sins, whose fathers had trembled at the very mention of the
name of Him. When the end came, he was leading his troops to victory. He
ordered Ney to attack with the guards. Then he died.

But if you want an explanation of this strange career, if you really
wish to know how one man could possibly rule so many people for so many
years by the sheer force of his will, do not read the books that have
been written about him. Their authors either hated the Emperor or
loved him. You will learn many facts, but it is more important to "feel
history" than to know it. Don't read, but wait until you have a chance
to hear a good artist sing the song called "The Two Grenadiers." The
words were written by Heine, the great German poet who lived through the
Napoleonic era. The music was composed by Schumann, a German who saw
the Emperor, the enemy of his country, whenever he came to visit his
imperial father-in-law. The song therefore is the work of two men who
had every reason to hate the tyrant.

Go and hear it. Then you will understand what a thousand volumes could
not possibly tell you.

THE HOLY ALLIANCE

AS SOON AS NAPOLEON HAD BEEN SENT TO ST. HELENA THE RULERS WHO SO OFTEN
HAD BEEN DEFEATED BY THE HATED "CORSICAN" MET AT VIENNA AND TRIED
TO UNDO THE MANY CHANGES THAT HAD BEEN BROUGHT ABOUT BY THE FRENCH
REVOLUTION

THE Imperial Highnesses, the Royal Highnesses, their Graces the Dukes,
the Ministers Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary, together with the plain
Excellencies and their army of secretaries, servants and hangers-on,
whose labours had been so rudely interrupted by the sudden return of the
terrible Corsican (now sweltering under the hot sun of St. Helena) went
back to their jobs. The victory was duly celebrated with dinners, garden
parties and balls at which the new and very shocking "waltz" was danced
to the great scandal of the ladies and gentlemen who remembered the
minuet of the old Regime.

For almost a generation they had lived in retirement. At last the danger
was over. They were very eloquent upon the subject of the terrible
hardships which they had suffered. And they expected to be recompensed
for every penny they had lost at the hands of the unspeakable Jacobins
who had dared to kill their anointed king, who had abolished wigs and
who had discarded the short trousers of the court of Versailles for the
ragged pantaloons of the Parisian slums.

You may think it absurd that I should mention such a deta