he had not allowed himself to speak to a single individual, for he wished the beloved voice of his Josephine might be the first to congratulate him upon his virtual accession to the Empire of France. Throwing himself upon a couch for a few moments of repose, he exclaimed gayly, \"Good-night, my Josephine. To-morrow we sleep in the palace of the Luxembourg.\"
The Luxembourg.
This renowned palace, with its vast saloons,
he had not allowed himself to speak to a single individual, for he wished the beloved voice of his Josephine might be the first to congratulate him upon his virtual accession to the Empire of France. Throwing himself upon a couch for a few moments of repose, he exclaimed gayly, \"Good-night, my Josephine. To-morrow we sleep in the palace of the Luxembourg.\"
The Luxembourg.
This renowned palace, with its vast saloons,
