the　wind　being　in　favor　of　the　French；　he　was　not　able　to　keep　the
  promise　he　had　made　in　London　to　burn　our　fleet；　while　on　the　contrary
  many　of　his　own　boats　were　so　greatly　damaged；　that　Admiral　Bruix；　seeing
  the　English　begin　to　retire；　cried　〃Victory！〃　pouring　out　champagne　for
  his　guests。　　The　French　flotilla　suffered　very　little；　while　the　enemy's
  squadron　was　ruined　by　the　steady　fire；　of　our　stationary　batteries。　　On
  that　day　the　English　learned　that　they　could　not　possibly　approach　the
  shore　at　Boulogne；　which　after　this　they　named　the　Iron　Coast　（Cote　de
  Fer）。
  When　the　First　Consul　left　Boulogne；　he　made　his　arrangements　to　pass
  through　Abbeville；　and　to　stop　twenty　four　hours　there。　　The　mayor　of　the
  town　left　nothing　undone　towards　a　suitable　reception；　and　Abbeville　was
  magnificent　on　that　day。　　The　finest　trees　from　the　neighboring　woods
  were　taken　up　bodily　with　their　roots　to　form　avenues　in　all　the　streets
  through　which　the　First　Consul　was　to　pass；　and　some　of　the　citizens；　who
  owned　magnificent　gardens；　sent　their　rarest　shrubs　to　be　displayed　along
  his　route；　and　carpets　from　the　factory　of　Hecquet…Dorval　were　spread　on
  the　ground；　to　be　trodden　by　his　horses。　　But　unforeseen　circumstances
  suddenly　cut　short　the　fete。
  A　courier；　sent　by　the　minister　of　police；　　arrived　as　we　were
  approaching　the　town；　who　notified　the　First　Consul　of　a　plot　to
  assassinate　him　two　leagues　farther　on；　the　very　day　and　hour　were　named。
  To　baffle　the　attempt　that　they　intended　against　his　person；　the　First
  Consul　traversed　the　city　in　a　gallop；　and；　followed　by　some　lancers；
  went　to　the　spot　where　he　was　to　be　attacked；　halted　about　half　an　hour；
  ate　some　Abbeville　cakes；　and　set　out。　　The　assassins　were　deceived。
  They　had　not　expected　his　arrival　until　the　next　day。
  The　First　Consul　and　Madame　Bonaparte　continued　their　journey　through
  Picardy；　Flanders；　and　the　Low　Countries。　　Each　day　the　First　Consul
  received　offers　of　vessels　of　war　from　the　different　council…generals；
  the　citizens　continued　to　offer　him　addresses；　and　the　mayors　to　present
  him　with　the　keys　of　the　cities；　as　if　he　exercised　royal　power。　　Amiens；
  Dunkirk；　Lille；　Bruges；　Ghent；　Brussels；　Liege；　and　Namur　distinguished
  themselves　by　the　brilliant　receptions　they　gave　to　the　illustrious
  travelers。　　The　inhabitants　of　Antwerp　presented　the　First　Consul　with
  six　magnificent　bay　horses。　　Everywhere　also；　the　First　Consul　left
  valuable　souvenirs　of　his　journey；　and　by　his　orders；　works　were
  immediately　commenced　to　deepen　and　improve　the　port　of　Amiens。　　He
  visited　in　that　city；　and　in　all　the　others　where　he　stopped；　the
  exposition　of　the　products　of　industry；　encouraging　manufacturers　by　his
  advice；　and　favoring　them　in　his　decrees。　　At　Liege；　he　put　at　the
  disposal　of　the　prefect　of　the　Ourthe　the　sum　of　three　hundred　thousand
  francs）　to　repair　the　houses　burned　by　the　Austrians；　in　that　department；
  during　the　early　years　of　the　Revolution。　　Antwerp　owes　to　him　the　inner
  port；　a　basin；　and　the　building　of　carpenter…shops。　　At　Brussels；　he
  ordered　that　the　Rhine；　the　Meuse；　and　the　Scheldt　should　be　connected　by
  a　canal。　　He　gave　to　Givet　a　stone　bridge　over　the　Meuse；　and　at　Sedan
  the　widow　Madame　Rousseau　received　from　him　the　sum　of　sixty　thousand
  francs　for　the　re…establishment　of　the　factory　destroyed　by　fire。
  Indeed；　I　cannot　begin　to　enumerate　all　the　benefits；　both　public　and
  private；　which　the　First　Consul　and　Madame　Bonaparte　scattered　along
  their　route。
  A　little　while　after　our　return　to　Saint…Cloud；　the　First　Consul；　while
  riding　in　the　park　with　his　wife　and　Cambaceres；　took　a　fancy　to　drive
  the　four　horses　attached　to　the　carriage　which　had　been　given　him　by　the
  inhabitants　of　Antwerp。　　He　took　his　place　on　the　driver's　seat；　and　took
  the　reins　from　the　hands　of　Caesar；　his　coachman；　who　got　up　behind　the
  carriage。　　At　that　instant　they　were　in　the　horse…shoe　alley；　which　leads
  to　the　road　of　the　Pavilion　Breteuil；　and　of　Ville　d'Avray。　　It　is　stated
  in　the　Memorial　of　St。　Helena；　that　the　aide…de…camp；　having　awkwardly
  frightened　the　horses；　made　them　run　away；　but　Caesar；　who　related　to　me
  in　detail　this　sad　disaster　a　few　moments　after　the　accident　had　taken
  place；　said　not　a　word　to　me　about　the　aide…de…camp；　and；　in　truth；　there
  was　needed；　to　upset　the　coach；　nothing　more　than　the　awkwardness　of　a
  coachman　with　so　little　experience　as　the　First　Consul。　　Besides；　the
  horses　were　young　and　spirited；　and　Caesar　himself　needed　all　his　skill
  to　guide　them。　　Not　feeling　his　hand　on　the　reins；　they　set　out　at　a
  gallop；　while　Caesar；　seeing　the　new　direction　they　were　taking　to　the
  right；　cried　out；　〃To　the　left；〃　in　a　stentorian　voice。　　Consul
  Cambaceres；　even　paler　than　usual；　gave　himself　little　concern　as　to
  reassuring　Madame　Bonaparte；　who　was　much　alarmed；　but　screamed　with　all
  his　might；　〃Stop；　stop！　　you　will　break　all　our　necks！〃　　That　might　well
  happen；　for　the　First　Consul　heard　nothing；　and；　besides；　could　not
  control　the　horses；　and　when　he　reached；　or　rather　was　carried　with　the
  speed　of　lightning　to；　the　very　gate；　he　was　not　able　to　keep　in　the
  road；　but　ran　against　a　post；　where　the　carriage　fell　over　heavily；　and
  fortunately　the　horses　stopped。　　The　First　Consul　was　thrown　about　ten
  steps；　fell　on　his　stomach；　and　fainted　away；　and　did　not　revive　until
  some　one　attempted　to　lift　him　up。　　Madame　Bonaparte　and　the　second
  consul　had　only　slight　contusions；　but　good　Josephine　had　suffered
  horrible　anxiety　about　her　husband。　　However；　although　he　was　badly
  bruised；　he　would　not　be　bled；　and　satisfied　himself　with　a　few　rubbings
  with　eau　de　Cologne；　his　favorite　remedy。　　That　evening；　on　retiring；　he
  spoke　gayly　of　his　misadventure；　and　of　the　great　fright　that　his
  colleague　had　shown；　and　ended　by　saying；　〃We　must　render　unto　Caesar
  that　which　is　Caesar's；　let　him　keep　his　whip；　and　let　us　each　mind　his
  own　business。〃
  He　admitted；　however；　notwithstanding　all　his　jokes；　that　he　had　never
  thought　himself　so　near　death；　and　that　he　felt　as　if　he　had　been　dead
  for　a　few　seconds。　　I　do　not　remember　whether　it　was　on　this　or　another
  occasion　that　I　heard　the　Emperor　say；　that　〃death　was　only　asleep
  without　dreams。〃
  In　the　month　of　October　of　this　year；　the　First　Consul　received　in　public
  audience　Haled…Effendi；　the　ambassador　of　the　Ottoman　Porte。
  The　arrival　of　the　Turkish　ambassador　created　a　sensation　at　the
  Tuileries；　because　he　brought　a　large　number　of　cashmere　shawls　to　the
  First　Consul；　which　every　one　was　sure　would　be　distributed；　and　each
  woman　flattered　herself　that　she　would　be　favorably　noticed。　　I　think
  that；　without　his　foreign　costume；　and　without　his　cashmere　shawls；　he
  would　have　produced　little　effect　on　persons　accustomed　to　seeing
  sovereign　princes　pay　court　to　the　chief　of　the　government　at　his
  residence　and　at　their　own。　　His　costume　even　was　not　more　remarkable
  than　that　of　Roustan；　to　which　we　were　accustomed；　and　as　to　his　bows；
  they　were　hardly　lower　than　those　of　the　ordinary　courtiers　of　the　First
  Consul。　　At　Paris；　it　is　said；　the　enthusiasm　lasted　longer〃It　is　so
  odd　to　be　a　Turk！〃　　A　few　ladies　had　the　honor　of　seeing　the　bearded
  ambassador　eat。　　He　was　polite　and　even　gallant　with　them；　and　made　them
  a　few　presents；　which　were　highly　prized；　his　manners　were　not　too
  Mohammedan；　and　he　was　not　much　shocked　at　seeing　our　pretty　Parisians
  without　veils　over　their　faces。　　One　day；　which　he　had　spent　almost
  entirely　at　Saint…Cloud；　I　saw　him　go　through　his　prayers。　　It　was　in　the
  court　of　honor；　on　a　broad　parapet　bordered　with　a　stone　balustrade。　　The
  ambassador　had　carpets　spread　on　the　side　of　the　apartments；　which　were
  afterwards　those　of　the　King　of　Rome；　and　there　he　made　his　genuflexions；
  under　the　eyes　of　many　people　of　the　house；　who；　out　of　consideration；
  kept　themselves　behind　their　casements。　　In　the　evening　he　was　present　at
  the　theater；　and　Zaire　or　Mahomet；　I　think；　was　played；　but　of　course　he
  understood　none　of　it。
  CHAPTER　XII。
  In　the　month　of　November　of　this　year；　the　First　Consul　returned　to
  Boulogne　to　visit　the　fleet；　and　to　review　the　troops　who　were　already
  assembled　in　the　camps　provided　for　the　army　with　which　he　proposed　to
  descend　on　England。　　I　have　preserved　a　few　notes　and　many　recollections
  of　my　different　sojourns　at　Boulogne。　　Never　did　the　Emperor　make　a
  grander　display　of　military　power；　nor　has　there　ever　been　collected　at
  one　point　troops　better　disciplined　or　more　ready　to　march　at　the　least
  signal　of　their　chief；　and　it　is　not　surprising　that　I　should　have
  retained　in　my　recollections　of　this　period　details　which　no　one　has　yet；
  I　think；　thought　of　publishing。　　Neither；　if　I　am　not　mistaken；　could　any
  one　be　in　a　better　position　than　I　to　know　them。　　However；　the　reader
  will　now　judge　for　himself。
  In　the　different　reviews　which　the　First　Consul　held；　he　seemed　striving
  to　excite　the　enthusiasm　of　the　soldiers；　and　to　increase　their
  attachment　for　his　person；　by　assiduously　taking　advantage　of　every
  opportunity　to　excite　their　vanity。
  One　day；　having　especially　noticed　the　excellent　bearing　of　the　Thirty…
  sixth　and　Fifty…seve