; Marchand's corps have
joined the ex-Emperor, and he is on his march to Lyons, the second town
in the kingdom, with a force every day increasing. It is absolutely
necessary now to form some decided plan for leaving this devoted
country. Whether it will be better to embark from Marseilles or to
travel across the country to Bourdeaux, is the question upon which we
have not yet sufficient information to decide. We expect to hear
to-morrow of an engagement between the troops commanded by the Prince
D'Artois at Lyons, and the force which has joined Napoleon. Every moment
which we now remain in this kingdom is time foolishly thrown away.
Bonaparte may have friends in the sea-port towns; the organization of
this last scheme may be, and indeed every hour proves, that it has been
deeper than we at first imagined, and the possibility of escape may in a
moment be entirely precluded.

_Monday_, the 13th.--This has been a day of much agitation; a courier
has arrived, and the intelligence he brings is as bad as possible. Every
thing is lost. The Count d'Artois harangued his troops, and the answer
they made, was a universal shout of _Vive l'Empereur_. The Prince has
been obliged to return to Paris; Bonaparte has entered Lyons without the
slightest opposition, and is now on his march to the capital. We have
just been informed, that the Duc d'Angouleme is expected here this
evening or to-morrow. The guarde nationale has been paraded upon the
_Cours_, and a proclamation, exhorting them to continue faithful to the
King, read aloud to the soldiers. We hear them rapturously shouting Vive
le Roi; and they are now marching through the streets to the national
air of Henrie Quatre. Every house has displayed the white flag from its
windows.

_Thursday_, the 16th.--We have determined now to run the risk of
travelling across the country to Bourdeaux, trusting to embark from that
town for England. I have visited Marseilles, and find that there are no
vessels in that port; and in the present uncertain state of Italy, it
would be hazardous attempting to reach Nice. Bonaparte, we hear, is near
Paris, and is expected to enter that capital without opposition; but we
now receive no intelligence whose accuracy can be relied on, as the
couriers have been stopt, and all regular intercourse discontinued. The
preparations, for the arrival of the Duc d'Angouleme, continued till
this morning; and in the evening we witnessed his entry into Aix: It was
an affe