humble annalists, can only vouch for the truth of the facts we have
already related and of those which will follow.

King Louis XVIII remounted his throne, consequently Murat lost all hope
of remaining in France; he felt he was bound to go. His nephew Bonafoux
fitted out a frigate for the United States under the name of Prince Rocca
Romana. The whole suite went on board, and they began to carry on to the
boat all the valuables which the exile had been able to save from the
shipwreck of his kingdom. First a bag of gold weighing nearly a hundred
pounds, a sword-sheath on which were the portraits of the king, the
queen, and their children, the deed of the civil estates of his family
bound in velvet and adorned with his arms. Murat carried on his person a
belt where some precious papers were concealed, with about a score of
unmounted diamonds, which he estimated himself to be worth four millions.

When all these preparations for departing were accomplished, it was
agreed that the next day, the 1st of August, at five o'clock, a boat
should fetch the king to the brig from a little bay, ten minutes' walk
from the house where he was staying. The king spent the night making out
a route for M. Marouin by which he could reach the queen, who was then in
Austria, I think.

It was finished just as it was time to leave, and on crossing the
threshold of the hospitable house where he had found refuge he gave it to
his host, slipped into a volume of a pocket edition of Voltaire. Below
the story of 'Micromegas' the king had written: [The volume is still in
the hands of M. Marouin, at Toulon.]

Reassure yourself, dear Caroline; although unhappy, I am free. I am
departing, but I do not know whither I am bound. Wherever I may be my