in order to create for myself a position, will be the only consolation which I can enjoy. Adieu, my mother. Remember me to the old servants, and to our friends of Thurgovia and of Constance. I am very well. Your affectionate and respectful son,
\"Louis Napoleon Bonaparte.\"
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Chapter XI.
The Death of Hortense, and the
Enthronement of her Son.
1837-1869
Cruel slanders.
After a short tarry at Rio Janeiro,
in order to create for myself a position, will be the only consolation which I can enjoy. Adieu, my mother. Remember me to the old servants, and to our friends of Thurgovia and of Constance. I am very well. Your affectionate and respectful son,
\"Louis Napoleon Bonaparte.\"
* * *
Chapter XI.
The Death of Hortense, and the
Enthronement of her Son.
1837-1869
Cruel slanders.
After a short tarry at Rio Janeiro,
