Goulden said anything, I could see in
her eyes that she thought he was right. One evening he said, "The Duke
de Berry is coming here."

We were greatly astonished. "What is he going to do here, Mr.
Goulden?" asked Catherine.

"He is coming to review the regiment," he answered, "I have a great
curiosity to see him. The papers say that he looks like Bonaparte, but
that he has a great deal more mind. It is not astonishing for if a
legitimate prince had no more sense than the son of a peasant it would
be a great pity. But you have seen Bonaparte, Joseph, and you can
judge of the matter."

You can imagine how this news excited the country. From that day
nothing was thought of but erecting triumphal arches, and making white
flags, and the people from all the villages kept coming with their
carts covered with garlands. They raised a triumphal arch at
Pfalzbourg and another near Saverne. Every evening after supper
Catherine and I went out to see how the work progressed. It was
between the hotel "de la Ville de Metz" and the shop of the
confectioner Duerr, right across the street. The old carpenter Ulrich
and his boys built it. It was like a great gate covered with garlands
of oak leaves, and over the front were displayed magnificent white
flags.

While they were doing this, Zebede came to see us several times. The
prince was to come from Metz, the regiment had received letters, which
represented him as being as severe as if he had gained fifty battles.
But what vexed Zebede most was, that the prince called our old
officers, "Soldiers of fortune."

He arrived the 1st of October, at six in the evening, we heard the
cannon when he was at Gerberhoff. He alighted at the "Ville de Metz,"
without going under the arch. The square was crowded with officers in
full uniform, and from all the windows the people shouted, "Long live
the King, Long live the Duke de Berry," just as they cried in the time
of Napoleon, "Long live the Emperor."

Mr. Goulden and Catherine and I could not get near because of the
crowd, and we only saw the carriages and the hussars file past. A
picket near our house cut off all communication. That same evening he
received the corps of officers and condescended to accept a dinner
offered to him by the Sixth, but he only invited Colonel Zaepfel.
After the dinner, from which they did not rise till ten o'clock, the
principal citizens gave a ball at the college. All the officers and
all the frie