The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-06-06
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 Apropos of the csaxe sbr Napoleonic literature which the Panorama has ex, cited among the public hhxasy patrons. I would suggest tor their enjoyment . pe. rnsal of" ThaekerayS Seecnd Funerai of Napoleon."
 With all its whimsical sarcasm, h con, taans some hpe pASsAges. Particularly vivid ts the description ot the crowd wAicA lined the ssFeesa of Paris On the bitterly cold day when the dead Aeros body was brought back from Se. Helena,
 once knew an old Preach lady wAoee hands were irosen while waschinr the procession on that famous day. (Aah a dosen persons were frozen to death in tAe crowd She never recovered tho Seellne in the tips of two of her fingeu but as she was . passionate Bonapar,ist she re. garded the misfortune more as a mark of distinction than otherwise.
 l will quote one of the passages from rhackerayS delightful sketch. it is a revel ot imagination in which the author fancies that Napoleon Ia enjoying A living and not dead triumph:
 Then you saw horse and foot, jack. boots and oearskin, cuirAss and bayones, national guard and line, marshals and generals all over gold, smart aid-de-camp gallopinE about like mad, and high in .Ae mids, of all, riding on his golden buck Ter. Solomon in all his glory, forsooth imperial Cesar, with his crown over his head, laurels and standards waving abou, his gorgeous chariot, and A million oi people looking on 10 wonder and awe.
 His majesty, the emperor and king, reclined on his shield, with hts head a little elevated. His maIessy's skull Is voluminous, his forehead broad and large. We remarked tha, hts imperial ms jestyA brow was Of yellowish color, which ap. peaTance was also visibie about the or. bits cf the eyes He kept his eyelids constantly closed. by which we had the opportunity of observing that the upper lids were garnished with eyelashes. Years and climate have effected upon the face of this great monarch only uiAing al- iteration ; VIC may say, indeed. that Time has touched his imperial and royal mai, csty with the lightest feather in his wing In the nose of the conqueror of Auster- It, we remarked very little alteration {; it IS of the beautiful shape which we re. member 1t possessed 6ve-and .twenty years since, ere unfortunate circumstances induced him to leave us for awhile. The nostril and the tube of the nose appear to have undergone some slight alteration, but in examining beloved object, the eye of affection IS perhaps too critical.
 Vive rEmpereur The soldier of Ma. rengo is among us again. His lips are thinner, perhaps, than they were beiore How white his teeth are You can just sec three of them pressing his under lip and pray remark the fullness of his cheeks and the round contour ot his chin. Ob, those beautiful white hands many time have they patted the cheek Of poor Jo- sephine and played with the black ring- lets of her hair. She Is dead now, and cold, poor creature and 60 are Hortense anc bold Eugene, than whom the world never saw a curtier knight, as was said of k,ng ATthuF's Sir Lanceiot. What a day would it have been for those three could they but have lived until now and seen thcir hero returningl Whers's Ney His wife sits looking out from NJ. Fla hauts window yonder, but the bTavesi Of the brave Is not with her. Murat, too, Is honest Joachim loves the eul- peror at heart, and Tepcn,s that he was not at Waterloo ~ho knows bu, at the sight of this handsome swordsman those stubborn English 'canaille would have given away5 A king, sire, Is, you know, the greatest of slaves-state affairs of con his majesty, the king of Ma pies, is detained, uo douh; When =e last saw the king. however. and hi. high. ness the prince Of Elchingen they looked to have AS good health as ever they had ln their lives, and we heard each of them calling ou, Fnef as they had done In numberless battles before.
 Is it possible Can the emperor for. get? We don't like to break 1t ts him, but has he forgotten all about the farm at r. zzo and the garden of the observatory Yes, truly; there he lies in his golden shield, never stirring, never so much as lifting his eyeiids or opening his lips any wider.
 " o vasffas vasifafDas z Here is our sovereign in all his glory, and they fired \ thousand guns at Cherbourg and never woke him !''
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