Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1852-06-11
Vol Whole No. 1881.

o.o5 p,,onarartn EXPRESSED wish for a drive
n tba mark and accordingly went out, attend
al hx his wife. his brother Joseph, Duroc,
Cam6acnres and Hortense Beauharnals, wife
of Louis Buonaparte. The King OF Prussia
had lust presented Napoleon with superb
set Of horses four in number, ana these were
harnessed TO an open chariot Tor the party
The Consul took it into his head to drive III
narson. and mounted into the cOachman's
Mace, the chariot set off, but just as he was
turning into the park, it went crash against
stone at the gate, and the First Consul was
thrown to the ground. He attempted to rise,
but again fell PROSTATE in a stunned and IN
sensible condition. Meanwhile, the horse
sprang forward with the chariot, and were
only stopped by Duroc, at the risk OF his
life, who threw himself out and seized the
loose reins. Josephine was taken out III u
swooning state.
The rest of the party speedily returned to
the First Consul and carried him back 10 his
apartments. On recovering his senses fully,
the first thing which he did was to put his
hand to his pocket and pull out the strip OF
paper dropped at his feet in the chapel.
Leaning over his shoulder, Josephine read
upon it these words Do not drive out IN
your carriage to-day
This can have no allusion to our late accl-
dent said Buonapartc. No one could fore
see that was to play the part OF coachman
to-day. or that | should be awkward enough
to drive against a stone. Go, DurOc, and eX-
anime the chariot
Duroc obeyed. Soon after he returned
very pale, and took the First Consul aside.
.Citizen-C Consul said he, had you not driven
against the stone and stopped our drive we
had all been lost How so ? was the reply.
There was in the carriage, concealed behind
the back seat, bomb-a real massive bomb
charged with ragged pieces OF iron, and
with a slow match attached to lt-kIndled
+. Things being so arranged, that in u quarter
of an our we should have been scattered
among the trees at the park of st. Cloud.
There must be treachery close at hand
Fouche must be told Of this-Dubois must be
warned = Not word to them replied
Buonapartc the knowledge Of one plot but
endangers a second. Let Josephine remain
ignorant of the dangers she has escaped.
ilortcnse, Joseph, Cambaceres-tell none Of
them; and let the government journals say
not Il word about my fall
The First Consul was then quiet for some
time. Duroc,' said he, at length, you will
come tomorrow to mass in the chapel and
examine with attention a young girl whom
shall point out to YOU She Will occupy the
fourth window of the gallery on the right !;
follow her home, or cause her 10 be followed,
and bring me intelligence Of her name, her
abode and her circumstances. 1t Will be
better TO do this Yourself | would not have
the police to interfere Have YOU taken care
Of the bomb, and removed it" / have, Git
izen Consul Come, then, let us again
drive in the park, said Buonapartc. The
drive was resumed, but on this occasion the
coachman was allowed to fulfill his own du-
ties.
On the morrow, the eyes of more than one
person turned to the window in the gallery.
But the jealous Josephine sought in vain for
the elegant figure Of the young girl. She
was not there. The impatient First Consul,
with his conidant Duroc, were greatly an
noyGd at her non-appearancc, and small was
the attention paid by them to the service of
that day. The girl was seen at mass no more.
The summers Of Napoleon were chiefly
spent at Malmaison-the winters at St. Cloud
and the Tuillories. Winter had come on, and
the First Consul had been holding court in
the great apartments Of the last Of these pal
aces 1t was the third month, called 'nivosc
and in the evening Buonaparte entered his
carriage to go to the opera, accompanied by
/ his aid-de-camp Lauriston, and General Lam
mes and Bcrthier. The vehicle was about 10
/ tie, rushed upon the place CarousaI, made
/ her way into the middle Of the guards about
10 accompany Napoleon, and held forth pa
! per to the latter, crying, Citizen Consul
! read, read Buonaparte, with that smile
! which BOurriCnne describes 50 irresistible,
! salutcd the petitioner, and stretched out his
hand tor the mssiye. \ petition, madam p
said he, inquiringly; and then continued,
Fear nothing; | shall peruse it, and see JUS
tice done Citizen Consul = cried the wo-
man. imploringly, joining her hands What
she would further have said was lost The
coachman, who, it was afterwards said was
intoxicated, gave the lash to the horses and
sprung off with the speed of lightning The
First Consul, throwing into his hat the paper
| he had received, remarked to his COMPANIONS
could not we'll see her figure, but think
the woman is young
Tho carriage dashed rapidly along. 1t
was just issuing from the street of St. Nicho-
las, when frightful detonation was heard
mingled with and followed by the crash of
broken windows, and the cries of the unin-
Jured passers by. The int5rRM machine had
exploded Uninjured, the carriage of the
Consul and its inmates were whirled with un-
diminished rapidity to the opera Buona-
; partc entered his box with serene brow and
unruttled department. He saluted, as usual
the assembled spectators, to whom the news
OF the explosion came with all the speed
which rumor exercises on such occasions
All were stunned and stupefed; Buonaparte
was only perfectly calm He stood witt
crossed arms, listening attentiyely to the ora
torio of Haydn, which was executed on thai
evening Suddenly, however, he remembered
the paper put into his hands. lie took it out
and read these lines: In the name of heav
en-, Citizen Consul, do not go to the opera to
night, or, if you do 20, pass not through tn,
street of St. Nicholas = The warning cam
in some respects too late.