The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1850-01-19
Napoleon's Flower Girl.
AN INCIDENT AT ST. HELENA.

AT St. Helena, when the weather was
favorable, Napoleon always rode out, either
in his carriage or on horseback, but as
soon as he became familiar with the con-
tiutd space allotted to him there, he often
preferred exploring the secluded grounds.
After having finished his daily task of die
tatioh flor one Of his iavorte occupations
was the dictation of his MEMOIRS and spent
hours in reading, he dressed about three
O'Clock and went out, accompanied by
Gen. Bertrand, Monsieur Las Casas, or
Gen. Gourgand.
HIS rides were all directed to the neigh
boring village, which he took much plea
sure in exploring, and where he found him.
self free from observation. Though the
roads were in some places almost impassa-
Bile, his taste for exploring seemed to in
crease rather than dminsh even the
pleasure of ranging this valley was to him
species OF liberty. The only thing 10
which he had an uncommon aversion was
meeting the English sentinrls, who were
constantly Stationed to watch him. In
one of these rides he found seques'ered
spot in the valley which afterwards be-
came daily retreat for meditation.
One day he discovered neat cottage
among the rocks of the valley, and entered
the garden attached to it, which was radl-
ent with flowers and geraniums, which a
young girl was watching. This young
girl was brunette, and as fresh as the
flowers; she had large blue eyes, OF most
pIeasan, expression, and Napoleon, always
an admirer of the fair sex, was much
struck with her beauty.
"Pray what is your nameP he in
CURED.
"Henrietta," she replied.
"You seem very fond of flowers"
"They are all my fortune, sir"
''How is that %
Every day take my geraniums to the
town, where get few sous for my bou-
quets."
"And your father and mother, what do
they do?"
"Alas sir, I have neither,' replied the
young girl, with much emotion.
"No parents"
"Not one; I am quite stranger in this
land. Three years ago, my father, an
English soldier, left London with me for
the Indies; but alas my father died on the
voyage, and when the vessel reached this
island my poor mother was so i'll that she
could not proceed further, and we were
left here. She was ill for long time, and,
having no resources for our support, | was
advised to sell flowers. A gentleman in
the town, who made inquiries as 10 our
prospects, took pity on us, and gave US
this cottage, where my mothers health
improved, and where she lived nearly two
years, during which time we were sup
ported by the sale Of flowers. About a
year ago my poor mother had relapse,
and Obtained a release from all earthly SUI
ferings. On her death bed she recon-
mended me to trust IN Providence, and l
feel pleasure in obeying her last wish"
The young GIRL, having thus spoken, burst
into tears. During this short recital Ma
poleon was very much affected, and, when
she burst into tears, he sobbed loudly. At
length he said
"Poor child! what sin could you have
committed that you should have been ex-
lied here so miserably! Like me, she has
no country, no family she has no mother;
and ! | have no child!''
After pronouncing these words, the en-
peror again sobbed audlbly, and his tears
flowed freely Yes, this great man, whom
the loss of the most brilliant throne in the
world affected not, who was calm amidst
Desolatlon itself, wept at the recital of this
poor girl After few moments he re-
sumed his customary frmness, and said to
her--