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The Memoirs of Baron Thiébault (Late Lieutenant-General in the French Army) Tr: And Condensed By Arthur John Butler, Vol. 2 of 2 (Classic Reprint)

Author Paul Charles François Adrien Henri Dieudonné
Publisher Forgotten Books
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ISBN / ASINB008XCMR62
ISBN-13978B008XCMR66
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Moreau had thrown him over, an audacious assertion which only took in his flatterers. In spite of the noble blood of which, rightly or wrongly, the Marshal Duke of Tarentum boasted (and which his father certainly did not make more noble by marrying a cook), and of the splendid position which he holds so dear, no one will think of putting up a statue to him as a pendant to that of General Championnet. Having followed closely the parts played by the general in that campaign, and having subsequently studied them with documents and evidence before me, I have never been able to avoid testifying consistently in favour of Moreau, whom since 1813 I have hated, just as I testified in favour of Championnet, whom I loved, and against Macdonald, whom, in spite of his conduct towards his rivals and his carelessness as a commander-in-chief, I have always been disposed to like as a man and as a valiant soldier. I might have hated or loved all alike, and I would have said neither more nor less. All this while my convalescence did not make so much progress as I had hoped; and a doctor of high reputation, after a careful examination of me, decided that I must return to Trance and follow a course of treatment which, as he said, was impossible, except with the regular habits of domestic life. Accordingly on June 10 I started in a felucca for Nice. Just after passing Savona we fell in with another felucca, which went along in company with us. It had General Sarrazin on board, and also a young captain who had been on Bonaparte sstaff in Egypt. I have forgotten his name, but he was a clever and enthusiastic young fellow. He was leaving the service to marry, and I took him in my carriage from Nice to Paris. When we were off the headland of Noli, we saw a very suspicious-looking craft. At that time it was hardly possible to sail in these waters without the risk of meeting a privatee
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