Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1856-11-13

bent towards her, his glistening eve fixe
on her with an indescl liable expression {
fondness and pity. The Emperor claspe
her in his arms, and she lay folded in hi
embrace lost IN a trance. trembling wit
surprise and love at the sound Of words G
tenderness such as she had not heard for S
long a time. Overcome by contendin
emotions, her head dropped on his breast
and she again burst into tears, forgetting
4 in her agitation, that the Emperor deteste,
TO see her weep. But why said he, I'd
you still sob, dear Josephine! l came t.
console you, and now you are as wretche
as if had given you some new cause TO
sorrow. Why will you not listen to mel"
"Ah! feel-I know too well--my hear
tells me--all torebodes that the happiness
now feel is only for a moment-that misery
despair, aw ait me, and that, sooner or later
She could not finish the sentence-sht
! could resolve to solicit the divorce, but sEt
could not speak of it 10 the man she adored
and from whom it woula part her forever.
"Listen to me, Jose e2hine," said Napoleon
pressing her in his arms-"list TO me
Josephine. | love you sincerely; but France
is still dearer to me--she is my vile, my
mistress, my best beloved. cannot disre
| gard her voice--the voice of The nation
that demands pIedge from me-a SONAR
heir from him whose life has been devoted
to her glory. | can answer for nothing
but remember, Josephine, whatever hap
pens"-and he sighed deeply-"you vii
never cease to be dear to me. On this yor
may rely. Weep, therefore, no more.
beseech you end these sufferings, that affiici
me and are killing you. Away with this
despair Be'the friend of that man on whom
the eyes of Europe are fixed; be the sharer
of his glory, as you ever will be the partner
of his heart; and above all, depend, reckon
on me-"
| This explanation was little calculated to
com fort poor Josephine, as, under all these
gentle words, she read but too plainly the
determination he had adopted-the certainty
that she was to be divorced, and that he
himself wished and desired it.
Deep as was her grief, exquisite as were
her suiferings in still loving him whom she
had ceased to please, she was amply aven-
ged, for, in parting with Josephine, Napo-
leon forever lost his good angel. He him
self felt and acknowledged this when, dur
ing one OF his visits to her at Ma maison
after the divorce,) while wandering together
in the gardens they had planted, he ex-
claimed, in alluding to their separation.-
"Ah! Josephine, have never been happy
since!" Defeat and disgrace from that hour
dogged his footsteps, and all announced
that, having reached the eliminating point
of prosperity, thu future had only revcrses
and msfortunes in store for him. and that
his career was, irem that time, to descend
as low in misery as it lad risen in power
and glory.
Once before Josephine death, the walls
of Malmaison bebeld gorgeous and impe-
rial assembly grouped around her, when the
allied sovereigns paid that graceful compli-
ment to the virtues of the fallen Empress,
by visiting her in her retirement, during
their occupation of Paris This was the
last time her name appeared connected with
any public event. Her death occurred soon
after, and she was mercilully spared all
knowledge OF the sufferings and humiliation
of the man she had never ceased to adore,
and whose cruel deserton of her may be
considered as the blackesl stain in mis- great
name.
By strange fatality, Josephine was laid
in the grave and Napoleon lost his throne
within a short space of time. Malmaison
again received the exied Emperor after his
defeat at Waterloo, ard before his unforlu-
nate surrender to the English. Horense,
he daughter Of her he had repudia!ed, was
there to welcome and console him during
the briet period that he endeavored TO make
head against the thousand intrigues that
surrounded him. 1t was during this inter-
val between his defeat and his emoarkation
at Rochefort that Napoleon visited, one
night alone. the tomb of his once-beloved
Josephine. Silently meditating. in the dark
recesses in which her monument is placed,
what visions must have passed before his
soul, of youth, love, and happiness! How.
on this solemn occasion, must his heart
have reproached him for his base desertion
of this exalted, affectionate wOman!--con-
tras Led as she must have been, in his mind,
with the calous Marie Louise, who had, at
that verv time, forsaken him with the csld-
est Indifference.
There is something inexpressibly touch
ing in this last sad adieu of Napoleon to lie
ashes of his former wife. The image oi
that fine chiselled countenance emerging
from the dark shadows of the gloomy arches
around him, barely revealed by the light of
a single torch, standing in the dead of night,
medtating over her tomb, would form an
inimtable subject for picture.
Napoleon had scarcely left Malmaison
when the soldiers of Butcher arrived, and
finding he had fed, sacked the house, and
| DESTROYED the whole of the paintings, stat
ues. and furniture, devastating the gardens
and the park with fury worthy of the an
! cient Goths-this savage proceeding being
! a specimen of the treatment they intended
for its master, had he fallen into their hands.
| Malnaison remained in a state of the ut.
mos, neglect until it passed into the posses
sion Of Christana, Queen Dowager of Spain.
vino, during her residence there, restored
and left it as it now appears. Since the
exile of the Orleans family it has reverted
back to the Bonapartes, and is now the pro-
perty of the Emperor.
HORRIBLE scene AT AN EyECUTIoN.-A
shocking scene occurred at the execution oi
two robbers named Boye and Olsen, a: As.
sens, in the Isle OF Funen, in Denmark, on
the 18Th ult Olsen made such desperate