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A Cantiniére removes the boots of the Emperor.
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A bath robe that belonged to Napoléon II , the Duke of Reichstadt.
Present at the exhibition "BIEDERMEIER. The Rise of an Era" at the Leopold museum in Vienna
Portrait of Napoléon II, Duke of Reichstadt in a Polish Military Costume,. 1819.
By Joseph Karl Stieler
The portrait is housed at the National Museum in Wroclaw.
Selfish Emperor Boney keeps cake all to himself on his birthday, sent to hell for eternity.
The Emperor placed Mme Walewska's son next to him; he was very good at first, but that didn't last, and as his mother was scolding him, the Emperor said:
"Aren't you afraid of the whip? Well, I urge you to be: I felt it only once, but have remembered it always." He told how this had happened: "My grandmother was quite old and stooped, and seemed to me and to Pauline like an old fairy godmother. She walked with a cane, and her affection for us always led her to bring us candy; this didn't prevent us from walking behind her and mimicking her. Unfortunately she noticed this and complained to Madame, telling her she was raising us without any respect for grandparents. Although she loved us very much, Madame put up with no nonsense, and I saw that I was in for it. Pauline got hers first, because skirts are easier to pull up than pants are to unbutton and pull down. That evening she tried to get me, but in vain; I thought I would get off scot-free. The next morning she pushed me away when I tried to kiss her, but I had forgotten all about it when during the day Madame said to me: 'Napoléone, you are invited to lunch at the governor's house, go get dressed!' I went upstairs, quite happy at the idea of lunching with officers, and got undressed rapidly.
But Madame was like a cat waiting for a mouse; she suddenly entered my room, closing the door behind her. I realized the trap into which i had fallen, but it was too late, I had to submit to the spanking." And as the child had listened with great care, the Emperor said to him: "Well, what do you think of that?"
"But I don't make fun of Mama," he replied with a contrite look on his face that pleased the Emperor, who kissed him, saying: "That's a good answer!"~In Napoleon's Shadow: The Memoirs of Louis-Joseph Marchand:pages 114-115

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As soon as the midwife announced that labor was about to begin, a whole ceremony began. The birth of a future heir to the throne—since it was accepted that the unborn child could only be a boy—was anything but a private event. To avoid any dispute over the newborn's identity, the birth must be attended by witnesses who were not limited to the family. An altar was also erected from which a chaplain would assist the Archduchess with her prayers. The room was soon filled with people, to the point that the air soon became stifling, especially as the labor dragged on. Hours had passed since the first contractions. As night fell, many withdrew in search of a well-deserved rest. The respite was short-lived. Around two o'clock in the morning, the Baroness [Louise of Sturmfeder] was hastily summoned to the woman in labor: the outcome was imminent this time. It seemed that the news had time to circulate in the Hofburg. The room was once again full. The Emperor rushed to Sophie to encourage her in this ordeal, while some of the audience had difficulty bearing the young woman's cries, to the point that the room gradually became empty. In the end, only six people remained, including the Emperor [Franz I] and Queen Caroline [of Bavaria], whom Sophie had insisted on having with her. It was still necessary to wait until a quarter to ten for the delivery to finally occur. The labor had lasted nearly two days in total. To avoid the worst for both mother and child, the doctors finally decided to resort to irons. But to the utmost joy! Sophie had given birth to a boy. The Emperor himself opened the door to announce the great news to all those who had been waiting in the antechamber. Sophie had already forgotten the pain she had endured. “As soon as I knew that my little one was alive,” she would later declare, “I hardly thought about the past sufferings anymore […]. They are nothing compared to the bliss of having a child.” The young mother now lay in her bed, radiant with happiness. Eventually, only the doctors and the governess remained in the room. She recounted the rest: “I sat until nine o’clock, then the little one was carried into his room, and little by little, calm returned. Now my shift has begun. Besides, no one tells me what to do or how to do it. I only leave the room for an hour, otherwise I write, I read, I work, I take the little one to the Archduchess and I sleep very little." Two days later, the newborn was baptized with the double name of Franz Joseph. As always in princely families, this choice was not left to chance personal inclinations. New in the history of the family, it is, as it should be, the bearer of a political program. The first name responds firstly to the desire to honor Emperor Franz, who will also be the godfather of the newborn. But Franz is also the first name of the husband of Maria Theresa, the founder of the Habsburg-Lorraine dynasty. In this association, it still represents the Baroque age, both one of the highest moments of Austrian grandeur and one of the major components of the Habsburg tradition. The second name embodies another aspect of the family heritage. It refers to Joseph II, whose reign symbolized both the monarch's devotion to the imperial office and the primacy of the state over private interests. However, Sophie never called her son anything other than Franzi, a diminutive laden with affection to which she remained faithful until her elder son ascended the throne. With this change in status, Franzi would take a back seat to Emperor, a title under which he would henceforth appear in Sophie's diary, except in particularly emotional moments when she would call him "my darling child" or "my beloved child."
Bled, Jean-Paul (2018). Sophie de Habsbourg
Reno Gazette-Journal, Nevada, September 16, 1950
Napoléon and Joséphine preparing for their coronation
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Happy 256th Anniversary

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Happy 256th birthday Napoleon! I don't really have anything to post, but take these random sketches from over the past couple weeks.
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Happy birthday Napoleon!

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Happy birthday, Napoleon!
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