My health is good. It is still quite cold enough here. All is quiet.
I have named the little princess Josephine.[23] Eugène should be well pleased.—Yours ever,
Napoleon.
No. 60.
To the Empress, at Paris.
Finckenstein, April 2, 1807.
My Dear,—I write you a line. I have just moved my headquarters into a very fine château, after the style of Bessières', where I have several fireplaces, which is a great comfort to me; getting up often in the night, I like to see the fire.
My health is perfect. The weather is fine, but still cold. The thermometer is at four to five degrees.
Adieu, dear.—Yours ever,
Napoleon.