A Life of Napoleon Bonaparte, with a Sketch of Josephine, Empress of the French.Tarbell, Ida M. (Ida Minerva)
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A Life of Napoleon Bonaparte, with a Sketch of Josephine, Empress of the French.
Tarbell, Ida M. (Ida Minerva)
Josephine, Empress, consort of Napoleon I, Emperor of the French, 1763-1814; Napoleon I, Emperor of the French, 1769-1821
As the last words of the prayer died away the cortège turned from the
high altar and proceeded slowly down the nave to the point where the
throne had been placed. At the top of a staircase of some twenty-nine
steps was a large platform, on which a sumptuous arm-chair, richly
decorated with embroideries and golden symbols, had been placed for
Napoleon. To the right of this seat, and one step lower, was a smaller
chair, with similar decorations, for Josephine. The Emperor and Empress
mounted the steps and seated themselves. They were followed by the Pope,
who blessed them, and then, kissing the Emperor on the cheek, turned to
the assembly, and pronounced the words, “_Vivat imperator in æternum._”
The _Te Deum_, the prayers, the reading of the Scriptures, the offering,
followed; and then, the mass finished, the oath taken, Napoleon and
Josephine descended and attended by their suites, left the cathedral,
and entered their carriage. The ceremony, from the time of leaving the
Tuileries, had taken five hours. It was three and a half hours more
before the long procession was ended and they were back again in the
palace.
That night Napoleon and Josephine dined alone, the Empress wearing her
crown, at her husband’s request, so pleased was he with the grace and
dignity with which she carried it.
CHAPTER VI
ETIQUETTE REGULATING JOSEPHINE’S LIFE—ROYAL JOURNEYS—TACT OF THE
EMPRESS—EXTRAVAGANCE IN DRESS.
Consecrated by the Pope, crowned by Napoleon, Josephine’s position
seemed impregnable in the eyes of all the world. It was one of dazzling
splendor. The little creole whose youth had been spent in a sugar-house,
who had passed months in a prison cell, who many a time had borrowed
money to pay her rent, now had become the mistress, not of a palace, but
of palaces—of Fontainebleau, the Tuileries, Versailles, Rambouillet. She
who for so many years had begged favors at the doors of others, was now
the center of a great machine, called a “Household,” devoted to serving
her. There were a First Almoner, a Maid of Honor, a Lady of the
Bedchamber, numbers of Ladies of the Palace, a First Chamberlain, a
First Equery, a Private Secretary, a Chief Steward—all of them having
their respective attendants; and there were, besides these, valets,
footmen, pages, and servants of all grades. Her life, so long one of
unthinking freedom, was now regulated to the last detail. The apartments
in the palace devoted to her own uses were two—the apartment of honor
and the private apartment. Before the door of the ante-chamber of the
apartment of honor stood, day and night, a door-keeper; within were four
valets, two _huissiers_, two pages (to do errands), from twelve to
twenty-six footmen, ready to do honor to the incoming and outgoing
guests. In the salons, where visitors waited, were other decorative
footmen and pages—a retinue ten times larger than actual service
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