perial
memories that still haunted the chateau, Napoleon's favorite residence
where he had given his splendid hunting fêtes. The king arrayed himself
sumptuously in a velvet coat of royal blue embroidered with seed
pearls, and the Regent was placed in the front of his kingly cap while
his sword was decorated by the less brilliant Sanci diamond. Thus
regally adorned the king, too fat and gouty to stand in a royal
attitude, was majestically seated in his arm-chair where he was
discovered by the youthful Caroline when she tripped lightly into the
tent.
Charles
x. was destined to enjoy the Regent but for a few brief years. Having
succeeded to the throne on the death of his brother in September, 1824,
he made his state entry into his capital in the first days of October.
This Charles, now an old man, is the youthful Count d'Artois who
figured at the coronation of Louis xvi. half a century before. Hardly
was the late king laid to his rest in the sombre vaults of St. Denis
when his successor laid his hands
