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polcon. We passed through all the rooms of the house, even into the room where Napoleon died. There is an iron fence built round the spot where the bed stood. Everything is in a good state of preservation, and is kept by Frenchmen, as it is the property of the French by purchase. There is a fish pond near the house. The house and surroundings are on the top of the highest mountain, a bleak sort of a place, with guns of large size set with their muzzles pointing seaward. All this ado to keep one man a prisoner on a lonely island in mid ocean! We saw the house called Brier where they put him at first on landing on the island, and we saw the grave where he was buried, down in a lonely valley between two high hills, with a lonely little weeping willow tree at the head of the grave. The tree was dead, and not more than six inches in diameter and fifteen feet high. Just such a place as a man of his great brain would have selected for a resting place. Here let me say that there have been more sprigs
