A Juvenile Flatterer

On the moming of my birthday (says the Duchess D'Abrantes) I sent my son with his nurse to cali on the Princesa Pauline (Napoleon's sister.) He was a very fine boy, and á great favorite with the princess. "Why do you love me, Napoleon?" said she to him one day. "Because you are pretty," replied the ehild, throwing his little arms around her neck. This naive reply pleased the princess to the very heart; and, in truth, hgr beauty must hav been of a captivating kind, to have made so strong an impression on the child.