When Napoleon dictated or related to his friends in St. Helena the facts which they have reported he was out of the world,—­he had played his part.  Fortune, which, according to his notions, had conferred on him all his power and greatness, had recalled all her gifts before he sank into the tomb.  His ruling passion would induce him to think that it was due to his glory to clear up certain facts which might prove an unfavourable escort if they accompanied him to posterity.  This was his fixed idea.  But is there not some ground for suspecting the fidelity of him who writes or dictates his own history?  Why might he not impose on a few persons in St. Helena, when he was able to impose on France and Europe, respecting many acts which emanated from him during the long duration of his power?  The life of Napoleon would be very unfaithfully written were the author to adopt as true all his bulletins and proclamations, and all the declarations he made at St. Helena.  Such a history would frequently be in contradiction to facts; and such only is that which might be entitled, ‘The History of Napoleon, written by Himself’.

I have said thus much because it is my wish that the principles which have guided me in the composition of these Memoirs may be understood.  I am aware that they will not please every reader; that is a success to which I cannot pretend.  Some merit, however, may be allowed me on account of the labour I have undergone.  It has neither been of a slight nor an agreeable kind.  I made it a rule to read everything that has been written respecting Napoleon, and I have had to decipher many of his autograph documents, though no longer so familiar with his scrawl as formerly.  I say decipher, because a real cipher might often be much more readily understood than the handwriting of Napoleon.  My own notes, too, which were often very hastily made, in the hand I wrote in my youth, have sometimes also much embarrassed me.

My long and intimate connection with Bonaparte from boyhood, my close relations with him when General, Consul, and Emperor, enabled me to see and appreciate all that was projected and all that was done during that considerable and momentous period of time.  I not only had the opportunity of being present at the conception and the execution of the extraordinary deeds of one of the ablest men nature ever formed, but, notwithstanding an almost unceasing application to business, I found means to employ the few moments of leisure which Bonaparte left at my disposal in making notes, collecting documents, and in recording for history facts respecting which the truth could otherwise with difficulty be ascertained; and more particularly in collecting those ideas, often profound, brilliant, and striking, but always remarkable, to which Bonaparte gave expression in the overflowing frankness of confidential intimacy.

The knowledge that I possessed much important information has exposed me to many inquiries, and wherever I have resided since my retirement from public affairs much of my time has been spent in replying to questions.  The wish to be acquainted with the most minute details of the life of a man formed on an unexampled m del [??  D.W.] is very natural; and the observation on my replies by those who heard them always was, “You should publish your Memoirs!”