The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1897-11-18

It is useless to follow Berthier through
the long campaigns, In which he never
Quilted the Emperor's side, as he only
now and then appears above the surface,
and then merely as a good Chief of the
Staff and valuable aid in the Cabinet
with his typographical knowledge He was
with him in his last efforts to save Paris
and his throne He, with Caulincourt. was
by his side in that gloomy night when, in
his haste to get to his Capital, he could
not wait for his carriage, but walked on
foot for mile, chatting like u fettered
lion. They were the only auditors of that
terrible Sohloquy that broke from his lips
as he strobe on through the darkness.
Just before, when news was brought that
Pans had capItulatcd, the expression of
his face as he turned to CaulincOurt and
exclaimed, "DO you hear thar was enough
to- freeze one with horror; hut now his sui
ferlngS melted the heart with pity. Paris
was illuminated by the innumerable watch
flies that covered the nights, and around
1t the allied troops were shouting in un-
bounded exiiltation over the glorious vic
tory that compensated them for all their
fornler losses; while but r. miles distant,
on foot walked it's King and Emperor through
the deep midnight--his mighty spirit
wrung with such agony that the sweat
stood in large drops on his forehead, and
ms lips worked in the most painful ex-
element.
L'tstttI fDtEiIifI iDf udftil
To interrupt the rapid sOlilOquy OF the fai-
len Emperor, as he muttered in fierce &C
cents.
81 burned the pavement-my horses were
swift as the wind, but still felt oppressed
with an intolerable weight; something ex-
traordinary was passing within me
asked them to hold out only 81 hours.
Miserable wretcheS that they are, Mar
mont, too, who had sworn that he would
be heWn in pieces rather than surrender
And Joseph ran of tOO-my very brOtherl
To surrender the Capital TO the enemy
what poltroorsl They had my orders,
they knew that, on the I'd of April, | would
be here at the head Of 20, 600 menl
BITTER REFLECTIONS.
"My brave scholars, my National Guard
who had promised to defend my son; all
men with heart in their bOSOms, would
have Joined to combat at my side, And
so they have capitulated, betrayed their
brother, their country, their sovereign
degraded France in the sight of Europe.
Entered into a Capital III $4,000 souls.
without firing a shot It is too dreadful
That comes of trusting towards and fools.
When am not there, they do nothing but
heap blunder on blunder.
What has been done with the artillery?
They should have had 200 pieces, and am
mInitiOn for month. Every one has lost
his head; and yet Joseph imagneS that
he can lead an army, and Clarke is vain
enough to think himself a minister; but /
begin to think Savary is right, and that
he is n traitor"
Then suddenly rousing himself as if
from troubled dream, and as if unable to
believe so great disaster, he turned
fierceiy on Caulincourt and Berthier and
exclaimed:
"Set off, Cauincourt; fly to the allied
lines; penetrate to Headquarters; you have
full powers; fly flyp'
1t was with difficulty that Brrthier and
Caulipcourt could persuade him that the
capitulation had been concluded. Yield
ing at length to- the reversible stroke of
fate he turned back, Joined his carriages,
and FASTENED to Fontainbleau, where he
arrived little after sunrise.
That was a gloomy day for him; and
while he was bordering on his perilous
position, eEdeavoring to pierce the night OF
misfortune that now cnvelOped him Paris
was shaking to the acclamations of the
multitude as the allied armies defiled
through the streets. Caulincourt had been
sent off to make terms with the victors,
but nothing would do but Napoleon's abdi-
cati0h-and he was forced TO resign.
Then commenced the shameful deser-
ton of his followers, which broke his great
heart, and drove him in his anguish to at
tempt the destruction of his life. Among
these feeble and falSe-hearted men was
Berthier. Napoleon was cr0wnless,
thronelesS man, without an army-without
favor, or the gifts they bring-and Berthier
had no longer any motive for attaching
himself to him, except that of honor and