The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1861-08-22
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NO. Ii.
Prince Napoleon at the White House.

Prince Napoleon at the White House,
Correspondence of the N. Y. World.
The Prince Napoleon who was the son of Jer
ONE, who was the son of the Corsican who was the
father of Napoleon, arrived in the capital of ON
distracted country on Friday evening in remark
ably good humor at having bafiled the provincial
mallgnity of the Philadelphia reporters, who rash
| y!thought to$succeed where the metropolitan lates
Intelligence men had failed. He was presented Il
| the President al noon OF Saturday. The interview
was deeply interesting and suggestive. On the
| one side marked by the studied courtesy and re
ticence that form the badge of the nation and the
family, on the other by an innate decaey of feel
ing and purity of heart that leaves nothing to con
eeal The conversation was utterly free from pc.
! ltical discussion. The President would not take
advantage of his position, land the prince has mag
nitcent faculty for silence. After while Napo-
leon arose, and, placing This handsbehind himzin
the st. Helena style, bowed Napoleonically, and
| the accomplished MERCER bowed, and the heads
OF the suit inclined like opulent wheat ears in the
breeze, and the imperial cortege rolled away.
| Att o'clock they reappeared. They were usher
! ed into the Blue drawing room just the Marine
band struck up that impertinent finale of Yankee
doodle which forms the congo of the loafing
crowds Of Sa turday afternoons. The party came
out upon the balcony, and the eyes of the com.
mons were blessed by moments glimpse of pre-
sunptiyeroyalty. These Frenchmen always group
| themselves artisticaly. His imperial highness
stood in the centre, in that attitude which makes
him seem like portrait of his uncle on tenn por-
airy leave ofabsence from its frame, in full dress
his breast fame of decorations, and the b. Dad
crimson scarf of marshal OF the empire traversing
with great RICHNESS of color his substantial front.
| view His face was clean shaved and his hair was
| arranged like that of the First Consul He is a
man to respect. You may laugh at him if you
like you may call him "Plon-Plon," and speak
obviously OF the authorship of his speeches, but
when you see the princely attitude, the cold, i'm
passive, classic features and the very look OF this
worlds greatest mantle dead emperor-staring
out of eyes and brow, you feel an entirely invoun
tary impulse of respect, and honor yourself by
bowling to him. This was Napoleon, as the PEG
pie gazed quietly at him from the lawn in the sun
set.
Next him was MERCER, who honors his nation at
our court He is gentleman, and that does not
Interfere with his being statesman. And the in
scrutable, mysterious Baroche was there-th man
who is to diplomacy what Vidocc was to crime
and the Lieut. Colonies ROgan anu Ferri Pisani,
and the bluff. sailorly old gentleman, who is well
| named Bonfls, capltGine de vaisseau, and young
Maurice Sand, the son Of the authoress who has
made nom de plume proud inheritance for her
children. and Mr.. de Geoiroy the very popular
secretary Of the French. legation
The guests returned to the drawing room and
the President entered, attended by Mrs. Lincoln,
who was charulingly dressed. ana who looked so
young and blooming, that it seemed very good
joke Tor her to introduce as her son the youth,
head taller than herself, who accompanied her,
friend of Roberts, Mrs. Grimsley the graceful
and digni6ed cousin Of Mrs. Lincoln, and the Pres
ldents private secretaries, Nicoay and Hay com
pleted the homo party. A vigorous course of pre-
sentotion was then begun, with alternate lulls Of
conversation, and spHsms Of interest when the
grand form 81 sumner appeared at the door, when
Governor Chase came in, the most statuesque man
ID Washington, when the PostmasteT-G eneral en-
tered, ever earnest and restless with incarndte
ergy IN his eyes ana mouth, or the Secretary of the
Navy walked dreamily forward, or Seward came
IN with his clear eye and uncloudeG brow simple,
noble and unaffected, in spite of fanatics and spec
lal correspondents, the first statesman OF the age.
Al last everybody followed the direction Of every
body's eyes, and sight worth coming from France
to see, was in the door Scott iCaalHg WD0R tAe|
arm Of Mcclellan.
1t was q splendid contrast. Its suggestions
transcribed sense, and wandered into the domain
of fancy and uuGeveloped possibilities SXtoot
four leaning upon ve-footeight! Seventy.fve
upon thirty-fve! History waiting upon prophecy
memory upon hope Two suns, here IN actual
life as in Dryden grand absurdjty, the one sink
ing IN the gloThed west, the other climbing the
flashing east. How people have 81 WI 20 love Tie
old battered leOnine face, with the fires of uncon
querabo will still blazing in the hawk eyes. And
how gladly has he popular heart hailed tie advent
OF tue young general, who unite- in himself the
dda OF the Aou-NOu with the cool mperturbabiliiy
of the veteran strategist lie looked very soldier
y this evening, the twin stars of the maorgeneral
cleaning On MS shoulders, and o queer fOUr-cOr-
hered dress rapier hanging trinity fro his sword
belt. He spoke French with ease and 1uency.-i
The prince talked with him long and earnestly
Gen. Scott spoke French with Mereier; Sumner
was doing the senator with successive 6apis -
the Presidents secretaries aired their French with
the Partisan 1nportations, and every one else was
garrulous or dumb, according TO the dictates Of
bis own Conscience