Adieu, dear.—Yours ever,
Napoleon.
No. 46.
To the Empress, at Paris.
Liebstadt, February 20, 1807, 2 A.M.
I write you two lines, dear, in order that you may not be uneasy. My health is very good, and my affairs prosper.
I have again put my army into cantonments.
The weather is extraordinary; it freezes and thaws; it is wet and unsettled.
Adieu, dear.—Yours ever,
Napoleon.