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...Napoleon as he really was, French Historian Jean Savant went on the principle that no man is a hero to his valet. He rounded up eyewitness accounts of valets and those Napoleon treated as valets: mistresses, bodyguards and generals, tailors, aides-de-camp, and such luminaries of the age as Goethe and Metternich. Out of the intimate, often lurid documentation emerges no hero but a devastating closeup of the man who convinced Frenchmen they were a race of heroes, and split nations apart like ripe fruit to show that "given 500,000 men, one can do anything...
Pilfering Snuffboxes. All but invincible in the saddle, Napoleon was all too vulnerable at home. He hated to get up in the morning, indulged in two-hour-long hot baths, delighted in being rubbed down with Eau de Cologne by his valet. At work he tipped back in his chair, whittled away with a penknife on the arm of a chair. In council meetings he made such a habit of pilfering snuffboxes that his ministers resorted to bringing their snuff in cardboard boxes. Worried about becoming fat, Napoleon stoked himself through the day with licorice flavored with anisette. He bolted...
...clock on the morning of Jan 6, 1919, T.R. died in bed of an embolism in the coronary artery. His last words, spoken to his valet, were, "Please put out the light." But the light of the life of Theodore Roosevelt no American could put out. Even as he was dying, his country was throbbing with new vitality and new hope. Even as he was dying, his last words to the American people were read to a rip-roaring ail-American benefit at the Hippodrome in New York. Said Theodore Roosevelt: "I cannot be with...
...Shush, Baby." Instead of an ego-massaging entourage of yesmen, the old ham had only his personal valet, Lorenzo Chestnut, by his side. In Chestnut's hands were the familiar Berle off-screen props: a soiled towel for mopping the star, a glass of water, a fistful of Dunhill's Larranaga cigars with big white billing on the cellophane: "SPECIALLY SELECTED FOR MILTON BERLE." Said Lorenzo: "I keep one lit for him when he comes off." As Berle waited glumly for his cue, he scowled at a monitor and frazzled the seven-in. Larranaga. "Shush, baby, shush...
...Corbin up. I said, 'My God, Junie, I ain't even got any equipment.' He said, 'Just go to sleep.' Next day I told Corbin I was sick. But that didn't do no good. Junie bought me a saddle, boots, pants, all my equipment, and got me a valet...