the Maryland legislature. Soon after, Napoléonâs empire collapsed and all the ruling Bonapartes were booted from their thrones.
With the collapse of the empire, Elizabeth felt free to return to Europe in 1815. Though once forbidden to step foot on the continent, she was now warmly welcomed by the European elite, and believed she had found her rightful place in the world. âI get on extremely well,â she wrote her father, âand I assure you that althoâ you have always taken me for a fool, it is not in my character here. In America, I appeared more simple than I am, because I was completely out of my element. It was my misfortune, not my fault, that I was born in a country which was not congenial to my desires. Here I am completely in my sphereâ¦and in contact with modes of life for which nature intended me.â
For the next twenty-five years, Elizabeth spent most of her time in Europe and became increasingly contemptuous of American mores and culture. In other words, she became French. Surrounding herself with aristocrats, artists, and intellectuals, she reveled in the attention lavished upon her and fancied herself a member of the nobility. She maintained friendly ties with the Bonapartes in exile, as she considered the family connection advantageous for her son, who she believed was born for greatness. And though she continued to call Baltimore home, she returned only occasionally to attend to her financial affairs. It was impossible, she sniffed, âto be contented in a country where there exists no nobility.â
One of Elizabethâs primary obsessions as her son grew older was to marry him into an aristocratic European family. âBo has rank,â she informed her father. âHis name places him in the first society in Europe.â She was devastated, therefore, when she learned in 1829 that the young man had wed a girl from Baltimore. âWhen I first heard my son could condescend to marry anyone in Baltimore I nearly went mad,â she wrote. Elizabethâs sense of nobility was offended by her son stooping so far beneath him. She had married âthe brother of an emperor,â and had not the âmeanness of spirit to descend from such an elevation to the deplorable condition of being the wife of an American.â But, she conceded in resignation, she and her son were different people. The young man, ânot having my pride, my ambition, or my utter abhorrence to vulgar company,â had the âright to pursue the course he prefers.â She had done all she could âto disgust him with America,â and âgive him the ideas suitable to his rank in life.â
Eventually Elizabeth settled back in Baltimore, among the masses she so disdained. She wasnât happy. âThere is nothing here worth attention or interest,â she wrote a friend, âexcept the money market.â She returned to Europe one last time in 1860, when Jérôme died and left no provision for their son in his will. In a celebrated lawsuit against the surviving Bonapartes, she vainly sought to have Bo recognized as a legitimate heir. Defeated, she returned home and settled in a boarding house where she lived as an imperial relic until her death in 1879.
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Stephen Pleasonton: The Clerk Who Saved the Constitution
(and the Declaration of Independence, Too)
The Founding Fathers are revered for having created two of historyâs most enlightened testaments: the Declaration of Independence and the U.S. Constitution. But no one seems to remember poor Stephen Pleasonton, who rescued the precious documents from almost certain destruction.
The sweltering languor of August in Washington gave way to a spreading panic in 1814. It was two years into Americaâs second war with Britain, and the enemy was marching ever closer to the heart of her former colonies. Local residents, having heard of the terrible destruction already inflicted by the British on a number of
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