of Bohemia was intercepted on his way to England, and all Moreau's papers were taken. General Rapatel, his aide-de-camp and countryman, sent back to Madame Moreau her papers she was a great Bourbonist. She reproached him, in all her letters, with his dislike of the Bourbons, his apathy, his revolutionary prejudices, and his want of taste or talents for intrigue; and she advised him how to conduct himself, to acquire esteem at the Courts of Russia and Austria. To all this Moreau answered, "You are mad, with your Bourbons. We now know them in France only by the harm they have done us. Besides, you know my sentiments; for my part I desire no better than to assist them; but from the bottom of my heart I assure you, I think that order of things is for ever abolished." The Emperor's first inclination was to print this correspondence; but he was dissatisfied with himself for having permitted the insertion of certain phrases, in a bulletin relating to the death of this general. It appeared to him that some expressions of regret which had escaped his lips on receiving the intelligence, ought to have been retained in preference. He thought it unbecoming to disturb his ashes by unveiling his secret sentiments, carelessly written to his own wife, and in a confidential correspondence. Moreau had served his country; and his name will figure gloriously in many a page of the history of the Revolutionary Wars. His political opinions always shewed great sagacity; and sometimes Napoleon has been heard to pity his deplorable end. "Those women destroyed him!" Such are the fatal consequences of a weak, irresolute character. Note extracted from inedited Memoirs. The First Consul had been holding a Council of Ministers, in the cabinet of the grand apartments of the Tuileries; it was now over. The attendant announced General Moreau, who appeared with a round hat, a blue great-coat, and a cane in his hand. The First Consul advanced to meet him, embraced him, congratulated him briefly, and availing himself very gracefully of the favourable occasion, presented him a very splendid and valuable pair of pistols. Moreau stood a few moments in suspense; then accepted the pistols with marked indifference, and without saying a word. His countenance expressed hesitation, embarrassment, and a kind of disdain, which did not escape the notice of some of the persons present. LETTER FROM MOREAU TO BARTHELEMI. The General-in-chief of the Army of the Rhine and Moselle, to Citizen Barthelemi, Member of the Execu tive Directory of the French Republic. Head Quarters, Strasburg, 19th Fructidor, CITIZEN DIRECTOR, You will recollect, no doubt, that, on my last visit to Bâle, I informed you that at the passage of the Rhine we took a waggon from General Klinglin, containing two or three hundred letters of his correspondence: those of Wittersbach formed part of them, but were the least important. Many letters are in cipher, but we have found the key to them: the whole are now deciphering, which occupies much time. No person is called by his real name, so that many Frenchmen who correspond with Klinglin, Condé, Wickham, d'Enghien, and others, are not easily discovered. We have, nevertheless, such indications, that several are already known. I had determined not to give publicity to this correspondence; since, as peace might be presumed to be approaching, there was no danger to the Republic; besides, these papers would afford proofs against but few persons, as no one is named in them. But, seeing, at the head of the parties which are now doing so much mischief to our country, and in possession of an eminent situation of the highest confidence, a man deeply involved in this correspondence, and destined to act an important part in the recall of the Pretender (the object to which it relates), I have thought it my duty to apprise you of the circumstance, that you may not be the dupe of his pretended republicanism; that you may watch over his proceedings, and oppose his fatal projects against our country; since nothing but a civil war can be the object of his schemes. I confess, Citizen Director, that it is with deep regret that I inform you of this treachery; and the more so because the man I denounce to you was once my friend, and would certainly have remained so still, had I not detected him. I speak of the representative of the people, Pichegru: he has been prudent enough to commit nothing to writing; he only communicated verbally with those who were intrusted with this correspondence, who carried his proposals, and received his answers. He is designated under several names, that of Baptiste amongst others. A brigadier general, named Badouville, was attached to him, and designated by the name of Coco. He was one of the couriers whom he and the other correspondents employed: you must have often seen him at Bâle. Their grand movement was to have been effected at the beginning of the campaign of the year IV: they reckoned on the probable occurrence of some disasters on my arrival at the army, which, as they expected, would be discontented at its defeat, and call for its old commander; who in that case would have acted according to circumstances, and to the instructions which he should have received. He was to have nine hundred louis for the journey which he took to Paris at the time of his dismission; which circumstance accounts naturally for his refusal of the Swedish embassy. I suspect the ***** family of being concerned in this intrigue. The confidence which I have in your patriotism and prudence alone have determined me to give you this intelligence. The proofs are as clear as day, but I doubt whether they are judicial. I intreat you, Citizen Director, to have the goodness to assist me with your advice on this perplexing occasion; you know me well enough to conceive how dear this disclosure costs me:-nothing less than the dangers which threaten my country |