John Kendrick Bangs

John Kendrick Bangs

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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Mr. Bonaparte of Corsica

The coronation over, Napoleon and Josephine turned to the splendid audience, and marched down the centre aisle to the door, where they entered a superb golden carriage in which, amid the plaudits of the people, they drove to the Tuileries.
"Ah—at last!" said Bonaparte, as he entered the Palace. "I have got there. The thing to do now is to stay there. Ah, me!" he added, with a sigh. "These French—these French! they are as fickle as the only woman I have ever loved.
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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Mr. Bonaparte of Corsica

It is my opinion, my dear Emperor Joseph, that grape-shot is the only proper medicine for a mob. Some people prefer to turn the hose on them, but none of that for me. They fear water as they do death, but they get over water. Death is more permanent. I've seen many a rioter, made respectable by a good soaking, return to the fray after he had dried out, but in all my experience I have never known a man who was once punctured by a discharge of grape-shot who took any further interest in rioting.
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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Mr. Bonaparte of Corsica

Napoleon looked up from his books and counted the clothes.
"There is one sock missing," said he, sternly.
"No," returned Sans Gene. "Half of each sock was washed away, and I sewed the remaining halves into one. One good sock is better than two bad ones. If you ever lose a leg in battle you may find the odd one handy."
"How can I ever repay you?" cried Napoleon, touched by her friendly act.
"I'm sure I don't know," returned Madame Sans Gene, demurely, "unless you will escort me to the Charity Ball—I'll buy the tickets."
"And, pray, what good will that do?" asked Bonaparte.
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