Word: napoleonism
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...amongst this happy group who, most regrettably, felt that he had work to do. He sat, part of each day, in a high studded gilt room staring at the ceiling through grey, opaque eyes; smoking long, thin Turkish cigarettes. Some men called him the Sphynx; he called himself Napoleon. It was shortly after he had announced that the Empire meant peace that France drifted into the Crimean War out of whose dreary twilight the world hears only one sweet note, a Nightingale's. Today at 12, Professor Langer will lecture in Harvard 6 upon how the Crimean War came about...
This canvas, valued at a million francs, had been presented to the town of Lyons many years ago by Cardinal Fesch, uncle of Napoleon, and subsequently had disappeared from sight. It was discovered by Mr. Harris and a British associate, Dr. Cornelius Ver Heyden de Lancey, among a pile of old rubbish in a small room in the Military School at Lyons, where it had lain unnoticed for half a century...
Moving ponderously to avenge the cuckoo of Ajaccio, a force of 800 blue-clad, blue-capped gendarmes landed from the mainland under command of General Fournier. The General's first move was to commandeer the largest table in the Cafe Napoleon, swankiest cafe in Ajaccio, only one with a plate-glass screen to protect the customers on the terrace from the mistral. He ordered two bottles of Byrrh for the use of the staff, and spread out his maps. His troops were divided into three columns and sent to scour the island...
...force of about 200 French, British, U. S., Italian and Spanish reporters who tipped off the natives unwittingly, drank up all the beer and asked so many questions that General Fournier found it impossible to concentrate. The air of Ajaccio, the air that fed the genius of the young Napoleon, gave General Fournier an idea or two. He ordered two gross of tricolored arm bands, drew up the 200 reporters in the public square last week, gave each one a rifle and sent them, happy as schoolboys, to hunt bandits in the woods by themselves and not bother...
Even so, as the week progressed sensitive General Fournier felt that the populace was not in favor of his expedition. Instantly dismissing the suggestion that feeling would improve if he would move out of the Cafe Napoleon and allow the natives to resume their accustomed seats, he wrote long appeals to the people of Corsica for support, inserted them in all Corsican newspapers. In particular he wanted to know the whereabouts of Corsica's "mastermind," Andre Spada, the bandit chief. His home had been raided; he had fled farther into the mountains...