the picture, will be a pleasing exercise of patience on the part of my readers to discover. Although not English caricature, I may be pardoned for giving, as a type of then French feeling, a song sung by the troops amongst themselves. It is full of slang of the period, which the notes will elucidate : Chorus. Pendant que Louis Dix-huit à gogo1 Mangeait, buvait, faisait dodo,2 Quitte son île, et le voilà ! Chantons le père de la violette Au bruit de sons,3 et de canons ! Quand à la cour on sait cela, Le Comte d'Artois monte son dada,4 Mais pour barrer le Papa, Il faut un autre luron 5 que ça ! During Napoleon's exile Josephine had died, on May 29. She had lived quite long enough, and had experienced as many, and as great, vicissitudes as any woman. In June the Emperor of Russia, the King of Prussia and his sons, with a numerous suite, visited London, and were made LL.D.'s at Oxford, great fun being made at the time about conferring the degree on Blücher, Dr. Blücher figuring in many caricatures. 'John Bull mad with Joy! or the First of August 1814,' shows the old fellow in ecstasies of delight. He has thrown away his hat, and is waving his wig, dancing all the time. The Prince Regent says, 'Ah, ha! Johnny, I knew you'd be delighted,' and shows him the 'Bill of Fare of the Grand National Jubilee for the Peace of 1814. Hyde Park-A 1 Plentifully. 2 Slept. Horse, or, as we should say, 'gee-gee.' 3 Rolls of the drum. grand fair-Messrs Gyngall, Richardson, and Punches shows-a grand sea fight upon the Serpentine-Fireworks in Kensington Gardens-plenty of gin and beer-St. James' Park-a Balloon-Chinese bridge and PagodaBoat race on the Canal-fireworks-plenty of port, sherry, claret, champagne, &c., &c., &c. Green Park-Castle and Temple-Fireworks and Royal Booths.' In his right hand the capering and joyous John swings a miniature gallows, on which hang the prince's enemies, and he cries out in his joy, Huzza for the Prince of Princes! Damn the lying London Papers! May Whitbread be drown'd in one of his own butts! and Tierney be choked with his long speeches. Here I have your enemies as they should be! I shall stick this in my Corn field to frighten the Crows! so Huzza, again and again, for the Prince of Princes.' This was the outcome of the Grand Jubilee on August 1, which was celebrated in London-notably in the parks. 'Mad with joy' was the proper expression. See what this peace meant for the nation-a revival of trade, a remission of taxes, cheaper provisions, the reuniting to their families of beloved ones who had undergone so much for their country. No one can wonder that the people went 'mad with joy,' and were not ashamed to confess it. There was a pagoda on a Chinese1 bridge thrown over the canal in St. James's Park, and at night fireworks were displayed thereon. Chinese lanterns all along the Mall and Birdcage Walk. In the Green Park was a 'Temple of Concord,' near which was a fine booth for the accommodation of the foreign ambassadors and guests whom the Regent delighted to honour. Small men-of-war waged a mimic sca-fight on the Serpentine, and in Hyde Park was a regular fair. Sadler went up in his balloon, but nearly came to We must recollect that George the Magnificent was then Regent, and his taste in architecture was decidedly Eastern. grief, and descended somewhat precipitately in Mucking Marshes, on the Essex coast, sixteen miles below Gravesend. Sad to say, about midnight the pagoda caught fire, and two people lost their lives. The fair in Hyde Park was kept going for several days afterwards. So we leave the year 1814, with Napoleon seemingly safe, yet far from contented, and the English people revelling in the new and welcome blessings of peace. CHAPTER LVII. NAPOLEON'S ESCAPE FROM ELBA-UNIVERSAL CONSTERNATION-FLIGHT OF THE BRITISH FROM FRANCE-CARICATURES ON HIS RETURN. A SOMEWHAT elaborate caricature is by George Cruikshank (January 1815), and is entitled 'Twelfth Night, or What you Will! now performing at the Theatre Royal Europe, with new Scenery, decorations, &c., &c., &c.' It represents a theatre, on the stage of which sit Wellington, Austria, Russia, and Prussia. The former has been dividing an enormous Twelfth Cake, with the help of a huge knife and Britannia's trident. Austria simply takes the whole of Germany, and remarks, 'I shall get my piece cut as large as I can. I don't think it is large enough.' Russia, who is not content with his huge piece of Russia in Europe, puts his hand on Poland, and, turning to a Pole, who is drawing his sword, says: Here brother, take possession of this piece, I think I can manage them both; besides, this has more plumbs on it, which will mix with mine.' Prussia, besides his own country, lays hands on Saxony, exclaiming: 'If I add this Saxon piece to my Prussian one, and put the figure of an Emperor on it, I think my share will look respectable.' Wellington, however, reflects, 'I have been assisting to divide the Cake, but I don't much like my office, the Gentlemen seem so dissatisfied.' Bernadotte comforts himself with 'Now I have got Norway, I can get a wind to blow which way I please.' Louis the Eighteenth and a Dutchman are in a private box; and in one of the stage-boxes is John Bull and his dog, the former of whom shakes hands with and welcomes an American Indian, saying, 'I hope you won't disturb the peace.' In the opposite box are two Turks and a Hungarian; whilst in the box above is Spain, his crown stuck all over with gallows, and attended by a fearful-looking Jesuit, reading from a 'list of Prisoners to be hung for supporting a free Constitution.' The other Powers are on their knees on the stage, abjectly begging, 'Pray, Gentlemen, spare us a few of the small pieces, for we are almost starving.' Napoleon was still at Elba, and Europe was enjoying a fool's paradise, as cannot be better shown than by a quotation from Rogers's 'Recollections' (if reliable): 'When Buonaparte left Elba for France, I (the Duke of Wellington) was at Vienna, and received the news from Lord Burghersh, our Minister at Florence. The instant it came, I communicated it to every member of the Congress, and all laughed; the Emperor of Russia most of all.' Doubtless they thought themselves secure, for they left Elba unguarded in the most singular manner. As Napoleon told O'Meara: 'I do not believe that Castlereagh thought I should have ventured to leave Elba, as otherwise some frigates would have been stationed about the island. If they had kept a frigate in the harbour, and another outside, it would have been impossible for me to have gone to France, except alone, which I would never have attempted. Even if the King of France had ordered a frigate, with a picked crew, to cruise off the island, it would have prevented me.' Napoleon did not leave Elba till February 26, nor did he land at Cannes till March 1, when the news of his landing spread like wildfire. The Times' of March 11 says: 'Early yesterday morning we received by express from |