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Kleber in the vicinity of Damietta. I quitted Cairo, and traversed the Arabian Desart, in order to unite my force with that of the latter officer at El Arish. The town was attacked, and a capitulation succeeded. Many of the prisoners were found on examination to be natives of the mountains, and inhabitants of Mount Tabor, but chietly from Nazareth. They were immediately released, on their engaging to return quietly to their homes, children, and wives: at the same time, they were recommended to acquaint their countrymen the Napolese, that the French were no longer their enemies, unless they were found in arms assisting the Pacha.
When this ceremony was concluded, the army proceeded on its march towards Jaffa. Gaza surrendered on the route. That city, on the first view of it, bore a formidable appearance, and the garrison was considerable. It was summoned to surrender: when the officer, who bore my flag of truce, no sooner passed the city wall, than his head was inhumanly struck off, instantly fixed upon a pole, and insultingly exposed to the view of the French army. At the sight of this horrid and unexpected object, the indignation of the soldiers knew no bounds: they were perfectly infuriated ; and, with the most eager impatience, demanded to be led on the storm. I did not hesitate, under such circumstances, to command. The attack was dreadful; and the carnage exceeded any action I had then witnessed. We carried the place, and it required all my efforts and influence to restrain the fury of the enraged soldiers. At length I succeeded, and night closed the sanguinary scene. At the dawn of the following morning, a report was brought me, that five hundred men, chiefly Napolese, who had lately formed a part of the garrison of El Arishi
, and to whom I hai a few days before given liberty, on condition that they should return to their homes, were actually found and recognized amongst the prisoners. On this fact being indubitably ascertained, I ordered the five hundred men to be drawn out, and instantly shot.'-In the course of our conversation, his anxiety appeared to be extreme that I should be satisfied of the truth of every part of bis narrative; and he constantly interrupted it, by asking me if I perfectly comprehended him. He was, however, Patience itself, when I made any observations expressive of doubts I had previously entertained respecting any part of the subjects agitated between us, or any unfavourable opinion entertained or propagated in England. Whenever I appeared embarrassed for an answer, he gave me time to reflect: and I could not but lament that I had not made myself better acquainted with the circumstances of the period under consideration, as it might have drawn him into a more enlarged history of them.” (p. 160-163.)
How it bappened that Mr. Warden obtained so far the confidence of Buonaparte, as to induce him to enter into these most singular details, does not appear; but it is worthy of notice that, according to the statement before us, they flow spontaneously from the lips of the relator, almost without a question on the part of the individual, who must have listened with gasping attention to the minutest syllable. The reader will be so much a partaker of this anxiety; that we will not detain him from the justification Buonaparte attempts for the seizure and subsequent execu. tion of the Duke d'Enghien: the author states, that to bis utter astonishment, without any previous urging, Napoleon entered upon the subject, adverting first to some important circumstances connected with it.
" • At this eventful period of my life, I had succeeded in restoring order and tranquillity to a kingdom torn asunder by faction, and deluged in blood. That nation had placed me at their head. I came not not as your Cromwell did, or your Third Richard. No such thing. I found a crown in the kennel; I cleansed it from it from its filth, and placed it on my head. My safety now became necessary, to preserve that tranquillity so recently restored, and hitherto so satisfactorily preserved, as the leading characters of the nation well know. At the same time, reports were every night bronght me (I think he said by General Ryal) that conspiracies were in agitation; that meetings were held in particular houses in Paris, and pames even were mentioned ; at the same time, no satisfactory proofs could be obtained, and the utmost vigilance and ceaseless pursuit of the police was evaded. General Moreau, indeed, became suspected, and I was seriously importuned to issue an order for his arrest; but his character was such, his name stood so high, and the estimation of him so great in the public mind, that, as it appeared to me, he had nothing to gain, and every thing to lose, by becoming a conspirator against me; I therefore could not but exonerate him from such a suspicion. I accordingly refused an order for the proposed arrest, by the following intimation to the Minister of Police: You have named Pichegru, Georges, and Moreau: convince me that the former is in Paris, and I will immediately cause the latter to be arrested.--Another, and a very singular circumstance; led to the developement of the plot. One night, as I lay agitated and wakeful, I rose from my bed, and examined the list of suspected traitors; and chance, which rules the world, occasioned my stumbling, as it were, on the name of a surgeon who had lately returned from an English prison. This man's age, education, and experience in life, induced me to believe that his conduct must be attributed to any other motive than that of youthful fanaticism in favour of a Bourbon: as far as circumstances qualified me to judge, money appeared to be his object. I accordingly gave orders for this man to be arrested; when a summ
mary mock-trial was instituted, by which he was found guilty, sentenced to die, and informed be had but six hours to live. This stratagem had the desired effect'; he was terrified into confession. It was now knowik
haat Pichegru had a brother, a no
rastic priest, then residing in Paris. I ordered a party of gensd'armes to visit this man; and if he had quitted his house, I conceived there would be good ground for suspicion. The old monk was secured, and, in the act of his arrest, his fears betrayed what I most wanted to know. • Is it,' he exclaimed, because I afforded shelter to a brother, that I am thus treated ?- The object of the plot was to destroy me, and the success of it would, of course, have been my destruction. It emanated from the capital of your country, with the Count d'Artois at the head of it. To the west he sent the Duke de Berri, and to the east the Duke d'Enghien. To France your vessels conveyed underlings of the plot, and Moreau became a convert to the cause. The moment was big with evil: I felt myself on a tottering eminence; and I resolved to hurl the thunder back upon the Bourbons, even in the metropolis of the British empire.My minister vehemently urged the seizure of the Duke, though in a neutral territory; but I still hesitated; and Prince Benevento brought the order twice, and urged the measure with all his
pere suasion: it was not, however, till I was fully convinced of its necessity, that I sanctioned it by my signature. The matter could be easily arranged between me and the Duke of Baden. Why, indeed, should I suffer a man, residing on the very confines of my kingdom, to commit a crime which, within the distance of a mile, by the ordinary course of law, Justice herself would condemn to the scaffold? And now, answer me: did I do more than adopt the principle of your government, when it ordered the capture of the Danish fleet, which was thought to threaten mischief to your country?-It had been urged to me again and again, as a sound political opinion, that the new dynasty could not be secure while the Bourbons remained. Talleyrand never deviated from this principle; it was a fixed, unchangeable article in his political creed. But I did not become a ready or a willing convert: I examined the opinion with care and with caution; and the result was a perfect conviction of its necessity.- The Duke d'Enghien was accessary to the confederacy; and, although the resident of a neutral territory, the urgency of the case, in which my safety and the public tranquillity (to use no stronger expression) were involved, justified the proceeding. I accordinglý ordered him to be seized and tried: he was found guilty, and sentenced to be shot. The sentence was immediately executed; and the same fate would have followed had it been Louis the Eighteenth. For I again declare, that I found it necessary to roll the thunder back on the metropolis of England; as from thence, with the Count d'Artois at their head, did the assassins assail me.” (p. 144-149.)
To think that we have these astonishing relations and confessions from the mouth of no less a man than Buonaparte himself, is almost overwhelming: the particulars must have strongly, indelibly, impressed the mind of the hearer; and, unless we are prepared to say that Mr. War CRIT. Rev. VOL. IV. Dec. 1816.
den has been guilty of the greatest and foulest forgery tho world ever knew, we must believe these statements in most of the points of magnitude. We have arranged these matters rather in the order of their importance than of their chronology; and we now proceed to a charge of somewhat less notoriety, but even of greater enormity,--that of the assassination of Captain Wright in the Temple. Mr. Warden is first informed of the purpose with which Captain Wrigbt had approached the French coast in his brig, viz. to land spies and others, who were to enter into a plot against the life of the Emperor of the French. Buonaparte thus refutes the accusation against him :
“ The brig was afterwards taken near L'Orient, with Captain Wright, its conmander, who was carried before the Prefect of the department of Morbeau, at Vannes : General Julian, then Prefect, had accompanied me in the expedition to Egypt, and recognized Captain Wright on the first view of him. Intelligence of this circumstance was instantly transmitted to Paris; and instructions were expeditiously returned to interrogate the crew separately, and transfer their testimonies to the Minister of Police. The purport of their examination was at first very unsatisfactory; but at length, on the examination of one of the crew, some light was thrown on the subject. He stated that the brig had landed several Frenchmen, and among them he particularly remembered one, a very merry fellow, who was called Pichegru. Thus a clue was found that led to the discovery of a plot, which, had it succeeded, would have thrown the French nation a second time into a state of revolution. Captain Wright was accordingly conveyed to Paris, and confined in the Temple; there to remain till it was found convenient to bring the formidable accessaries to this treasonable design to trial. The law of France would have subjected Wright to the punishment of death; but he was of minor consideration. My grand object was to secure the principals; and I considered the English captain's evidence of the utmost consequence towards completing my object.”—He again and again most solemnly asserted, that Captain Wright died in the Temple by his own hand, as described in the Moniteur, and at a much earlier period than has been generally believed. At the same time, he stated that his assertion was founded on documents which he had since examined." (p. 140-141.)
In the same manner Buonaparte is represented as most strenuously repelling the imputation that he had ordered that Pichegru should be strangled. His projected invasion of England is also discussed, the Ex-Emperor maintaining its practicability, though admitting its danger; and the Infornal Machine in its turn becomes
one of the topics of con
versation-in short, there seem few matters of note or curiosity that are not touched upon at different times in the visits of Mr. Warden to Longwood. We hope that he has not been guilty of any breach of the confidence which appears to have been placed in him, by the publication of these details. We regret that we cannot extend our article to greater length, in order to notice some of the observa. tions merely personal. We must satisfy ourselves with the following opinion of Buonaparte upon suicide, in reply to those who reconimended that, rather than rely on the generosity of an enemy, he should have put a period to his own existence: he is observing upon English newspapers, and their strictures upon his conduct.
“ They are occasionally inconsistent, and sometimes abusive. In one paper I am called a liar, in another a tyrant, in a third a monster, and in one of them, which I really did not expect, I am described as a coward: but it turned out, after all, that the writer did not accuse me of avoiding danger in the field of battle, or flying from að enemy, or fearing to look at the menaces of fate and fortune; it did not charge me with wanting presence of mind in the hurry of battle, and in the suspense of conflicting armies ;-no such thing: I wanted courage, it seems, because I did not coolly take a dose of poison, or throw myself into the sea, or blow out my brains. The editor most certainly misunderstands me; I have, at least, too much courage for that." (p. 132–133.)
In the course of the volume (almost of course) the battle of Waterloo is brought upon the tapis, and Napoleon and one of his generals are represented taking great pains to shew Mr. Warden the causes why the day was lost by them; but as the author does not profess to have understood very well their explanations, he could not be expected to be very clear in his own. We have, therefore, disregarded it altogether.
In conclusion, we would observe only, that we are sorry the author has not pursued a plan of greater simplicity in his narrations: if he had contented himself with giving extracts from his diary, instead of manufacturing the details into letters for publication, we should have been disposed to place much greater reliance on his accuracy and fidelity.
We wish that Mr. Warden had not published the volume upon his own account, since that very intention might lead him to frame the details in a more taking manner.