The Conservative. (M'connelsville, Ohio) 1866-1871, 1871-02-10
THE DErHRONED sOvERETGNs,

THE DETHRONED SOVEREIGNS.
Bonn Piart's RecoIlections of the Bona
parties.
To the February Galaxy Dom Plat
contributes an article, from which W
extract the following:
You are curious to know, of course
the sort of people have seen so nearly
and of whom the world has heard 81
much. This Louis Bonaparte, whit
calls himself Napoleon, and, boldly
stepping out, proposes to make real tht
immortal memories of the past, is, tC
begin with, no Bonaparte at all. W,
have pretty well fixed in bronze, marble
and prints the physical characteristics
of this celebrated family We are al
familiar with the high, thick shoulders,
the short full neck, and the C@sarear
head that mark the famous Corsicans,
Judge of my astonishment, then, when
little fellow In gaudy court dress
elanked into the room, with aperceptible
limp IN his walk, accompanied by the
officers of the imperial household, and
paused before us, as widely different
from the Bonapartes as 1t was possible
for man to be. Rather under the me-
dunn height, he has narrow dropping
shoulders, and broad hips. Hislegs are
slender, and out of proportion to his
long body. saw face, with dull,
puttyish complexion, bottle nose, and
narrow retreating forehead. His mouth
is covered with coarse, thick NOUS
tache, while goatee of like material
seeks to hide the weakness that is appar-
ent In retreating chin. His eyes have
all the intensity ofexpression to be found
In a deceased mackerel, and one looks
IN vain for force of character or intel
lect.
If ! had a disgust that amounted to
loathing for the Emperor, it was more
than counterbalanced by my admiration
for the Empress Eugene. She was
then to me the most beautiful woman I
had ever seen. No artist, however
gifted, could add one charm to that
sweet head and graceful figure Her
face was faultless, and her form so out
lined and endowed by loving nature
that no one csuld hesitate to render her
the homage due a queen. But when
one came to know her well, one realized
the old fable of the peacock petitioning
for the voice of the nightingale. Our
beautiful green, our graceful Empress,
Is not the wisest of women, and her
temper is-well, to say the least, some
what unreliable and quick, not to say at
times violent
I met the late Stephen A. Douglas
about the time to which / refer, and
found that he too was struck with her
great beauty, but not impressed by
either her tact or temper.
She came at me somewhat rudely,n
said the Senator, " by remarking, when
I was presented, that she understood /
was at the head of a political organiza-
ton In the United States, called Young
America, that had for an object the
conquest of Cuba"
81 believe I have the honor" re-
sponded the Senator, "of representing
such a party, but never knew before
that it was organized for SO small en-
object as the mere acquisition of Cuba
"You do confess, then, I" she contin-
ued, eoloring up, "that such is one of
its objects 2"
"Not at all, your Majesty. The par
ty TO which l have the honor to belong
only seeks to prevent some other and
stronger European power from possess
ing that island, to our great injury"
"Then why do you not join with Eng
land and France in treaty, guaranteeing
this island to Spain9 9''
We have had a prejudice towards
such European complications since the
time the government of the United
States was invited to join In treaty
intending to destroy our great uncle the
First Napoleon
"Well," she continued warmly,
"were Queen of Spain I'd devote my
last soldier and my last coin to the
preservation of that remaining Jewel In
my crown.
"Were your Majesty Queen of
Spain" said Douglas, bowling, cit
would not require either soldiers OF
money to make us respect all your pos
sessions.
The compliment disarmed the
imperial virago, and subsequently she
spoke of the little senator as one Of the
most perfect courtiers she had ever
encountered.
Colonel Sumner, friend and favorite
of Jefferson Davis, then Secretary OF
War, had been for over year laboring
with his chief at reforms in the little
army of the United States. Their
gigantic efforts had ended In the inven-
tion of hat for the common soldier
that combined In its ugly finish ease
and economy. It was light as feather
oud N 1ol.r nc an old c&ox-o ,.s,1a A. fba
end of these labors the Black Warrior,
an American merchantman, was fired
into upon the high seas by Span
ish man of war, and the oppor-
tur ity came, so long hoped for
by the manifest destiny party of
Young America, for aquarrelwith Spain,
that would end, it was hoped, in the
acquisition of Cuba. Dispatches were
prepared by the Secretary of State. Mr..
Marcy, demanding immediate explana-
ton and reparation; and at the request
of Mr. Davis, Colonel Sumner was
made bearer of these dispatches to the
impatient Pierre Soule, then Minister
of the United States at Madrid. Per
mission was also given Colonel Sumner
to visit. various parts of Europe, for the
PupOoe VI Inspecting tHo army OASonA
cations of the several war powers. In
this official guise Sumner visited Paris,
after delivering the important de-
spatches into the hands of NJ. Soule.
doubt whether the rough Indian
ighter-as he was then-had been
much prepossessed with queenly gov.
ernment by his experience and obser.
vations in Madrid.
When he was presented to the Queer
by the polished, cultivated md able
Minister, PieT1s eoule, the tall nilit3