187 this spectacle, I was told that they had wanted to send the child elsewhere ; but the drummer boy would not hear of it, saying, " That there was plenty of " room for everybody, that he was wounded and cold, " that he was very comfortable, and that he meant to " stop there." On hearing this Napoleon began to laugh, saying: "That he must be allowed to remain as he made such a point of it." So that the Emperor and the drummer slept side by side, surrounded by a circle of generals and high dignitaries, who were stand- ing whilst waiting for orders. The cannonading, however, was drawing nearer, and Napoleon aroused himself about every ten minutes to send off messengers to hasten Lannes' arrival, when that marshal entered abruptly with the exclamation : "Sire! what are you thinking of? You are sleeping, " while Ney, single-handed, is fighting against the whole "of the Austrian army!" — "Why has he engaged "them?" answered the Emperor. "I told him to wait; " but it is just like him ; he cannot see the enemy "without falling upon him!" — "That is all very well," " retorted Lannes, " but one of his brigades has been " repulsed. My grenadiers are here ; we must hurry " up ; there is no time to be lost ! " And he carried off Napoleon with him, who in his turn becoming excited, pushed on so far ahead that Lannes, not being able to persuade him to stop, at last roughly seized his horse's bridle, and forced him back into a less dangerous position. Ney had indeed refused to defer his attack ; his left wing had just been shiiken by a sally of 10,000 men, notwithstanding which he had ordered Dumas to tell the Emperor, " that he would see to all, and that ho 1 88 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP " answered for everything, and had no need of Marshal " Lannes ; glory was not a thing to be shared ! " The imminence of the danger was of short duration. In a very few moments, Bertrand with three batta- lions carried the retrenchment of Michael's Berg ; and Suchet, on the other side, detached by Lannes, soon crowned the heights of the Frauenberg. Thus master of the outskirts, the Emperor from the summit of the first of these hills, was able to contemplate at his feet within half-range of his shells, the town of Ulm completely surrounded, and full of the enemy packed closely together, without provisions, without forage, unable to move within its walls. From that moment, knowing that his prey could not escape him. Napoleon began to set his lines in order, to unite and strengthen his positions, to threaten the town with a few shells, and when night came on he left to pass it at Elchingen, where I joined him too late to fulfil my duty of establishing his headquar- ters, and seeing after his guard. The fact was that at the hottest moment of the day, led away by curiosity and a desire to be one of the first to enter Ulm, I had left Napoleon to follow the attack of the 17 th light infantry on the gate called "Stuttgart." It was at the very moment when Colonel Vedel, entering pell-mell with the enemy, had lost the half of his first battalion in Ulm, and had been taken with the remainder. Having got away from the scrimmage, I w^ent off to seek my fortune elsewhere, with such recklessness that I was on the point of falling into an ambuscade when Marshal Ney, who was behind me on the slope of the Michael's Berg, saved me from this misfor- tune. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 189 I was somewhat roug-hlv admonished about this the next day by Rapp and Caulaincourt, who asked me if I thought I was in the army entirely on my own account and for my own pleasure. They added that as an officer of the Emperor's staff my duty was to remain within hail, to be at hand to convey his orders, and that while waiting to receive them, I could take observations, if I wanted to do so, within my range of vision. This well-merited lesson was all the more useful to me in that while recalling me to my duties as one of the staff, it caused me to reflect on the means by which I could best fulfil them. I indulged in this examination of conscience while reposing on the straw at our halting place, Elchingen; and it was probably of a very different kind to that of the monk to whose pallet I had succeeded. Imagin- ing that our part of the campaign was over, I only got up in time to aid the Emperor to mount his horse, and to repair my inadvertence of the previous day by taking possession of the abbey. Its inspection was a sad and painful business, for the horrors of war asserted themselves with only too much prominence. To begin with, the ambulance was installed there, as I soon knew from the cries of the wounded who were undergoing amputation, and whom it would be my duty to see and encourage. But a still more terrible sight awaited me. I was going over every part of this immense gothic edifice, visiting the guards and rectifying the orders ' when, passing by a dark cellar, I thought I heard stifled moans mingled with noisy singing and bursts of laughter. I stopped to question a sentinel who told mc that the same groans of pain broken by out- I go MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP bursts of mirth, had excited his astonishment. We listened together, and then hearing nothing but the chink of glasses I was going to pass on when another feeble, plaintive cry reached our ears. Much . troubled, after having vainly sounded all the surrounding walls, I went into a low-pitched room whence proceeded the convivial sounds. A party of couriers and valets were at table making merry with the wines which they had just laid hands upon. I told them to be silent, enquiring if they had not heard moans and groans from some point quite near to them. They replied that they had, but not knowing what it meant, they did not trouble themselves about it. " But several of you slept here last night, " I said, " and in the stillness, you must have heard even *' more plainly." They gave the same answer, " that *' the moaning had disturbed them, and that they had *' also been annoyed by a foul, corpse-like smell, but " that they had been able to fall asleep again. " This was too much for me : " Get up at once, " I exclaimed, *' and follow me." Our researches took some time, but at last in this very cellar which they were occupying, behind a heap of planks, we discovered a massive door which seemed to have been carefully hidden from view. For some time it resisted our attempts to open it, but when open, such a fetid smell issued forth that I drew back; I had, however, seen enough to force myself to overcome my disgust. This cellar of small size, though fairly well lighted, had disclosed to me in a glance every torture of suf- fering, every manifestation of agony and misery. I have witnessed many horrible scenps but the details OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. igi of this one will ever remain graven on my memory. The door had been barricaded by the bodies of Austrian soldiers who had died of hunger or of their wounds, and who having pulled the door upon them- selves, had not had the strength to open it again. One of their officers was lying there in a dying con- dition though still breathing, but almost suffocated by the unfortunates who had expired while they were lying on him. Further on many bodies w^ere stretched out here and there, some of which had their arms gnawed off; of these some bore an expression of rage, others w^ere in an attitude of prayer. In the middle of the cellar, a second officer, all bloodstained, tried to raise himself on his knees when he heard us enter ; he extended his hands to us, but fell forward in his weakness, first on his hands, then on his forehead, frothing at the mouth, and gave up his last breath with the death rattle in his throat. A third officer was crouched on a table which he had probably mounted to reach the air hole and cry for help ; his head wagged from one side to another, and his hands moved about as if seeking a hold on something to cling to, the light of day, the outer world, the life that was ebbing away ! . . . . But enough — perhaps too much ; courage fails me to continue. In short, these un- fortunates, dead or dying of their wounds, of hunger, and above all of thirst, numbered about fourteen or fifteen, amongst whom hardly three could possibly be saved. Unfortunately I had only discovered them on the third day of their agony ; it was during the night before last, in an endeavour to save themselves from the excesses of victory, that they had inflicted this tor- ture upon themselves. 192 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP Whilst I was engaged in this sad inspection, the Emperor who had been falsely informed of the flight of the Archduke, believed him to be on his way towards Biberach and the Alps. He counted on his retreat being cut off by IMarshal Soult. Again on the positions of the Michael's Berg which had been conquered the previous night he was cannonading Ulm, piling up fascines, and threatening an assault on this town and army which were already surrounded and dominated on all sides. Mack, on his side, a prey to the animadversions of his generals, was telling them that the Russians would soon arrive, being on their way to succour them; and he forbade them on their honour, even to pronounce the word surrender. But he contradicted himself by asking Marshal Ney on that ver}^ da}^ Oct. i6th, for a suspension of arms, who, however, made short work of his appeal, vouchsafing no other reply than the eloquence of his pieces of ordnance. The Emperor had just returned to Elchingen; and the night of the i6th to the 17th of October had com- menced. As soon as he heard of these parleyings, which indeed he had expected, he sent word by letter to France and elsewhere that he held the Austrian army prisoner; that it would capitulate within an hour, and, sending for me, he gave me verbal orders with brief and concise instructions, to go and negotiate the conditions of the capitulation with the Field-marshal. I shall now proceed to reproduce the narrative of this event in the same terms in which I drew it up a little later, from notes taken on the spot, for Gene- ral Dumas. This general was then engaged in writing a summary of the campaign in which my report figures OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 193 as piece justificative. The very few modifications which may be remarked in this document render it more conformable to the original notes. Imperial Headquarters of Elchingen. October 17 th. Last night, 24th Vendemiaire (October i6th), the Em- peror called me into his study, and ordered me to enter Ulm, and make Mack agree to surrender in five days, or to grant him six if he absolutely required them. Such were my instructions. The night was pitch dark, and a furious gale had risen; I was very nearly blown over several times during the storm. It was pouring with rain, and I had to travel by cross country roads, avoiding the bogs where man, horse and mission might come to an untimely end. I arrived nearly to the gates of the town without meeting our advance posts: there were not any to be seen; sen- tinels, vedettes, guards, had gone under shelter, the parks of artillery even were abandoned, there were no fires and no stars. I wandered about for three hours striving to find the general, and I passed through several villages where I vainly interrogated those of our troops who were occupying the various houses. At last I discovered a trumpeter of the artillery, half drowned in the mud under an artillery waggon, where he had taken shelter. He was stiff with cold. Together we approached the ramparts of Ulm where we were probably expected, for at our first call, M. de la Tour, an officer who spoke very good French, presented himself to conduct me to the field-marshal. 194 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP He bandaged my eyes and made me ascend by the fortifications. I ventured on remarking to my conductor that there was no need of a bandage on such a very dark night, but he said it was customary. It seemed to me rather a long way, and I took advantage of this to make my guide talk, with a view of finding out what eminent chiefs were in the town. To this end I complained of fatigue, asking if Marshal Mack's quarters were far from those of the Archduke. " They are contiguous," answered M. de la Tour, fi-om which I concluded that we held in Ulm, with the prince, all the remainder of the Austrian army. In course of conversation I felt confirmed in this conjecture, which the departure of the Archduke at that very moment had rendered an erroneous one. We at last arrived in an inn where the general-in- chief was lodging ; it might then be about three hours after midnight. This general seemed to me to be tall, old and pale, the expression of his countenance denoted a keen imagination, and his features were drawn by an anxiety which he vainly endeavoured to conceal. I announced my name and after the exchange of a few compliments, I entered on my subject by telling him that I came from the Emperor to call upon him to surrender, and to settle with him the conditions of the capitulation. He seemed to find these expressions unpalatable, and he would not at first agree that it was a necessity for him to listen to them. On this, however, I insisted, dwelling on the fact that having received me after his demand for a suspension of arms, I should naturally conclude, as the Emperor had done, that he fully realized his position; but he replied impatiently, that it would soon be completely OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 195 altered, that the Russian army was approaching, that it would extricate him and place us between two fires, and that perhaps it would be we who would capitulate. I retorted that in his position it was not surprising he was ignorant of what was going on in Austria, because we had entirely cut him off from it; that in consequence it devolved upon me to inform him that Marshals Davout and Bernadotte, and the Bavarian army, were occupying Ingolstadt and Munich, and that their ad- vance posts were on the Inn where no one had yet heard anything of the Russians. " May I be the great- " est jackass," exclaimed Marshal Mack in a rage, "if " I do not know on positive authority that the Rus- " sians are at Dachau ! Do they think they can humbug "me like this? Am I to be treated like a child? No! " M. de Segur, if I am not succoured in a week, I " agree to surrender my position, and that my soldiers " should be prisoners of war, and their officers prison- " ers on parole. By then there would have been " time for succour to reach me, and I should have " fulfilled my duty. That succour will come, I am "certain."—"! have the honour again to tell you, sir," I retorted, " that we are not only masters of Dachau, " but of Munich and Bavaria, up to the Inn. Besides, " allowing your assertion were true, and that the Rus- " sians are at Dachau, five days would be sufficient for " them to come and attack us, and His Majesty has " granted them." — "No, sir," resumed the marshal, " I de- " mand eight days. I will not listen to any other " proposition. I must have eight days, they are indis- " pensablc to vindicate my responsibility." — "Thus," 1 continued, " the difficulty lies in the difference between " five and eight days. I confess that I cannot under- 196 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP " Stand the importance which Your Excellency attaches " to this, when His Majesty is before you at the head "of more than 100,000 men, and when the corps of the "Marshals Davout and Bernadotte, and the Bavarian " army would quite suffice to delay the march of the " Russians by these three days, even supposing them to " be where they are very far from being at present. " — " They are at Dachau," repeated the marshal. " So be " it, Baron, " I exclaimed. " Let us even say at Augs- " burg, all the more reason that we should wish to finish " with you as soon as possible. Do not force us to take " Ulm by storm, for instead of five days' delay, the Em- " peror would be here in a few hours. " — " My dear sir, " replied the general-in-chief, " do not suppose that " 15,000 men will let themselves be taken so easily. It "would cost you dear." — "A few hundred men," I re- plied, " while for you it would mean the loss of your " whole army, and the destruction of Ulm, which Ger- " many would consider your doing ; in short, all the " horrors of a siege which His Majesty desires to avoid " by the proposition he authorized me to make to you. " — "You had better say," exclaimed the marshal, "that "it would cost you 10,000 men, the strength of Ulm is "sufficiently well known." — "It consists," I resumed, " in the surrounding heights which we are occupying. " — "It is impossible. Sir," he answered, "that you "should not be aware of the strength of Ulm." — "Without a doubt," I answered, "all the more that we "can see down into it." — "Very well. Sir," then said the unfortunate general, " you see men who are ready " to defend it to the last extremity, if your Emperor "will not give them eight days. I can hold on some "time. There are three thousand horses in Ulm, and OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 197 " sooner than surrender, we would eat them up with a " great deal more pleasure than you would if you were "in our place." — "Your horses!" I exclaimed, "ah! " Marshal, you must indeed be in sad straits already if " you are thinking of such a sorry resource ! " The marshal hastened to affirm that he had ten days' stores, but I did not believe it. The day was beginning to break, and we had made no progress ; I might grant six days, but the baron so obstinately held out for eight, that, considering the concession of a day quite useless, I w^ould not mention it. I therefore took my leave, telling him that my instructions commanded me to be back before day, and that in the event of a refusal I was to convey to Marshal Ney as I passed by, orders to begin the attack. On this General JVIack complained of the marshal's rudeness towards the bearer of a flag of truce to whom he would not listen. I took advan- tage of this to say that this marshal was indeed of a most hot-headed and impetuous disposition and inca- pable of self-restraint ; that the body of men which he commanded was not only the most numerous but the nearest to them ; that he was impatiently awaiting orders to storm the place, which I should deliver to him on my departure from Ulm. The old field-marshal would not be intimidated ; he insisted on his eight days, and that I should convey the proposition to the Emperor. This unhappy general was ready to sign the loss of Austria and his own, and yet in this hopeless posi- tion, when he must have suifercd cruelly in every way, he would not give in ; his mind retained its faculties and his arguments were lively and tenacious. lie de- fended the only thing that remained to him, time; cither 1 98 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP because he really thought the Russian army near enough to come to his succour, or that he sought to retard the downfall of Austria of which he was the cause, and to give her a few days longer to prepare for it. Lost himself, he still struggled for her. He was a man of conversation rather than of action. Bewil- dering himself by vain conjectures, he tried to play a game of diamond cut diamond. It is also possible that he may have desired to turn our attention from the flight of the 50,000 men of whose escape by NordHngen we had just been informed. This morning before nine o'clock, I returned to the Emperor at the abbey of Elchingen, giving him an account of this negotiation, whose details appeared to please him. His glance denoted the liveliest satisfac- tion when misinformed by me as to the presence of the Archduke in Ulm. After twenty minutes' conversa- tion, seeing that I was worn out with so many days and nights of fighting and fatigue, he gave me per- mission to take off my clothes and retire to rest. But before I was half undressed, I was ordered back to him in hot haste, and as I kept him waiting a couple of minutes, he sent Marshal Berthier in person to seek me in my cell where I was wearily struggling into my clothes again. This major brought me at the same time the new propositions written on half margin, and the order to go back at once and make the mar- shal accept them. The Emperor granted eight days, to date from Octo- ber 15th, the first day of the blockade, which really reduced it to the six days which I could have conceded but had not chosen to do. However, in case of a persistent refusal, I was authorized to date these eight OF THE E^IPEROR NAPOLEON I. 199 days from October i6th, and the Emperor would still be the gainer of a day by this concession. He was anxious to enter Ulm quickly so as to increase the glory of his victory by its rapidity, to be able to turn back and throw himself upon Vienna before that capital had recovered from its consternation, so as not to leave the Russian army time to take measures for its defence ; and also because our own provisions were beginning to run short. Marshal Berthier caused me to be informed that he would approach the gate of Ulm, and that when the conditions were settled, I was to procure his admission. I returned to Ulm towards noon. This time I found Mack a few paces from the gate of the town on the ground-floor of a small, dirty, and miserable pot-house. I handed to him the ultimatum of the Emperor, and he immediately went up to the first story to discuss it with some generals, amongst whom were MM, de Lichtenstein, Klenau and Giulai. Twenty minutes later he came down again alone, once more to argue with me upon the date of the respite which had been granted to him. His obstinate tenacity made me relinquish all hope of overcoming it, so that I judged it right to concede the only day which I was author- ized to yield. A misunderstanding, due no doubt to the difference of the two calendars which we were each using, led him to imagine that, dating from 25th Vendemiaire (October 17th) he was thus obtain- ing the eight days for which he held out. Then in a singular transport of joy he exclaimed: " M. de " Segur, my dear M. de Segur, I was not mistaken in "relying on the generosity of the Emperor.... tell " Marshal Berthier that I thoroughly respect him tell 200 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP " the Emperor that I have only a few shght remarks " to make that I will sign anything you bring me "but also tell His Majesty that Marshal Ney has used " me with great severity .... that that is not the way to " treat Be sure to tell the Emperor that I relied " on his generosity ..." Then he added in an effusion of increasing delight: " M. de Segur, I value your esteem " I think a great deal of the opinion that you may " form of me. And I will show you the paper that I " had already signed, bearing my unalterable resolution. " Thus saying, he unfolded a sheet of paper upon which I read these words : " Eight days or death ! signed "Mack." I was transfixed with astonishment when I noted the expression of happiness which irradiated his coun- tenance. I was astonished and almost taken aback by this puerile joy over such a futile concession. In so entire a shipwreck of his hopes, what a miserable branch was this for the unhappy general-in-chief to hang his lost honour upon, in the belief that it might also be strong enough to bear that of his army, and the safety of Austria. He took my hands and pressed them in his ow^n, allowing me to leave Ulm with unbandaged eyes, and even permitting the introduction of Marshal Berthier into the place without any formality ; he was, in short, happy at last ! . . . . There ensued, however, a lively discussion with General Berthier still concerning these dates. I had explained the misunderstanding, and the matter was laid before the Emperor. Marshal Mack had assured me on my night visit that ten days' provisions were left, but as a matter of fact, so little remained, as indeed I had remarked to His Majesty, that he had OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 20I asked permission in my presence for some to be sent in that very day. This consideration alone would leave the Emperor free to take back the twenty-four hours which he would give up. He therefore yielded as to the date; and that very night, October 17th, this capitulation, whose negotiation he had entrusted to me, approved by him, was signed by Marshals Berthier and Mack. Mack finding himself turned and driven back upon Ulm, thought that by throwing himself into it, he would attract and keep the Emperor before the ram- parts of the town which would thus favour the escape of his other corps in different directions. He believed that he had sacrificed himself and this was what kept up his courage. At the time of my negotiations with him, he seemed to think that our whole army was motionless and, as it were, stationary before Ulm. He arranged the furtive evasion of the Archduke who went to join Verneck and Hohenzollern. Another division that had remained at Meningen was also to attempt to escape, and yet another under Jellachich took flight towards the mountains of the Tyrol. But it was hoped that all would be taken prisoners. It is known now (night of 17 th to i8th October), by a report of Prince Murat and the capture of 3 to 4,000 men that the body of 20,000 men encountered by Dupont towards Albeck on October 14th was on that very day, and still more on the 15th, cut off from Ulm and thrown back upon ITcidenheim ; that the Archduke Ferdinand who, it was believed, had only left on the previous day (the 1 6th), about an hour after midnight on the very night I had been sent there, had rejoined this detached corps which had 202 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP been attacked by Prince Murat, and that he was flying with the remains of it to Nordlingen. To-day, (October 1 8th) the Emperor's attention which was now easy on the score of Ulm whose capitulation was signed the previous night, and whose gate designated " Stuttgart" had been given up to us, was eagerly concentrated on the Archduke. He sent order upon order to his foot dragoons, to Marshal Lannes, Oudinot, Nansouty, even to the cavalry of his guard. Some were to defend our reserve parks which were left without protection on the passage of the Arch- duke's flight ; the others in divers directions, were sent forth to help Murat to seize the Austrian prince, and at all hazards, to possess themselves of his person ; others were to clear our line of operations whence the Emperor was expecting the stores which we were in need of, and which the overflow of the Danube prevented us from transporting from the right bank. In the anxiety of his suspense he lets nothing escape him. He has just given me the order to question in the following sequence the couriers who arrive from Stuttgart by way of Nordlingen, and to write him their answers. " What have they learnt ? What have they " seen ? What enemies have they had to avoid ? How " numerous were they ? Who were the generals ? How " many guns ? In what direction were their columns " marching ?" This morning (October 19th), the Emperor having learnt through Prince Murat that the 20,000 men cut off from Ulm, had been all taken, together with their guns and the whole of their baggage, he sent word to Mack to come and see him at Elchingen. The un- happy general reached it about one o'clock and then OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 203 all his last delusions were destroyed. His Majesty, in order to persuade him no longer to keep him uselessly waiting before Ulm, forced him to contemplate the full horror of his position and that of Austria. He informed him of our success on all points ; that Ver- neck's corps with all his artillery and ten generals had capitulated ; that no doubt the Archduke himself had been taken, and that nothing more had been heard about the Russians. The unfortunate general was overwhelmed by all these blows ; his strength failed him and we saw him turn pale ; in fact he would have fallen down if he had not leant up against the wall for support. Then only, breaking down under the weight of all his misfortunes, did he own his distress : that he had no more stores in Ulm ; that instead of 15,000 men, there were 24,000 combatants and 3,000 wounded, and that the confusion was such that every moment more were discovered ; that he was fully aware that no hope remained, and that he consented to surrender Ulm and his army from the following day, (October 20th) at three o'clock in the afternoon. He, however, exacted a declaration, signed by Marshal Berthier, as to the position of the Russians, and that Marshal Ney and his corps should remain before Ulm till the 25th. This last demand was pue- rile to a degree, because in any case it would bo necessary to leave forces there to guard the captured army and to escort it into France. On leaving the Emperor and perceiving me he ex- claimed : " That it was cruel to be dishonoured in the " mind of so many brave officers ! and yet in his pocket " there was his own opinion written and signed to the " effect that he had refused to allow his army to be 204 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP " broken up, but that he was not in command of it, " for the Archduke was there. " It is possible that there was a disincHnation to obey Mack, and it is certain that after my last con- ference with him in Ulm, when the capitulation had evidently been agreed upon, the attitude of several of the Austrian generals around him quite revolted me : I could easily see that their envious jealousy, grati- fied by the ruin of the chief who had been imposed upon them, was paramount to all feelings of propriety, and made them for the time quite oblivious of patriot- . ism. It is true that several others amongst whom were MM. de Lichtenstein and Klenau, made no attempt to hide their bitter mortification. To-night (October i gth) it is known that Jellachich's six thousand men who had evaded Marshal Soult beyond Biberach, were in flight towards Feldkirch, while on the opposite side, the Archduke was fleeing towards Bohemia with a few squadrons. It thus fol- lowed that after several partial combats beginning at Donawerth on October 6th, in the space of fourteen days and without a single battle, this army which numbered about 48,000 men inclusive of the reinforce- ment sent by the Archduke John, and not including the 18,000 men who had escaped with Kienmayer, Jellachich, and Prince Ferdinand in three separate directions, was either decimated or taken prisoner. To-day (October 20th), 33,000 Austrians and eighteen generals with forty flags and sixty mounted guns have surrendered as prisoners of war. This captive army defiled past the Emperor at the foot of a rock between Ney's and Marmont's corps ranged in order of battle to right and left with loaded arms. As they passed by. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 205 the prisoners, seized with admiration, arrested their march past to contemplate their conquerors, and many- cried out : " Long live the Emperor ! " With very- different emotions, some with evident mortification, and others eagerly without waiting for the order, laid down their arms. The infantry threw down their muskets on either side of the roadway, and the cavalry, dis- mounting, gave up their horses to our cavalry, and the artillery their guns, of which our artillery took possession. The officers, sent home on parole, alone retained their arms. An outburst of enthusiasm which was with difficulty repressed, broke out in our ranks at the sight of this triumph. During the long defile, which in succession brought back to Ulm this mass of prisoners, the Emperor kept the Austrian officers' by his side. His manners and his words were gentle, kind, and even affectionate. He endeavoured to console them for their reverses, saying: — " That war had its chances, " that being frequently conquerors, they ought to console "themselves for being sometimes conquered; that this " war in which they had been engaged by their master " was unjust and motiveless ; frankly, he did not know " himself what they were fighting for, nor what was " expected from him. " There was a moment when one of these generals, noticing that Napoleon's uniform was much splashed, remarked how fatiguing the campaign must have been for him during such very wet weather. " Your master, " he answered with a smile, wanted "to remind me that I was a soldier; I hope he will " own that the Imperial purple has not caused me to "forget my first trcidc." 206 MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP In the course of the conversation some threatening words, it is said, were let fall concerning the Emperor of Austria. Mack was present during the whole painful scene; and one of us who did not know him by sight, and was anxious to contemplate the unfortunate general, asked him to point him out. " You see before you the miserable Mack ! " was the answer of the field- marshal. Miserable indeed, unfortunate man! What a sad example, what a lamentable downfall, what a cruelly different fame to that which he had sought! (End of tJie copy of my notes.) The Emperor who had returned for the sixth and last time to Elchingen, after this triumph, lost no time in dividing its trophies between his allies and France. Paris received those of Vertingen: the Senate, the flags taken at Ulm; France, 60,000 prisoners, " des- " tined, " he said " to take the place of our soldiers in " field labour. " But all did not achieve this destiny, a good number of them having escaped before reaching our frontiers. The Russian recruiters were blamed for this, but it was partly owing to the carelessness of our own soldiers who did not like acting as escort to them. Their careless negligence when not fighting, and their gentleness after victory is, besides, well-known. During the same night of October 20 to 21, a pro- clamation of Napoleon to his army, dated from the abbey of Elchingen now for ever famous, testified his gratitude to his soldiers. He showed them their glory in the results of the victory which they owed to him. Swabia and Bavaria conquered in a fortnight, with all the parks and magazines of the enemy, 200 cannon, OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 207 go flags, 72,000 men killed or taken! He went on to laud their devotion and praise, their intre- pidity, taking credit to himself for having spared bloodshed by conquering by manoeuvres without a battle, and winding up with these words : " My soldiers are my children." He added deeds to words, and decree upon decree proved the extent of his gratitude. By one of these they were to benefit by all the taxes levied on the enemy, and by the proceeds of the sale of the maga- zines that had fallen into our hands. The most mag- nificent of all, selecting the preceding fortnight from the rest of the year, declared that this month of Octo- ber alone should be reckoned to them as a campaign in their record of service. In the midst of these grateful acts of recognition and his usual work, he had not neglected what had remained to be done. Our army of Ulm with the exception of Ney, was already on the march to rejoin that of Bavaria. And as in his proclamation, when announcing the arrival of the Russian army to his soldiery, he had told them proudly: "That, as for " himself, there was no general there with whom he "could find any glory to be obtained, but as far " as they were concerned, they would be able to prove " for a second time that they were the first or the second " infantry in the world, " it was not difficult to see that he had been so lavish of thanks with a view to incite them to further deeds; or at any rate, that there was as much thought of the future as remembrance of the past in this remarkable outpouring of gratitude. Thus ended, before Ulm and in Elchingcn, the first part of this campaign. CHAPTER XVII. VIENNA. UP to that time it was our adversaries who had changed, but not our luck. It was not long, how- ever, before we recognised that we were going to have to do with very different men. These were 40,000 Russians under Kutusow and his lieutenants, Bagra- tion and Miloradowitch, names which have been rendered famous by our misfortunes in 181 2. They are a self- contained nation, selfish through isolation, ignorance and superstition ; keenly sensitive as to their still superficial civilization, strongly constituted as to their component parts of the pride of masters and the de- votion of slaves. Their chiefs possess the instinct of war, and are eager, prompt, and resolute, and the blind, obstinate tenacity of the soldier is never wanting in their generals. Our advance-guards on the 31st, under Kellerman on the right, Murat and Davout in the centre, and Lannes on the left, carried away by eagerness to conquer, overtook and harassed the enemy ; these marshals and generals had left the Emperor behind, and were in a state of anger and indignation at any show of resistance from the enemy, as if it were an act of insubordination or revolt. Nothing stopped them, 208 OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 209 neither abrupt defiles, broken bridges, pathless roads, affluents of the Danube, or fatiguing marches of ten or fifteen leagues. Napoleon's expectations had been so far exceeded that on November 5th, our advance guards had taken from the Austro-Russians 6,000 killed and wounded, also the Traun and Upper Austria from Enns to Steyer, and the Enns itself. At Steyer, which was the end of Moreau's glory, the bridge having been burnt, Davout's soldiers passed the Enns one by one on a beam, under a hail of bullets and grape shot. They had reformed on the other bank, under the Austrian retrenchments, and then springing forwards, had dislodged the enemy by taking more prisoners than they numbered assailants. On the eve of this action, the Emperor had arrived at Lintz from Lembach and remained there five days. This sojourn proved fertile in excitement and movement. To begin w^th, about a quarter of a league from the gate of this town, a terrible incident, of a rare char- acter in our army, where discipline is rendered easier through the intelligent emulation, and the fraternity of arms and origin of the soldier and the officer, had struck him with horror, which found its manifestation in impetuous speech. He was galloping past the left flank of a column of light artillery, when twenty paces before him, he noticed an artilleryman throw back his head with a threatening air, and at the same moment saw his captain by a back-handed blow of the sabre sever it almost completely, so that it inclined towards the shoulder of the unfortunate man who fell to the ground in a torrent of blood. Napoleon turned pale at this horrible sight and making his horse bound forwards, exclaimed : "What have you done. Captain?" 14 2IO MEMOIRS OF AN AIDE-DE-CAMP "My duty!" answered the officer abruptly; "and " until I am killed by one of my soldiers, " he added in a loud tone as he looked straight at them, " I would "kill anyone of them who dared to fail in respect to "their captain." The Emperor, struck by his energy, was speechless for the moment, but controlling his emotion, he resumed in a firm voice: "If this be the "case, you have done well, you are a good officer and "understand your duty. This is how I wish to be "served." He than continued his course in the midst of a mournful silence inspired by his words, and entered Lintz at a walking pace with a troubled expression of countenance. Other emotions and preoccupations were, however, awaiting him in the town. On the one hand the Elec- tor of Bavaria had hastened to give vent to his assur- ances of earnest gratitude ; the deputies of the Senate had also come to express the admiration of France; Giulai and Lichtenstein were the bearers of an insidious offer of an armistice; whilst Duroc had arrived bring- ing back from Berlin nothing beyond a hope, which was that Frederic would await the issue of arms to decide whether he should remain neutral or join our enemies. As for the armistice which the Emperor of Austria, terrified at our approach, and already disgusted with Russian exaction and arrogance, had sent to demand. Napoleon answered that peace was only possible on conditions that he would dictate, which he did by letter, but that as for a suspension of arms, the request seemed untimely, as he could nowhere perceive any Austrian army with which he, at the head of 200,000 men, could desire to arrange an armistice. OF THE EMPEROR NAPOLEON I. 2 11 That is at any rate what we of Napoleon's entourage learnt concerning this conference. Whilst it was taking place Giulai's aide-de-camp complained to us with ex- treme bitterness of the excesses of the Russians. At the same time, M. de Thiard, who was one of us, had been drawn into a secret interview by the Prince de Lichtenstein. Whether this personage was entrusted with a mission, or whether of his own accord he favoured the customs of his Court by trying to bring matrimonial alliances to the aid of the resources of war, his insinuations were, of such a nature, that on leaving him, Thiard thought it his duty immediately to seek out the Emperor, saying that: "Lichtenstein " had just been questioning him as to the rumour that " the Prince Eugene had asked a princess of Bavaria " in marriage, " and that on his reply the Austrian prince had added : " Why should you stop there ? Vienna has " other marriageable princesses, and could not peace be " sealed by another marriage ? " Upon which Napoleon exclaimed impulsively : " An Austrian princess ! Ah ! " no, never — France would be revolted at such an idea, " it would recall Marie Antoinette. " And surprised by a communication of this importance made through such a channel, he asked Thiard what had been the cause of this outpouring of Lichtenstein, and why he had selected him for such a confidence? Thiard was well acquainted with Austria and the Austrians, in whose ranks he had served; he could speak their language and was aware that he was useful to Napoleon. He, therefore, answered without confusion or even any reticence : " That having belonged " t