The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1873-02-04

The members OF the Legion OF Honor wore the
collars and ribbons OF their order. Nearly every
| one had lunches OF violets In the lapes OF his
| coat. After the Princes pass one sees 30 many
! famous men that the memory fails to note them
| Behind the Bonapartes walk the Princes Of the
Murat family, as descendants Of Napoleon by hia
sister, who married Murst. That full round al
most waddling person, with face that looks on the
blush as though 1t might be q caricature OF Henry
Wilson, IL Rouher, the old Minister Of State, now
member OF the Assembly and representative Napo-
e0nist in France He seems sad enough to-day, and
no doubt will sincerely serve his present party
until better offers. That slim, weasel-like FACE,
whose eyes roll in all directions, on which you
read silence and assiduity, is the man who was In
his time the most unpopular man In France. he Is
Pietri, Project OF Paris under the EMPIRE Master
OF the Police, and lattery, in exile the Emperors
private secretary. That imposing venerable
figure is La valette, once Minister to London, and
with good name under the Empire as jealous
diplomatist. Near him is the Duke de Cambarceres,
who will be remembered only for his name.
THE LAST OF TIE "ELYsEE BRETHREN"
But who is this, with the stern militar tramp
the eyes like STEEL o long tapering mustache well
tnged with gray, surrounding o. closely c0mbed,i
imperial, looking steadily with an expression more
OF wonder than grief-such q man as you would
look upon a second time inquiringy did you not
know that It was the famous General Count Feury y
looked upon him as curiousy as l would nave
looked upon Lara or Lanbro, OF any OF Byron'S
marvellous pirates coming to life. II Feury would
only speak he could TELL more than any one nOwt
living, of the OF man, whether taken as man
or Emperor, who is now passing ahead Of him In the
CONN. Feury was the fire OF the coup detat, ard
in him much OF electricity and daring az thet
sluggish Emperor ever showed. What can hisa
thoughts be this heavy Winter day. as he follows his
master to the grave over the Kentsh meadowsP Isl
this, then the end OF your cO,ps detdG most noble
Count your schemes and plots and c0unterplots,t
your massacres on the bouevards and your twenty
years Of security and wealth behind the thronce{
And why are you here al0ne-al0ne of ali
that daring brotherhood who plotted In the Eysec,
and, bursting upon France in the night strangledV
freedom and held the nation by the thrOatP WhereC
are your companions in that desperate adventureH
Companions, we say, but, more apty, followers. |
Count Arnaud went long since, finding his deatht
In the Crimean trenches. The brilliant De M0rny
found rest few years since-dying at the apogeeI
OF the Empire. Persigny-foolish, faithful Per-
signy-ell by the wayslde not long after. LOUISE
Napoleon Bonaparte now trundles after them,
pulled by eight horses aud followed by pale, sightf
son, in long black cloak-al that remainS
OF the dynasty. And you are alone, count,
and, rumor says, quite poor-nOt being,
and on the whole did not, fear, find the Empire
q permanent investment. Well, as Prince or
Pirates ancient or modern and worthy to be remem-
bered for the success Of his awful enterprise, We
give him kind Of curious admiration as he slowly
marches in the funeral train.
TIE MINISTER'S OF TIE EMPIRE BEFORE SEDAN.
This valiant, pretty gentleman, with military
mustache, Is the General LIE B9uf who went into
the war against Prussia SO well prepared that not
a button would be wanting to soldiers gaiter.
But many buttons were wanting, and things more
necessary than buttons, as the General found when
Sedan came, and he ned from France as one who
fies from vengeance. Nor does he care to return,
and one looks upon him, so bitter have been the
maedictions heaped upon his name, as noted
character escaped from prison. One fancies he,
shows such sentiment on his face-a feeling or
exile and discomfort. Near him Is the TALL slender,
but well KNIT thin-headed, needless Duke do
Gramont about whose "revelations' every ono
is now talking, the only revelation" that one cam
! find being that the Duke was great fool in
diplomacy when matched against bismarck and
Won Beust, ana should be kept out OF harms way
for the end of his career. 1t was GTamOnt who
| hurried on the war. That swarthy faced Corsican,
| who trips along so irreguarly and impatcntly
| that 1t would not surprise you to see him break
from the ranks and run skipping over the meadow
and turn somerset do some other foolish
thing, Is Benedettt. You will remember him, no
doubt Is the ambassador to Kaiser william when
the war broke out, ana how william would not
speak to him one day at Ems, when ne had an i'm
portant message to deliver, and how Bismarck
proved him to have been coaxlng Prussia
to help Napoleon capture Belgium all tho
time he was promising to aid England,
and really In alliance with her. Well, Benc-
detti looks very meek and sad and sincerely sorry
for his masters death, and as though the world
was not going well with him. And here comes in
true lile-as though 1t were phantom, with
ghastly cheeks and large solemn eyes, dimmed
with spectacles an expressively ugly face with q
bat-like avoidance OF the neutrality-suspicious. last
Prime Minister, Ollivier-Emile himself, who has
crept here from Italy look upon the faces Of the
only Frenchmen who would not scowl derision'
ana contempt Well, one pities poor Olivier as
he looks upon his grim visage and remembers the
war upon which he entered with $50 light
heart" These were his very words, you VIII remem-
Der. They spoken In 1870 And no son Of
Adam since that day has had heavier heart. But
Olivier does not seem at home In this funeral
train. He was the last convert to Napole0nism.
lie came IN to hurry It's fall, and fancy although
the grave has made q truce to oil, his welcome
here has been far from hearty
THE GENERAL COMPANY.
so we might dwell upon hundreds Of others III
this throng, but am afraid 1t would have little
interest fer America. There was this thought,
however that Napoleon had something more than
his station to summon to his funeral train such a
large following. There would have been little
honor in following his body from the Tuneres to
st. DENIS or St. Leu. Any one can honor reign
ing dynasty; but this King was an exile, living
away far from home. lie had no power, nor does
1t seem that his family will have power at any
future time. When the First Napoleon fell at
Fontainebleau his marshals-men whom he had
taken from the dust and stamped with honor. and,
leading all, the very Marshal Ney whose son walks
here in the rank where the princes arc-were the
FIRST abandon him, to fsrce his abdcation and TO
lay their swords at the feet OF his enemy. Let it